?Nana told me I and her boy were connected. She couldfeelit.
?Not that she was an oracle or starseer or fate reader or anything having to do with reading the future – she was solely saying it off of old grandmother wishes that her two students who she saw like family would be together.
?Though superstitions and instinct have a way of holding and giving power.
?“For the first time in four years I had heard a name I was told was my fated from a witch who had lived thousands of years.” His words penetrate the darkness I’m within as I squeeze my eyes shut tighter. “Look at me Mavyn.”
?I will not.
?I will not look at him.
?I will not be looking at his soul.
?“Mavyn,” he urges, but it sounds like a plea. “Please.”
?Why couldn’t they have just pretended I didn’t exist? Why couldn’t they have seen me as nothing?
?He shifts but his aura continues to encase me as the warmth of his body I feel becomes before me instead of behind.
?I feel the flow of my aura within my veins as his begging feels tangible. A physical essence I’m sure I’d be able to touch if I reached my hand out right now. I don’t, though, as I follow the flow of my blood until I shift within and appear before those locked doors within me.
?The first one containing my blue flame. The door feeling like a bright blue burning fire. The key always warm like how home feels warm.
?The second containing my elements. Twining vines, fractured rock, and cracking light. Green and purple likecrawling ivy and violets, brown like bark and soil and deep minerals, and red like rivers of blood. The key always warm like how life feels warm.
?The third contains raw power. A black void holding limitless ether like the depths of space. A black hole of magic with a force that would seem uncontainable. The key always warm like how peace feels warm.
?The fourth door contains my blood art. The feeling of this door – it feels like it’s made out of some sort of metal. A circular design is etched into it, twisting and twining with my blood flowing through the ridges that are made. The key for this door is always warm like how my blood is.
?Then there is that fifth door.
?I never go near that door.
?Uncontainable.
?I do now though.
?“Mavyn,” he begs again.
?Eyes are the closest way for someone to see another’s soul. That’s why those that are fated always stare into each other’s eyes after realizing – or rather suspecting. Seeing your fated’s soul. . .that’show you know. When you see the fate connecting your souls together.
?I tilt my head the smallest bit up in preparation before opening my eyes. Twin blood moons are staring at what I know are eyes just as red as his.
?My breath leaves between my lips on a barely audible huff that clouds like smoke between us. I’m registering the cold that has already seeped into my body. It makes me want to shiver butI don’t move an inch to keep my entire focus on him. On his eyes. On the fact that I see nothing else but red irises and black pupils.
?I see no soul behind his eyes and no tie. No fate. No connection.
?Something breaks within him. I can see the micro expressions crossing his face and through his eyes. Then he does what I predicted he would. A mask slips over his features covering the vulnerability he had been exposing before. When he had been begging for me to prove that we were fated.
?He takes a calculated step back as his dark eyes gain a hard edge and he does a once over of me. “You need to be careful who you let around you. And who you let touch you. Your fated wouldn’t appreciate another males scent on you.”
?He turns without another word and begins walking towards his house. The air turning sharper and making it feel like shards of glass are scraping against my throat as I suck in a breath. My exposed hands feel numb from the cold and without Thorne’s body heat my face prickles from the frozen air.
?I wait for him to walk into his house before spinning around and bolting. It would have made more sense and been so much easier to just run down the street and taken the path it makes towards the other buildings for other classes, but I make for the tree line opposite of Stone House. The woods holding a secret lake very few have been able to find because of the magics working within the nature surrounding it.
?On all the maps it’s a blotch in the middle of the woods showing that it does exist, but there is no map for how to get to it.
?That lake is not where I’m heading though. I simply charge straight into the woods with the only intent to avoid anyone elseand to try and get to the southern side of the school grounds. To the well surrounded by the three addition buildings holding extra classrooms.
