Fated Soul - Fated Light のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

ZIYAH “Can I at least walk myself in please? They always see you carrying me in. It isn’t necessary this time,” I pointed out. His eyes narrowed at me, raising an eyebrow in challenge. He did not seem convinced whatsoever. “Absolutely, if you can answer no to the following question. Did you feel dizzy at all while on stage?” he asked me. I growled and relaxed into his arms. I should have known he would be entirely focused on me while speaking to the pack. If I knew how it worked, which I did, then Byron kept an eye on our bond while Dante spoke. I supposed that there were benefits to having two sexy souls in one body. One of the nurses waved us back without even needing to say anything. They did not seemed surprised that we were here. Hopefully, it was because he contacted them ahead of time instead of them believing that I was accident prone, which I was not. Dante sat me down on the examination table and kissed my forehead. I knew how worried he was, which was why I did not eve

DANTE Elle and Caiathus came back to the hospital with me. I was at a loss of what to do about all of this bullshit. It was not fair one fucking bit that my mate would be responsible for making shit happen again. Perhaps it was too early for me to assume that she would be responsible, but that was just a gut instinct that told me she was uniquely qualified. “Why don’t you just ask me the question that you’re not wanting to?” Elle asked when I turned the truck off. “It’s going to fall on her, won’t it?” I ask, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice. It was not my sister’s fault. I looked over at her because I knew she would have the answer. That was precisely why she opened up that offer. Elle was privy to many things and could not always get involved before it was her time or at all depending on the situation. “Yes and no. It’s going to fall on you both. Let me explain what’s going to happen if we can’t stop this. Those three Lunas with the dangerous gifts…those gifts will

DANTE Elle had reached out to me, inquiring about Ziyah to see how she had been doing since the flush. I had told her that my girl was sleeping, but more bloodwork was drawn. Every ounce of the toxic substances had been removed. My sister told me that the Goddess had wanted her to share the truth with our two guests. Paula, Jesse, and Denny also knew, per Faye’s suggestion. I would gladly place every cent to my name that Angel was my nephews’ mate. Everyone had assumed that was how it would turn out to be with how fucking adorable they were. That girl was destined to be powerful. I had no idea what that would entail, but she would have the love and support of us all. If their mateship was anything like Elle and Kade’s or mine and Ziyah’s, then they were in for a bumpy beginning, but it would make every moment spent together that much better because it proved that the relationship was worth the fight. My eyes swept over the angelic face of my girl. She had a healthy glow to her skin

ZIYAH I was stuck in my thoughts as we made our way over to her workshop. It was imperative that we got her to help us or else we would end up failing. Hopefully, I would be able to make her listen. There was no telling what life had been like for her. She had been here on her own since she was sixteen. It would have been too dangerous for her mother to check up on her. So, her mother had to live without being a part of her daughter’s life just to keep her safe. ‘Ready, Little Fae?’ Byron asked me. I looked up at my mate’s face, looking for something, some answer to that question. I just nodded even though I was not. Dante held the door open for me. He dropped a kiss on the crown of my head as I passed through. The two of us were the only ones coming in. Xylern was hidden outside, and the rest of our people were at the diner across the street. We did not want to freak her out and suffocate her. “I’ll be right with you,” a voice called out from the back. I was extremely impressed

ZIYAH I was incredibly proud to be mated to someone as incredible as Dante. His life had not been an easy one, but it made him even stronger. He relentlessly searched for his missing sister for thirteen years despite never finding any clues to her whereabouts. Then you could add in having such a difficult gift. Completing our bond gave him a much-appreciated switch that he could flip to turn it on or off. I could not imagine having his gift that would have always been on no matter what you were doing or who you were with. His struggles did not ruin him though. They did not make him heartless or cold. It was the opposite actually. He learned to love deeply when he did love. Similarly, he learned to give his all to those who needed it. Byron was the same exact way too. Hearing that a pack member’s daughter made something for me…I was speechless. It did not matter what it was because the thought that the child chose to make something for me warmed my heart and made me smile. Was I re