Page 98 of Bitten By Bloodmoon
“I don’t either, but I’ll be fine. You’ll all be right outside, and I can talk to you at any point. And the deal we made will ensure that I have to tell you everything.”
“I’m not worried about you hiding things from me. I’m just worried about you.”
“I have my blades, and you’ll be right here waiting for me. I’ll be fine.”I follow the seer into the house. She leads me through the house to a dark bedroom with a small full-sized bed in the center.
“Lie down,” Zya says with a husk to her voice.
I frown. “You know he’ll kill you if you hurt me.”
“I know, which is one of the many reasons I don’t plan on hurting you. I know what happened to the Mystic coven—how he killed all of them. I have no intention of my coven ending up that way. Now please, lie down. I can get a better reading if you’re relaxed.”
Reluctantly, I climb up on the bed and lie down as she continues to talk.
“Usually, seers can only get one or two questions answered, but as you can see by the wrinkles marking my skin, I’ve been doing this a long time before the curse. We used to be able to get many questions answered if we were patient. You’re important enough to try to get more answers.”
“Are you okay? You feel anxious,”Nyx asks.
“I’m fine.”
“What’s happening?”
“I’m lying down on a bed. She’s going to try to get multiple questions answered. She said to be patient. This could take a while.”
“I’m not going anywhere.”
“I know.”
“Clear your mind, no more talking to vampire boy.”
I do as she asks, clearing my mind as her magic gently seeps inside me. She’s probably learning everything she can about me, not just trying to see the future. But I let her get whatever information she wants because I’m desperate for someone to see a different fate. Even if the cost is her learning my secrets.
“You can get up now,” she says suddenly.
My head is foggy, and I yawn like I just woke up from a long nap. “What happened?”
“You fell asleep.”
“How long?”
“Five hours.”
I shoot up.“Nyx, are you okay?”
“Yes, but it’s been taking everything in me not to come barreling through that door to come and get you. The only reason I haven’t is because your mind felt calm and safe.”
“I’m fine. We’re almost done.”
I turn to the seer. “What did you learn?”
“Answers you aren’t going to like.”
“Tell me.”
She eases herself back into her chair before taking a long drink from the water glass sitting on the nightstand. She looks exhausted as she stares into my eyes, like she’s about to break the news that someone I love has died.
“Your wolf is no longer yours to control. There is no way to get her back. She belongs to Ambrose.”
My lungs are being squeezed tight again, but this time it’s by my own doing, not a witch’s.
