Read Arianna's Tale: The Beginning Online
Authors: D. J. Humphries
Tags: #romance, #coming of age, #tragedy, #fantasy, #paranormal, #magic, #teen
“Who?” Alex asked just as quietly and Kris
glanced at my freaked out eyes again before meeting Alex’s aqua
gaze.
“You,” Kris answered, “She knew that already
though….”
“Who are her other safe connections…?” Alex
quietly questioned, but the kitchen was filled with the elite pack
members, all of them except Samantha.
“Green is to Rayne and Evan… Yellow to Jack
and Elisabeth,” Kris answered simply, but he was watching me
closely, “But… besides talking to Evan… I get the feeling she can
do more than that with him….”
Alex slowly turned to face me, his eyes
searching my face as he laughed distantly.
“What do you know that I haven’t told you
yet?” he calmly queried but I shook my head, “Everyone has
approved… and we’re going to have to do a blood tie… it doesn’t
matter anymore because you’re going to find out everything.”
“I know you all do stuff… reading thoughts,
seeing connections, seeing futures… that kind of thing…” I faltered
and he just glanced at Evan, “I can see what Evan sees… He puts the
image in my head and I can see it just like he does… but he can
control what I’m seeing too.”
“Truthfully… you and I should do this blood
tie…” Alex started gently, “I’ll allow, against my better
judgement, for you to do the blood tie with Evan instead….”
“Evan says no,” I whispered, glancing at the
hand that still clasped my arm, “He says it has to be you… He says…
to have Liliana look closer at the connection between you and
me….”
What does she do?
I thought to Evan
and a new picture formed in my mind of strings between everyone
present in all sorts of colors including one between Alex and me
that was black and purple.
The purple?
I thought to Evan, since
I didn’t see any purple anywhere else, and he barely nodded,
What does it mean?
“Purple is the string of fate,” Evan told
me, but Liliana jumped.
“Whoa! Do that again!” she exclaimed and
Evan chuckled.
“She can see me talking to you,” Evan told
me, flashing an image in my mind at the same time that showed a
string between the two of us that lit up silver when he spoke.
“Sorry,” Liliana dismissed, her eyes
flickering open and over to me, “That’s really cool… but Alex, your
string to her is black and purple… Her fear of you and your
intertwined fates.”
“Evan… tell her whatever she wants to know…
we’ll do the blood tie first thing in the morning…” Alex announced,
waving everyone away, “Go to bed now.”
“I want to sleep in the living room,” I
murmured and Alex looked back at me before nodding his head.
“Sleep where you like. Don’t let anyone push
you around, Arianna… if you don’t want them in there with you, tell
them to go to bed,” Alex finalized before running his hand over his
head through his hair and sighing as he went upstairs.
Evan finally released my arm as I wound my
way through everyone and upstairs to change and grab my pillow and
blanket. I froze when I got to the doorway to the living room and
found nearly everyone lingering around it. Evan’s yellow-gold eyes
met mine and he looked really serious.
Tell me who can stay
he insisted
within my mind and before I realized I had answered him, only
Rayne, Jack, Aeril, Farren, and Evan were left in the room.
“I told them to leave,” Evan stated aloud
and I laughed faintly and nodded.
“Thanks…” I mumbled and piled my stuff at
the end of the sofa, “I’ll be right back… would you all please stay
here…?” That was my first mistake.
“Yeah, we will,” Farren promised and I
watched them stake claim to various parts of the sofa and the
recliners in the room before I walked through the kitchen and out
onto the back patio. That was mistake number two.
“A blood tie… with a werewolf I don’t even
like… I mean, yeah, I get that he cares, he’s just got a strange
way of showing it… and I know that it’s going to keep me safe from
some… stupid court that I don’t know anything about to begin with,
but still…” I said it beneath my breath, knowing I was still close
enough to the house that my voice wouldn’t carry across the yard,
“I don’t want to be fae….” That was mistake number three and I
didn’t get to make another.
In a flash of black light he was standing
before me; tall, angry, and definitely fae with the dark wings at
his back. He grabbed my shoulder and that was all I remembered.
To Be
Continued...
Another World in Arianna’s
Tale
D. J. Humphries
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