My Darkest Embrace

Chapter 33

Chapter 33

I woke up again after sleeping soundly throughout the rest of the night. Aodhan held me close so I think that had something to do with my lack of nightmares. He always seemed to have a calming effect on me.

I gently unwrapped Aodhan’s arms from around me and got out of bed. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper and walked downstairs and into the kitchen, hoping to find some aspirin for the headache that was threatening to make my brain escape from my skull.

            “Hey, everything okay?” I turned around and saw Carrick standing in the doorway.

            “Hey Carrick, I’ve just got a bit of a headache.” I sighed.

            “Oh yeah? What’s the cause?” he asked.

I told Carrick about my dream and he listened carefully to every single detail while making himself a coffee.

            “So, why are you stressing about it?” he asked.

            “Because Aodhan thinks that it might be a premonition.” I replied.

            “So, if it is a premonition then…?” he trailed off, trying to figure out what I was so worried about.

            “Then I need to save my biological parents, because you can bet that Kieran has something to do with it, which means that it’s my fault. I owe them. And I need to learn how to fight… properly. I need to know how to use my wings, and my… gift for good.” I told him.

            “You sound like you need a professional fighter.” He raised an eyebrow at me.

I looked at him, and a smile lifted my mouth. Carrick would train me properly.

            “Are you up for the job?” I asked him, raising an eyebrow back, “You can’t hurt me at all, but I can hurt you.” I told him.

            “Are you kidding? I was born ready. Bring it on.” He challenged me.

            “You’ve got yourself a deal. When do we start?” I asked.

            “Focus on your emotions, how are you feeling now?” Carrick asked me.

I breathed in through my nose and out through my mouth, focusing on my surroundings. We were in the workout room and it was my first lesson.

            “I’m feeling pretty calm.” I said.

            “Well, your wings have never appeared when you’re calm, so we need to get your emotions raging. Punch me.” He ordered me.

            “What? No.” I replied quickly.

            “Listen, we need to get you feeling like you’re going to break, and then your wings will appear.” Carrick ordered, “Come on, punch me.” He said.

I looked at Carrick and sighed, before pushing my fist towards his face and giving him the most pathetic punch I have ever given. He didn’t even flinch. He just looked at me for a second and sighed.

            “Wow, that was pathetic.” He rolled his eyes in disgust.

            “Well I’m sorry! I don’t want to punch you!” I exclaimed, exasperated.

            “I thought you wanted to learn how to fight?” he asked.

            “I don’t want to hurt you in the process!” I protested.