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Love Rose x
I didn't waste a second, quickly limping out of my room and down the corridor to Zac's. My heart pounding wildly in my chest, my hands clammy with sweat, my head still feeling like it had been smashed to pieces.
But I didn't care. All I wanted, all I needed was behind this door.
My hand trembled like a leaf in a strong gale as I clutched the handle to his door. I could already feel my body working overdrive to heal all my injuries, but all I could focus on was the sound of Zac's breathing and heart rate which I could already sense was much stronger than before.
I hesitated for a second, my mind filled with doubt but before I could think any further I quickly turned the handle and pushed the door open.
And there he was.
Zac was sat up in bed, propped up by pillows, barley a shadow of his former self. His eyes locked on mine immediately and those grey orbs were the only thing that remained the same as before. Physically he was different, purely just bones and skin; his previous strong and well built body had withered away while he was in his coma, leaving behind sagging skin and a man who looked far from the strong and mighty Alpha I knew him to be.
Yet, despite it all. Despite his almost wrinkled complexion and jaundiced tone, despite his sagging skin and protruding bone, this man infront of me was still the most good looking man I had ever seen in my life.
"E-Eve." His voice was barely a whisper, his eyes remained fixed on me, refusing to shift from my face.
I took a gentle step forward, everything that had just happened before a past memory compared to what was in front of me right now.
He watched me with wary eyes and I could see he was afraid of how I would react. He was afraid to be rejected.
That was all I needed to propel myself forward and I sprinted over to him, practically jumping onto the bed, clutching him tightly, my hands wrapped around him, afraid that if I didn't hold him tight enough he would just disappear.
"I hate you." I whispered into his ears, unable to control my sobbing. I could feel every single bone in his body, I could feel the rise and fall of his ribs and I could feel his relief at having me in his arms again.
"I know," he said in reply, holding me just as tight, "and I deserve it."
I pull away from him, my arms still wrapped tightly around him.
"If it wasn't for the fact that I missed you so much, I would have no problem strangling you to death for leaving me alone here." I tell him with a croaky voice.
He leans forward, resting his forehead against mine.
"I know." he says again and I can tell from the weakness in his voice, Zac is still far from being better. He was awake, but that didn't mean he was reading to jump up and take over again. He was tired and exhausted and still in the process of healing.
"I heard what you did to save my life." He finally says, once he catches his breath, "You tied your soul to mine."
I close my eyes. I could already tell from his tone that he wasn't impressed. He wanted to argue and fight me against my decision but he was just too weak to even speak.
"I had no choice," I reply, "it was the only thing I could do to save you."
"It was reckless and risky." He interjects.
"Like I said, I had no choice."
Zac sighs deeply and tightens his grip around me.
"I'm always putting you in situations where you have no choice." His deflated tone jabs in my heart, making me flinch.
I reach up and place a finger under his chin, lifting his face so he looked up at me.
"There was no choice to be made Zac," I said gently, "if you had died, there would be nothing for me anyway."
"Because of the mate bond-" Zac muttered under his breath, speaking more to himself.
"No, because I need you Zac, I want you..."
I stared down at him, hoping with all my heart that he could see in my eyes, what I was trying to tell him.
"I love you Zachary Stone. I love you so much that to die with you would be my only wish."
There was silence in the room, the sound sound audible being Zac's heavy breathing. His eyes widened fractionally, shocked at my words.
"Eve-"
I smash my lips against his, finally at peace. His warm lips melted against mine and I tightened my arms around his neck. We moved against each other, lost in one another and for a few moments it was pure bliss.
Until his hands intertwined in my hair, knotting inside my matted, blood soaked hair.
"What the fuc-" Zac pulls away from my lips and brings his hand from my head. He glares at the crimson liquid coating his fingers and then his eyes shoot back up to my face. With suprisinging speed, for someone who had just woken up from death's door, he twists me around to examine the back of my head.
"What the fuck is this?" He growls, his eyes darkening.
I bite my lip, hesitating, not because I don't want to tell him, but more because I don't know where to start.
"Well?" He urges me for an answer, his eyes still flickering dangerously.
"Uhm, while you've been in your coma," I start, casting my eyes down, "a lot of things have happened. For example, I've had visions, rogues have attacked and I've also found out who cast the death spell."
Zac's grip tightens, but his eyes don't stray from me.
"Who is it?" His voice is low and more of a rumble than well formed words.
I wet my lips, "It's a witch called Demelza," I start tucking a strand of hair behind my ear and let out a nervous chuckle.
"And interestingly she is also the woman who gave birth to me and was just in my room a few minutes ago, trying to kill me...again."
I think it's fair to say, all hell broke loose.?
Like I said, this chapter is super short, but hopefully I will update either later today or in the next few days!?