BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 426: Cold Feet

Chapter 426: Cold Feet

What will I say when I see her? I have never been confused about what to say or do. Right now I could only feel something storming and squeezing my chest. Regret. I hated that I didn’t recognize her, that I treated her like a stranger and did nothing about her situation. I knew I didn’t have my memory then but still, it weighed on me too much and right now I don’t know what to do when I see her.

I simply can’t think of anything.

I sighed, closing my eyes and placing my head on her door. Just open the damn door, Emilia, don’t just stand here like a fool!

"Oh you’re back"

I jolted pushing away from the door like it burned me and drifted my gaze with Isabella, I rolled my eyes. "Oh it’s you"

She chuckled. "Were you expecting someone else?"

"You’re still here"

She narrowed her eyes. "Of course... I will very much still be here"

Great.

"I know, I just thought you would be with your father after what happened, you know the engagement was ruined and all," I noticed the flash of anger in her orbs and for some reason I loved it. Of course, Isabella and I grew up together and I have always loved like a sister, but in these past few years, we have grown apart even if both of us didn’t acknowledge it.

"Well... I just came back from the down level, I wanted to talk with the prisoner but it seems he has gone missing"

Shit!

"Missing?" I kept my features as blank as possible.

"Yes, and it seems Dace knows about it too"

He does? Since when? That thought alone got my heartbeat spiking, if he knows then why hasn’t he done anything? Alert the house and search for him?

"He must be up to something I know it"

I broke out of my reverie and brough my gaze back to her.

"He said he would do everything to find out who ruined our engagement"

"It wasn’t the prisoner?"

"He seems to think so..."

If it wasn’t Grayson who used the silver then who did?

"I’m going to pretend I didn’t see you here, Emilia"

I frowned. "What do you mean?"

She closed the distance between us with the click of her stilettos against the porcelain tiles. "You’re getting awfully close with this vampire and it got me thinking,"

"Thinking what?" I said with clenched teeth. She’s about to get on my nerves and surely not in the mood for that right now, but I will indulge her just a bit. You don’t back off when it comes to Isabella.

"I don’t know if she’s brainwashing you too, she may seem human but don’t forget who she is, what she is, and why she’s here, rather than play a friendly match, support your brother for once rather than cast him aside"

I tilted my chin. "He chose that path, Isabella, he took something from me too"

"He didn’t have a choice!" she snarled.

"He had every choice not to display his madness in front of my mother!" I snapped. "I knew my father was damned for what he did by the law or not. But dragging her into that? She doesn’t deserve it"

"No one does Emilia... rather than blame your brother for the inevitable, accept it for what it is" She walked past me making sure she bumped my shoulder.

"You’re slipping Isabella" I mused, I heard the click of her stilettos come to a stop. I didn’t even bother to face her as I said. "We both know you’re the inevitable after what you did"

"Are you still angry because I chose your brother as my Male? Well, it was either me or no one!"

I faced her.

"He doesn’t have anyone who bears his mark!"

I gulped, her words were true. Emma was once his female but now their bond was no more, completely erased almost like it never happened.

"That doesn’t mean you should have taken advantage of that"

She huffed. "Advantage?" she chuckled. "No Emilia, I saw an opportunity and took it! I am a Dominguez and we don’t wait around for a castle to fall from the sky, we take our own castle" she smirks. "And what about you Emilia? Have you ever taken? Or are you just a sucker for letting special things slip" she popped the word ’Slip’ with her mouth.

My chest burns as well as my face, anger taking over me but I chose to remain silent. The truth is I don’t blame Isabella for choosing Dace, I knew she had always had feelings for Dace and when it happened it didn’t feel right even when I had no memory of Emma, but now I do, I know why I never accepted their union.

"Trust me, Isabella, at least I know when to give something its moments but it doesn’t mean I let it slip" I popped the last word. "Sometimes things dance out of our control even if we don’t want it to and the greatest challenge is how you CONTROL when it dances to another. My point is you can’t control Dace, no one can"

And sadly not even Emma, not anymore.

"Control... Emilia, it’s our way, we TAKE" her final words as she turned on her heels and stormed off.

I sighed heavily running my hands through my hair in frustration, before walking away. Cursing under my breath. I need to see Dace, I need to know what he’s planning. I know he won’t come clean with his plans but I know that I can at least drag out something and know what his game is.

I headed straight to his office, opening the door without bothering to knock.

"Dace we need to talk" I paused looking around the stylish office but it was empty.

"Dace?"

"What did I tell you about knocking?"

I rolled my eyes turning to face him, he stood right before me with a cigarette hanging loosely on his lips, the bottom burning an angry red.

"I heard your prisoner has escaped"

He took the cigarette between his fingers. "I heard"

"And?"

Silence followed and I began to wonder if I slipped because the intensity of his gaze was unnerving.

"He came for his sister, didn’t he?" he walked to his desk. "He won’t get far"