BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 452: Forming Bond

Chapter 452: Forming Bond

EMMA

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I stood in front of the mirror, sliding my hands down my hips. I wore a green plain silk slender gown that matched my eyes. My hair was perfectly styled by the stylist who came earlier. Packed in a bun laced around with my curly hair, giving the front a smooth texture, some curly strands of my hair let out to fall at the side of my face. My makeup was done really well too, just as I like it, not too prominent with a fitting shade of lipstick.

Dace made sure everything was perfect for me down to the last detail, I felt like a princess as they got me ready. Now I stand in front of the mirror admiring myself, I just tried on my gown and it was a flawless fit, but I was having a hard time reaching the invisible zip behind.

I heard approaching footsteps and my eyes found the mirror again. Dace stood close to the door with one hand in his pants and the other holding his suit jacket. His heated gaze remained fixated on me and suddenly it was like I couldn’t breathe. His eyes said a lot I couldn’t begin to comprehend, those golden orbs on me were ethereal.

I am still hung over about what happened. The sex, his declaration, when he saw my scar and I shattered knowing I couldn’t tell him. And then he promised not to ask. Hearing each other’s thoughts and feeling each other’s emotions and our heartbeats beating at the same peak like they were connected. So much happened in the span of a few hours and I can’t keep up.

Dace doesn’t know this but I think our bond is being rewritten, I don’t know if it’s possible or not I just have a strong hunch it was the reason for all this. Whatever it is I am sure Emilia will know something about it. This is why the sooner we can get back to Juneau the better.

"You look beautiful"

My cheeks heated instantly and I didn’t bother to hide it, it was no use when it came to Dace Devereaux, now he can see all parts of myself and I am afraid he will see deeper and uncover what remains to be hidden. In all honesty, I don’t want him to find out the reason for my death.

Dace: I don’t want anyone else to see you in that dress, if they look I will burn their eyes out.

I shivered when his voice echoed in my ears and he walked towards me, tossing his jacket to the bed he came behind me and towered like a beast covering my entire space but I have never felt more safe. His aura gave me nothing but warmth too, erasing whatever coldness I felt.

His hand moved against my exposed back and I closed my eyes loving the imprint of his skin against mine. The electrifying sensation it came with made me feel sparks in my head.

"Tonight will be tough, I won’t sugarcoat it" he began and I heard the zipper being worked on and I opened my eyes. "And I should remind you this is not about the partnership. This time it’s different. I want to formally introduce you to them. Not a fake gesture but real"

With each word, my heartbeat thundered against my chest, and the serious tone of his voice made my knees weak.

"What will you tell them?" I asked eagerly.

"That you’re my Female," he said so casually but I felt like I would pass out due to how the air suddenly sucked out of me. Dace’s eyes snapped to me and his eyes narrowed in worry. He could feel how tense I was. I was also having a hard time feeling emotions that weren’t might, it only makes what he says feel more real than it should be.

"B-But I’m not your female"

"I find that hard to believe, don’t you think so too?"

I pulled away from his touch and faced him. "I don’t bear your mark, Dace"

"Another thing that doesn’t make sense, yes. But I think there’s a reason and it doesn’t stop that you might be my female. You’re my female’’ he corrects, so sure of himself with no visible proof. This is just Dace... he goes for what he wants without question or second thought not minding the consequences. Sometimes I wish I was more like him, it would make many things easier, But I am caught in a constant fear of panic and how fate can be cruel to me and the people I love.

"I am a vampire,"

"I don’t care"

"You should care, I am about to walk into yet another lion’s den and they will spite me because of what I am, and by your side? By their Alpha side, they will try to-"

"If they touch you, I will erase them" he growled.

"That isn’t how this works"

"I don’t care, we go. Solve this and leave this country, understand?"

I huffed. "You do crazy things"

"Did you just figure that out?" he coaxed and sat on the bed grabbing the hook of my heels to fix it. The slit from my gown caused my thigh to expose revealing the thigh chain I wore. Done with the hook, he ran his finger through my leg to my thighs and goosebumps found my skin.

"What is it you want, baby girl?" he began. "Don’t you want me?"

I chewed the inside of my mouth.

"If you don’t answer I will take that as a positive answer"

"Dace" I sighed.

"Are you still afraid of the past knowing I will fuck them out of your system? Or are you just afraid of the present"

I have many fears.

Dace: Tell me all of them.

"Bloodlines don’t mix, Dace"

He narrowed his eyes.

"I learned the hard way and even the most closest person to you can betray you"

"Are you saying I will betray you? Search for yourself and see if I tell lies"

I don’t even need to poke at his heart to know. Dace isn’t someone like that. At least not right now. I can feel it... Dace is gaining his emotions back and just this close I could see the hazels in his eyes slowly coming forth and giving a mix with the golden color. He has never looked more handsome.

This scares me and I don’t know how to get rid of the feeling that something bad will happen when Dace loves me again, when we finally get together a force will tear us apart, and with this kind of bond forging into something deeper than we have last time. This shit will crash hard. He might get hurt in the process.

I shouldn’t forget that Luther might have something up his sleeves too. He’s just like Dace and doesn’t know when to give up that easily. Being Cassius Morelock’s offspring is another issue.

I yanked my leg away from his hold and took his chin. "Don’t fall for me," I warned.

"Then enjoy disappointment, baby girl"

I growled walking away and I heard his breathy laugh.

Fuck you!

Dace: I heard that. Let’s get down to it then.

I grabbed the tie from the drawer and walked back to him, ignoring the comment he made in my head.

"Don’t" he warned as I wrapped the tie around his collar. "I hate those things"

"Good," I said, already getting to work.

"Now you want me to wear what I hate?"

"It makes me feel better"

"Why do I get the feeling you’re trying to get revenge"

"On what?" I asked innocently.

He grabbed my hand and stopped my movement. "You know you’re a free woman and I am not trying to trap you"

"So if I leave right now? Leave and never come back?"

"I will let you. But I won’t last even a second and then I am coming for you"

I sighed knowing that would be the obvious answer and for what it’s worth I feel the same way too "I don’t free trapped Dace," I said adjusting the tie. "There" I fix the collar properly. "You now look like a complete businessman"

"I will wear it, but for you," he said, rising to his full height, grabbing his suit jacket, and putting it on.

"Are you scared?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I can feel it"

"What you’re about to do Dace... is adding fuel to a fire"

"Do you hate me that much?"

"It’s not about hate. I just don’t know if this night will go as planned"

"You’re standing by my side Emma, no one will have the nerve to touch you. The sooner you understand that the better"

"I am only going for Diana’s sake"

"If you say so"

I turned to leave but he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. I bit my bottom lip when I felt his erection press against my ass. His hand ran through my stomach and then cupped my breast and I swallowed back a moan.

"How the fuck am I supposed to think clearly tonight with you on this?"

"You will work it out"

"Don’t make me murder someone tonight, you stay at my side at all times, be a good girl and I will reward you" he nibbled the helix of my ear and I shuddered.

"I will try," I murmured.

"Let’s go make history, baby"