Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound with Shadows : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

NAOMI’S POV I turned to Logan to ask what had come up and why he had left. “What happened?" He looked at me, his face unreadable and said “I've dealt with it. Something with Brandon." Distaste filled my mouth at the mention of Brandon. I don't know why I never liked him. Before and even now. Marcus interrupted us both and said; “Come on, you've seen how she is. We need to talk" he meant all three of us. We needed to talk about what had happened these past few days. “Alright, let's go" I agreed. Marcus turned the wheelchair around, I looked one last time at Layla, thought about what had happened. I would have to tell both Logan and Marcus, we would strategize and separate facts from what could be real. He pushed the wheelchair down the hall, Logan beside me, who held my hand and I appreciated the comfort. I leaned into it. I was glad to have both of these men with me here. It made me feel better and safer. I knew nothing could come for me now. We went back to my hospital roo

NAOMI'S POV My peaceful limbo quickly changed, the world around me shook. What was happening? I could feel it tumble around me. The ground shook and the world took shape around me. I was in a forest again, just like every other dream. But this time the place looked familiar. I had been here before, in the real world. This was an actual location not just an imagination or dream world. I looked around, at the sparse trees, open fields and quiet surroundings. I was in no man's land. Again. This piece of land had a complicated history around it. There's was nobody, no sounds and no movements. I was alone today, I wondered why? Didn't the white lady have anything to say to me? Then I heard the sounds. A quiet hum from several voices, chants, low and almost non existent then the gentle stomp of feet on the ground underneath. I wasn't alone, a group of people were somewhere doing something. Something pushed my feet towards the noise, curiosity or something else, I didn't know but I

MARCUS' POV Just as we had planned, they had fallen for the bait, whoever ‘they’ were. They had sent the man to come take Naomi, and they had taken her. I was scared, scared that we would be late and they would take her or kill her but my eyes never left the camera, not a minute off Naomi. We had to make sure the whole place was escape proof before storming in and taking him down. I didn't even wait a moment to take him down. Didn't spare a glance. Naomi had gone through enough already. As soon as they took him out, I turned back to Naomi to say my goodbye. I would be back but I was eager to talk to this man, to find out what he knew. What he could possibly know. There was more to this than met the eye. After that, I left for the pack to where he would be by now. In the torture room, designed for this very purpose, for finding out the truth, through whatever means possible. The drive there was filled with thoughts that went back to what I had found that day in the archives. I

NAOMI'S POVWe both stared at him in surprise. Once again they knew something I didn't know. How did Marcus have any idea on how to read this?Then I remembered the dagger I had seen, I don't think he was really a stranger to this, it shouldn't be much of a surprise, his knowledge. Logan looked just as surprised “How?" He sounded suspicious. Marcus tensed and walked closer to me. He brought out a book, like a journal and handed it to me. “I found this in my library, my grandfather signed it. I think some other important stuff might be there."I took it to read what was written. I zoned out as I read, away from Logan and Marcus at the background. The story on the white lady, the betrayal, the white oathed. “If she comes to her in a dream the cycle has begun" those were the words that caught my eye. That must have referred to all the dreams and vision I had. Whatever the cycle meant ,had begun. The second sentence to catch me was “Do not trust the second born" What did that me

NAOMI'S POV “Honey. We've been worried" my mom spoke first, she walked towards me her eyes a reflection of the worry. Dad nodded and moved close as well. "We have a lot to catch up on” I rolled my eyes, of course Dad wanted the gist of it. I turned to see Logan and Marcus pack my stuff up. The clothes I had worn while here. I looked back at mom. "I just need to take a quick shower” I said to her. "I didn't think you should do that alone” Marcus interrupted staring at me knowingly. "Yes, I know.” I told him rolling my eyes, the doctor hadn't cleared me. I began to speak again but mom stopped me "I'll help you, come on let's go” She stood back as Marcus came to put me back in the wheelchair, then rolled me to the bathroom. The door closed behind me and my mom took me into the tub, helping me sit in it. She looked at me with a curious face. "Both Logan and Marcus are here. A threesome?” She asked. "Mom. Can we not at least bit right now. Let's just be done with this I need t