Does She Know That We Bleed The Same Novels & Stories

we both screamed at the same time. I saw blood gushing out of my wrist. I looked at Zelda and she was bleeding in the same spot. I looked at the blade on my hand and I was sure I didn't cut myself with it. I looked at Zelda and she was as confused as I was, our wounds looked exactly the same. "Does that mean that hurting her will hurt me too?" I asked myself in confusion. The revelation hit me like a sudden gust of wind—a startling realization that sent ripples of disbelief through the very core of my being. The idea that causing her pain would inflict an equal measure of suffering upon me was a truth I find hard to accept.

Kaden sits up, pulling me with him and threading his hands in my hair. I straddle his lap, more than ready to show him how much I love him too. We just stare into each other’s eyes, sharing soft touches and tender kisses. The bed shifts behind me, Declan moving to join us, but then he stills. “Liv, baby, I think-, I think you’re bleeding.” He sounds panicked. “What?” Kaden sounds just as frantic, both of us looking where Declan is staring at the bed. It feels surreal as I look at the blood staining the bed. Kaden lifts me up gently, both of us staring in disbelief at the splotch of red on his leg. I run my hand through the blood streaking down my thighs, and smear it between my fingers.

And in that moment, I knew—this was how we were connected. “Is this how you’re here?” I asked, “When you died, and Victor shot me… our blood mixed. That’s how we fused, isn’t it?” Hannah nodded softly, her expression pained but somehow peaceful. Our eyes dropped back to the blood again, watching as it intertwined on the cold, dirty floor. It felt like something bigger was at play, like I was finally seeing the bigger picture. And I couldn’t help but ask the one question I’d been afraid of.

She moans again and I smile as I deepen the kiss before pulling back, panting hard. Her pupils are blown wide and Lykos purrs in my head, as we can smell her arousal. I kiss her again when the scent of blood hits me. I pull away and look around for it when I look down. And she looks down to and gasps. Shit! “Why am I bleeding? I’m not injured.” I look at her. How do I explain this to her? “Asteria, don’t freak out. This is normal. Human women bleed every month.” Her eyes widen in horror when I scoop up and carry her to the shower. Good thing I brought supplies for her. Now to teach a siren how to use sanitary products.

“If you bleed, I bleed. If you leave this world, I’m going with you.” A sob escapes her as her fingers loosen around the glass and it slips from our grip and clatters to the floor. “You're bleeding! Oh no! You're not supposed to bleed. You're a surgeon, your career. Oh my God!” “My career is not going anywhere.” I kiss her tears then pull back and wrap my arms around her as she sobs against my chest. My shirt soaks with her blood and tears, but I don’t care. All that matters is that she’s still here. That I still have her heartbeat in my arms.

No, he needed her to truly understand everything that transpired couldn't be undone. “Did you know that we are now the only two of our kind?” The question caught her off guard. His blood and hers was coursing through both of their veins. She swallowed at the implication of his words. “Nobody will ever have the same type of blood as us. I don’t think you truly understand. Nobody has ever drank my blood -- only you. If you ever doubt how I feel about you, remember that you are the only one that has my blood flowing through your very veins. Remember that.”

"But..." "But I wish I had known," she says. "Not the danger, just, what you are. What we are." She looks at me. "We're the same, Vaelis. You're a male Omega and I'm just an Omega but we're the same and I spent years not knowing that and I could have been..." She stops. "You could have been what?" I ask. "Less alone about it," she says quietly. I look at her.

WARD As I spot the blood between Keena's legs, anxiety surges through my body. I didn't mean to hurt her. I know that it isn't uncommon for women to bleed the first time that they have sex but I honestly was not expecting that much blood. Keena looks down her body and her eyes widen a little at the sight but the first words out of her mouth are "crap. I ruined the sheets." Giving her a stunned look, my mouth gapes open. "You are worried about the sheets when you are bleeding out."

“They have white hair and silver blood, just like you.” My eyes widened in shock. How did she know about the color of my blood? Nobody knew about it because I was so careful. I knew how the society worked, they hated anything different and I was the definition of different. If they had found out about my blood, I wouldn't just be ostracized, I would have been killed as well. “ “How do you know about that?” I was scared for my life, if she knew, I wondered who else had figured it out.

"That's what this is about, isn't it?" She looks at me carefully, her expression softening just a fraction as she nods. "He knew I wasn't his," she says, her voice barely above a whisper, heavy with unspoken pain. "He always knew. And if he knew that, then he knows the rest too. He knows exactly whose blood runs through my veins. And it's time I finally learned the truth."