Chapter 4

Aria's POV

“Go back to your room,” Jaxon's voice snapped me back to reality. “You're not to leave your room until Dr–”

“No.” The words left my lips before I could even blink twice.

Alex had his mouth slightly opened as he stared at me with wide eyes.

Jaxon on the other hand, his brows were knitted in a frown.

Oh shit.

I just messed up.

“I’m sorry,” I mumbled, as from the expression on both their faces, Kiera doesn't defy Jaxon's words. “I just need some fresh air, my room is suffocating.”

Jaxon stared at me for a few seconds, causing beads of sweat to form on my forehead.

“Get back to your room, Keira,” Jaxon said, in a tone that left no room for arguments.

A part of me wanted to defy him, but that might lead to me exposing myself, that I'm not Keira but Aria.

“Okay,” I muttered, and turned around heading back the same way I came in.

I could feel their eyes on me as I walked, but I still tried to act normal.

Back at my room, no, Kiera's. I laid in bed trying to make sense of everything that has happened so far.

There's an alarm clock which has a date on a bedside table, and from the date on it, it's just been two days since I was burned at the stake.

A chill ran down my spine at the memory of that uneventful day.

Gosh! I was so stupid. I should have seen this coming. The signs were there but I chose to turn a blind eye to it.

I guess it's true what they say.. matebond alone isn't enough. The bond is supposed to be sacred, and tie two souls together in an unbreakable bond. Where they crave each other like air, but in my case it was the very bond that led to my untimely demise.

“Thank you, Keira,” I muttered into the air. Now that I think of it, I'm sure the moon goddess didn't bring me back.

Matter of factly I've lost faith in her. Completely.

I took a deep long breath for what I was about to do next–opening the mindlink.

“Lyra?” I called out to my wolf cautiously, as if, if I did it casually I might piss off Zie.

Silence.

“Lyra?” I called out again, not so cautious this time.

But still, silence.

Something was wrong. I could feel it deep in my bones.

“Lyra Mirelle Storm!” I called her name in full, standing up from my bed as if that was supposed to make her magically appear and answer my call.

“I wouldn't waste my breath..my mind calling out to her,” Zie snarled in response.

My heart dropped to the pit of my stomach.

“What did you do to her Zie?” I demanded.

“Nothing. Just showed her who's boss,” she said smugly.

I didn't like where this was going. I closed my eyes and tried reaching out to Lyra but I couldn't.

Every single time there seems to be a wall just when I feel I'm getting close.

“What happened to Lyra?”

Zie didn't respond, but I could tell it was intentional.

“Zie,” I called out again in the most threatening tone I could muster, even though a part of me was already imagining the worst.

“Zie!” I yelled out loud.

“What?!” She snapped. “She's an intruder, so I kicked her out. The same way I'll kick you out.”

“I swear by the goddess if anything happens to Lyra I'll–”

“You'd what?!” Zie dared, calling my bluff, which isn't exactly a bluff because even though I can't hurt Zie literally, I'll find a way. Most especially if she hurt Lyra, I didn't mind if I got hurt in the process.

But whichever way this was going to end I needed to think straight.

I took in a deep long breath trying to calm my nerves. We both can't be hot headed or things would spiral out of control real bad.

Zie was hurting, because she believes I had a hand in whatever happened to the real Kiera, but I was as clueless as she was.

More clueless if we're being fair. I'm the one who got betrayed by my mate and husband, got branded a traitor and burnt by the stake, and instead of finding peace–whatever that was, I was here.

Two days after my supposed demise in someone else's body, whose wolf has decided to make it their mission to make my life hell.

How was it even possible that both my wolf and Kiera's were within me is still a mystery. But regardless, I needed to trade with caution.

“Zie, what happened to Lyra?” I tried again, asking, no pleading more calmly.

“Nothing,” Zie said.

Relief washed through me.

“Yet,” Zie added, and whatever relief I felt seconds ago was gone.

I sighed in defeat. “What do you want?”

“I want the both of you gone,” Zie said, not bothering to hide the viciousness in her tone.

“I wish that were possible,” I responded. “But I can't just leave, because I have no idea how I got here in the first place.”

“Black magic. That's how,” she retorted.

I sighed in exasperation, realizing this conversation wasn't going to lead anywhere.

“What can I do to make you believe me?”

Zie scoffed.

“I’m willing to do anything,” I said with all honesty.

“Anything?” Zie repeated.

“Yes. Anything,” I confirmed.

“Alright then,” she said, a certain iciness to her tone. “Kill Alpha Jaxon Rivera.”