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“Trying not to interfere. Bet she is screaming at that d**n fountain right about now,” Eziah laughed.
“She is in the moon goddess realm?” I asked him as I sliced his palm.
“Yeah, she got pulled there when you-” He doesn’t finish. Jonah stood over my shoulder, and when I went to do the same to my own, he gripped my wrist and snatched the dagger from my grip before turning my hand and slicing my palm, making me hiss before taking the dagger.
Blood pooled in my palm before I gripped Eziah’s hand, and I gasped, feeling the power the dagger held in it. The effect was instant, and the moment my hand connected with Eziah’s, I siphoned the darkness out of him; the darkness rushed out of him, and the coldness of Kyan’s taint moved into me.
Eziah gasped and his back arched off the wall. I watched as his chest healed and could feel his hand healing in mine as mine healed in his. I let go and looked at my palm.
“That is one crazy dagger,” I murmured, opening and closing my hand while examining it. Eziah patted his chest as he looked down to find himself healed. “Nifty little thing, be needing that back, though,” He said, clicking his fingers at Jonah.
“You could try saying please,” I tell Eziah, and he rolls his eyes. “Only for you, sis,” he says before turning to look up at Jonah, who was still standing behind me.
“Dagger, please,” Eziah says, holding out his hand in Jonah’s direction.
“Nope, neither of you can be trusted with knives; I will give it to your mother when I see her next,”
Jonah says, and Eziah glares at him.
“Where do you think we are going?” Eziah snaps at him.
“Mara stays. Kaif isn’t of a rational mind for her to go anywhere, and neither is Kyan.”
“I am not leaving her here,” Eziah growled at him.
“I am with her, Eziah. S**k it up and go before he comes back,”
“You fear him,” Eziah laughs.
“And you’re an idiot if you don’t, now go,” Jonah says with a glare. Eziah looks at me, and his brows furrow.
“Marabella?” Eziah murmurs, but I look up at Jonah, and he helps me to my feet before placing his hand flat against my stomach, tugging me closer.
“She will be fine, Eziah. I won’t let anything happen to her.” Jonah tries to reassure him.
“No, she is coming with me. They are no longer mates. She has nothing holding her here, and I am not leaving my sister with that psychopath,”
“He is her mate,” Jonah argued, pulling me flush against him. I went to tell my brother to go, but he cut me off, yelling at Jonah.
“Not anymore; he didn’t want her,” Eziah growled, reaching for me. His words stung me more than he would know; I know he was defending me and meant well, but hearing that made my chest ache.
“He made a mistake, but she was right about one thing. It should have been me and now it will be,”
Jonah said.
My brain didn’t have time to process his words before his teeth sank deeply into my neck. I gasped and blinked as he held me against him, pulling me closer. My eyes rolled into the back of my head, and
Kyan stopped d**d in his tracks as he walked back in the door, his eyes on Jonah, and I saw them flicker to Kaif. My eyes fluttered, and sparks rushed over my skin as my surroundings dimmed as I fought to remain conscious.
“Looks like you have a little competition, Kyan. May the best man win,” I heard Eziah laugh before everything went black.
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I had awoken at Jonah’s the following day, and three days had since passed. My parents had been annoying the h**l out of me, and I swear if I get one more positive affirmation meme from my father, I may just drive up there to shove his phone up his a*s. Every day like clockwork, they all video chat like they were worried I would try to k**l myself again.
Although, I was more concerned about Kyan’s state of mind than worrying much about my own. We hadn’t heard from him since Jonah brought me here. Not one word, however. Today was Lucas’s f*****l, so I would get to see him.
As I climbed out of Jonah’s car, he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the b****l ground of Kyan’s family, weaving us through the cemetery to the back. It was odd. I half expected the service to be held at the manor since it had its own graveyard. “I thought more people would show up,” I whispered to
Jonah. Looking around, only Kyan and Andrei are standing beside the grave that has already been dug. Not even Sage was here, which I thought odd. Lucas and Andrei were best friends, so I thought she would have come.
“Kyan only invited Dad, Mum, and us. Mum couldn’t handle it. Stress has gotten to her bad, and Dad has been having to sedate her,” Jonah whispered, and I glanced at him.
“Why what happened?” I ask, worried for Aunty Sage.
“The whole Vince and Casen thing, you know Mum’s fragile and not in a good place right now. She thinks Dad is keeping things from her, and her anxiety has been playing havoc,” Jonah tells me.
“Well, he did, kind of kept it from her,” I mumble, and Jonah sighs. Walking through the small fence, a shudder ran through me as we entered his family plot. Suddenly, an electric current rushed through me and stopped me in my tracks. It was an unnerving sensation. Taking a look down at the ground, I realized I had walked right past the grave of his father. My brows furrowed, and my footsteps faltered as if something was halting me from going any further.
Andrei, noticing us, walks over, and he grips his son’s shoulder. Yet my eyes went to Kyan, who stood silently next to his uncle’s coffin. He stared blankly ahead, and Jonah was talking to his father. With one last glance down at his father’s tombstone, I let go of Jonah’s hand and wandered over to him and stopped beside him. He had his hands in hands in his pockets. Without thinking, I slipped my hand into his pocket, grabbing his hand in mine. He looked down at his pocket before pulling his hand back out and squeezing mine gently.
“I didn’t think you would come,” he whispered.
“Kind of owe my life to him; it would be a bit rude not to, plus he made good scones,” I told him, and he chuckled. “He did and jams,” Kyan chuckled to himself. Jonah walked up behind us and grabbed
Kyan’s shoulder before pulling him back and wrapping his arm around his chest.
“Love you, bro,” Jonah said, smacking Kyan’s chest softly. Kyan nodded, then squeezed his hand before letting him go. Jonah let him go before moving beside me, his hand going to my waist, and we listened to the man holding the small service. Andrei said a few words, but Kyan just nodded and clenched his jaw as the coffin was lowered. When it was done, he turned to me before pecking my cheek and letting my hand go. He walked away while I stared after him, and so did Jonah. Jonah’s brows furrowed with worry.
“Want me to check on him before I go home?” Andrei asked Jonah, and he nodded. His father hugged him before hugging me and walking out of the graveyard after Kyan. We followed, although the same thing happened again when I passed Dominic’s grave. The same violent shudder ran up my spine, and
Jonah stopped looking down at me while I tried to make sense of the strange sensation that had once again overwhelmed me.
“What’s wrong? Your emotions are strange,” Jonah murmured. I shook my head before sucking in a breath.
“Nothing, just a strange feeling when I walked past it,” I answered.
Once we were back home, Andrei rang to say Kyan went to work, and I moved to the couch. My phone started buzzing as my parents tried to ring me. Tossing it on the sofa beside me, I ignored it, not really feeling like talking or in the mood to hear about Pack dramas.
Jonah came to sit with me, flicking on the TV and scanning through the apps for something to watch, when we heard a knock on the door before the sound of keys turning in the lock. Jonah tugged me against him, kissing the side of my head.
“It’s just Kyan; I thought I felt him getting closer,” he whispered, and the door opened. He dropped his keys on the bench before walking into the living room. He said nothing, just sat down beside Jonah and me, and I waited for him to say something, but he never did. Kyan just stared vacantly at the TV, not really watching it like he was stuck in his own thoughts. Jonah ordered takeout when it was dinner time when Kyan looked over the back of the couch to where Jonah stood in the kitchen on hold with someone downstairs.
“Can I stay here the night?” Kyan asked.
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