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The soldier stumbled back a half step from the sheer force of it, his expression flickering with something that looked, briefly, like uncertainty “Fuck off, girl with that delusion. He's not going to save you. He can't possibly….” He was saying but ivy wasn't hearing anything. The mate bond. It activated itself and she could feel it. The hair on her neck stood up in response. She could finally feel it and it felt like being able to breath after being under water to days. She didn't register the soldier's hands already moving under her singlet. At least he hadn't torn it off, reaching her breasts.

“But they were close.” He held up a small device. It was a shattered mirror shard embedded with enchantment runes. "Magic." I whispered. “Communication crystal,” he responded. “Used for real-time messaging and definitely has magic around it. It was deliberately smashed.” Sarah handed me a half-burned scroll. I unrolled it carefully. The ink was smudged, but still legible. Three names. Two I didn’t know. Mario. Sam. Trent. But the last one... Trent... it felt familiar. I didn’t know why.

Rakesh replies, "Yes Payal someone says very true that men are so much foolish, even with a slight smile of girls they think they have gained that diva girl but truth is always something else" Rakesh got up and brought the violin from inside the camp and started playing it. First its tune was light and calm and later it turned up and its tune and melody just started mixing an environment, running stream, tall trees and calm greens. Payal was feeling this tune. Like it was anchored her heart and she felt like current is running down her spine. She was feeling every single wave disturbance by this tune. As Rakesh stoped playing the tune. And as Payal switched off from her imaginations. She

Group hug it is. Finally !

I sighed and heard Cara groan. I know she didn't feel good because I had soured her expectations of our mate but then that was the truth. We were never going to get out of this godforsaken place and we are not going to find our mate. "Granny" I created a private mind link. "Samantha" "What happens if I never get a mate?" I asked and heard her sigh. " You are going to get one, the moon goddess will bring your mate your way" she replied and I sighed.

At midnight, Miral continued to turn sides as she couldn't sleep. In the end, she got frustrated and got up from the bed. She looked irritated and finally picked up her phone. Without thinking a moment, she texted Aditya. "Are you awake? I can't sleep" and kept her phone aside. Within a minute, her phone pinged. She quickly picked up the phone and it was a text from Aditya. "Same here." She didn't feel it, but she was smiling after reading the text.

Crista smiled and stepped closer. Katrina nodded, reaching up to touch my face. Why can’t I feel that? I don’t even smell her. I should be able to smell her. This has to be a trick. That damn witch is messing with me. That fucking bitch, I’m tired of her games. “He has a bit more color than yesterday. It’s slow, but he’s coming back. Alexander, Zio Damon, and André swear that the mate bond can bring someone back. And that it can be done even if the pair aren’t marked and fully mated.” Katrina sighed. This was surreal to hear and see Katrina but only through the mirror. I still don’t believe what I’m seeing.

Long live the alliance of flesh and soul. THE END

》》Jack《《 Calvin drove us to Jason's apartment. It was a silent drive. Radio was crap, playing the most depressing songs you'll ever hear. The one song that really hit so hard, I saw Jason cry, was Happier by Marshmello and Bastille. I'm not too sure what about the lyrics caused Jason to shed a few tears, but I knew I had to listen to that song again, maybe look up the lyrics.

Cause she had to handle her third trouble which was to calm down her crying son and that was nowhere near easy. Yeah, she was a mother and blessed with a lovely son who was the love of her life, her everything, her son Zayn Abedin. ************** Cold Skin, Drag My Feet On The Tile As I Am Walking Down The Corridor I Know We Haven't Talked In Awhile So I Am Looking For An Open Door ***************** ................... Assalamualaikum Readers... I hope you all liked it... Don't forget to comment and vote...... I love you all......