BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 282: Shared Dream {1}

Chapter 282: Shared Dream {1}

I walked through the door into the coffee shop and the bell above made a sound the moment I stepped in. My eyes scanned the area, there were fewer people here and it gave the shop a peaceful vibe, my kinda vibe. I scanned through once again before I set my eyes on Grayson seated in a corner, his hands intertwined together on the table, with his eyes on them, like he was thinking.

Where he was seated was secluded, there were barely any eyes like he knew the perfect spot I like, or is it his taste too? To not be under the eyes of others and choose to be invisible to people.

He and I shared the same traits when it came to that, we’re both kinda people who want to be invisible and not create any sort of attention. Mine was my personality, his was because he was a Venator and also needed to keep a low profile. So apart but yet the same. Grayson and I.

The moment his eyes landed on me he rose to his feet, and I could help myself as I walked to him.

"Emma" he began and I punched his chest.

"Ow!" he exclaimed, I wasn’t sure he felt pain from it, he was only just surprised about my actions.

"What was that for?" he remarked looking around if there were eyes on us but I didn’t care about that at all.

"How could you just leave like that? Do you know how worried I was?" I said with angry eyes. And his orbs softened at my words and I saw regret.

"I’m sorry, I just..." he sighed heavily. "I didn’t know what to do aside from that"

I hugged him before he could say anymore, for I knew how he must have felt after hearing everything, being in a state of confusion. I was the same too when I found out about my bond with Dace, and immediately I had to choose which side I was on. Grayson was dealing with a lot but I understood his actions.

"I’m sorry about what Dace did, he’s only super protective of his sister, please understand"

There was a pause from him before he wrapped his arms around me like he needed this hug just as much as I do. It both gave us comfort from the invisible pain we both felt.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly like he could guess something was wrong with me, rather than say anything about what Dace did he was more worried if I was okay.

"I just had a really long day, a really really long one," I said as I exhaled sharply and he pulled away with a puzzled look.

"Did something happen?"

"Well aside from getting mentally tortured by my family I was also threatened"

"Threatened?" he frowned.

"Turns out my clan is yet to accept my relationship with Dace, it’s tough" I blinked as I leveled my gaze.

"I see... doesn’t get any easier does it?"

I nodded and we both took our seats facing each other. "Need anything?"

"Just a drink"

He signaled the waitress and she came forward to take our orders, I noticed as she constantly blushed as Grayson talked to her, I mean who wouldn’t? Grayson was a gorgeous guy with almost the same build as Dace’s... anyone would admire him, well if Emilia was here she would have mentally killed the person.

I snorted at the thought as a laugh almost escaped me.

"What?" he asked with a raised eyebrow at my sudden lit mood.

"Nothing... just the fact that we have two protective love interests" I commented and he shrugged.

"H-How Emilia, I left without a word and-"

"She’s not okay at all"

"Great," he mumbled. "I know all of you are expecting me to just make a decision about our relationship but I’m too slow-witted to do that, I have a hard time accepting who I am right now, and I’m not so sure I’m in the right state of mind to accept a relationship, I need time"

"Well, you would have just told her that. But you just walked away in silence, I’m sure she would have understood you"

"I know I’m a fool ain’t I"

I nodded and he exhaled sharply. "Well you’re not the only fool"

"What?"

"Emilia found out that you aren’t a Venator"

"You told her?!" he paused, looking around knowing that he raised his voice.

"Not intentionally okay, I only told Dace because I really needed someone to talk to about it and she overheard it"

"Fuck!" He rubbed his forehead.

"What? I have had some thought about it, isn’t it a good thing that she knows? Because isn’t that like a key factor why your relationship might work?" I did some thinking about it and I thought this might also be a chance for them too, but I wasn’t so sure it was gonna be that easy judging from Grayson’s expression right now.

"Yeah but I still have traits like Venator so I might be one, my real mother must have been one so it doesn’t change anything," he said almost like he was angry at that fact.

Was it just me or did it just seem like he hated the word Venator just as much as he hated he was one, what changed? I knew Grayson was always proud of hunting monsters, it was his life’s work and the sole purpose of his tribe. I talked to him about it but he never wavered from his goal. What changed? Oh, I know... Emilia.

Our order came and our drinks were placed on the table, the waitress took one look at Grayson before walking away.

"Actually I think you might not be a Venator either"

He paused halfway through taking his drink when he heard my words.

"What?"

I sipped my coffee before taking a deep breath. "In the Witchcraft Society there are bloodlines..." I began. "The Purebloods... which are Direct Descendants of the Firsts like some I know. And The Newbloods also known as Newly discovered bloodlines from years ago or more and non-elemental witches, are mostly known in two parts... Summoners like Jean and Healers"

"Jean was a summoner?" he said in realization rather than a question.

"Yeah" I nodded.

"So what does that have to do with me," he said puzzled, it took a second before the realization dawned on him. "Y-You think I’m a Newblood? A healer?"

I nodded again. "Why else would you have survived that attack from Dace? You said your rib snapped but it was good when you woke up like nothing happened"

He looked to the side before back to me, it was almost like my words burned him into realization. "Do you understand what you’re saying right now?"

"Yes, I do. I think you might be a Warlock, Grayson"

He gasped as he leaned back on his seat, his eyes wide and confused.

"But that is just a possibility," I said, leaning more forward. "We will find what together, but first you have to tell me... have you experienced a moment that was almost impossible like you were soaring through the skies with-"

"Several colors pivoting around me"

I gasped.

"Yes it was a dream but it felt too real, I found that particular area I soared in was actually the skies, and in my second dream back at home and I was down from it in another dream, I felt my feet on the grass and then I looked around and saw I was in a garden of some kind and the skies just made it so beautiful that it was impossible" he added breathlessly.

All the way he spoke I was just still because I couldn’t believe my ears even as he continued.

"The skies were made of those surreal colors like the milky way and then I realized I was actually floating in it in my first dream which makes it more impossible and then..."

"And then what?" I urged because I still needed to convince myself if it was the actual thing.

"A woman called to me, tan-skinned, beautiful and she smiled at me"

I gulped because I knew no doubt that it was Owen’s mom, who was with her ancestors now.

"And then she looked at me confused, almost like she was curious of why I was there like I shouldn’t, I asked her ’Who are you and what I’m I doing here’ and she said ’I should ask you the same question’ and I ask ’What do you mean?’ and she replied to me that ’I feel something from you that could only mean I’m a part of them, that why else would I be here?’ and that it is time... the reason I was called here" He shifted his gaze to me.

And my eyes trembled under his gaze for as he spoke it felt like I was reliving his dream, and then he said more of her words to the point I pictured it as hers.

Suddenly others appeared beside her too, it went from miles and it seemed like I was seeing a whole generation of people appear before my eyes.

"Do not think you’re dead for you’re not dead, this is the cycle and you’re in the process of awakening your bloodline"