BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 462: Call Of Shadows

Chapter 462: Call Of Shadows

The air kissed my skin, the fresh smell of the wild, the dead leaves. The coldness against my skin. And it was eerily silent. So quiet that I can’t even hear my heartbeat or the pumping of my veins. I couldn’t hear the sound of my breathing too and it was almost like I wasn’t respiring at all.

I can’t remember the last time I dream walked, I haven’t since I was turned. I thought it was part of my power that was lost to me when I gained an immortal body... but it seems like I was wrong. It seems like my dream walk abilities still stayed with me because that is the only explanation for why I was suddenly in a dying woods instead of the plane I was just a mere minute ago. I should be on the plane as we head back to Juneau and I don’t recall finding my way into the woods.

This isn’t real.

My eyes scanned the area, it was lifeless and the falling dead leaves from the trees made it seem like a scene straight out of a horror movie. I could feel my heartbeat pounding against my chest but I couldn’t hear it. I looked down at my feet buried in the dead leaves but I couldn’t hear my footsteps as I walked through them. Is this really dream walking? This place doesn’t feel or seem familiar to me. Then why am I here? This haunting place smells of nothing but death.

The cold wind suddenly came and a chill shot up my spine. Suddenly it felt like I could feel someone breathing down my neck. The hairs at the back of my neck stood alert and I twirled my eyes searching the empty woods.

"Hello?" I said but I don’t hear my own voice which only makes it more creepy. I begin to rethink the situation. Whatever this is, I need to wake up. I didn’t know how to wake up after being pulled into this so I ran further into the woods hoping that I would find an end. There is always an end... I just have to reach it.

The air got thicker, so thick that I could see the fog, black fog covering the area, leading towards a path, like it was calling to me. Without having a second thought I followed where the dark fog led and then I saw it, just across the river were shadows assembled in a hooded being, it’s formless but the way the shadows wrapped around it looked like a hooded being, it eerily and it got my heart thundering in my chest.

Just from here, I can feel how fear of the unknown grips me, that shadow is not just random. It’s something. Something dark, something lifeless. It feels like doom. and Suddenly there were hushed whispers of words I couldn’t follow, speaking directly to my ears. Increased by volume and speed until it felt like something was being conjured.

And then I saw her.

I could tell it was her because of her hair and body. She stood in the embrace of the shadow, now holding a scythe, the shadow cloaked her like a blanket of comfort. I had a strange feeling that if I was one there instead of her my soul would have sucked out. But she stood without trepidation but that didn’t stop me from agonizing for her sake.

That is death. She will die if she stays there longer. It was inevitable.

I called to her but there was no hope because everything remained soundless, cold, heavy, and gloomy. But I didn’t give up.

I felt a pulse surge through me like the whole area became alive. I think she senses me, and when she faces me fully. I blinked.

Hayden?

She said something back at me, my name too. I shouted her name but it was voiceless. I can’t reach her. She pointed not to me but behind and when I turned pure ruby eyes looked at me.

There was a mirror in front of me but it wasn’t my reflection.

It’s Luther.

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I gasped awake and flashed my eyes, my body shook from some aftershock or maybe because of what ended my dream.

"Hey, it’s okay, it’s just me" hearing the deep voice. I darted my eyes to Dace who stared at me with a worried look. I settled back on the bed sighing in relief knowing I was awake. I held his hand on mine tightly bringing it to my chest and keeping it in a death hold.

"You’re cold," he said with narrowed eyes and I only noticed until I shivered. He pulled me to his frame and wrapped his arms around me and I relaxed in his hold, burying my face in his chest and taking a whiff of his scent. Whatever gloomy feeling excited my body instantly. And all I could feel was his warmth, his heat, his heartbeat, and everything that is Dace Devereaux that is all I need right now.

The feeling of his hand running up and down my head showed me just how gentle Dace is becoming, he doesn’t realize it yet but I know. It melts my heart just thinking about it, knowing there’s a chance for his humanity.

It gives me hope that I didn’t destroy him completely that night. This Dark Alpha he became, becoming a menace to the supernatural was all because of me and I knew in my heart that was never what he was supposed to become. It weighs on for every single day like an anchor pulling me down to the deepest part of the water.

"Do you need a hot bath?"

"No" I shook my head. "Your heat is all I need" I held so tightly, like he would disappear if I released the pressure.

"What did you dream about?" he finally broke the silence.

He’s not moving away. Does this mean he’s no longer angry at me again?

"Just a dream," I said, it was different from my nightmares, I am not sure this one is. It’s different. "I saw someone I knew" I pulled from him so I could look him in the eye. His eyes were another thing that gave me comfort too.

"Who?"

"Hayden"

"Hayden?"

I began to wonder about her and what happened to her after my death. She was the one who told me death greets me so naturally she thinks I am dead. Or she doesn’t remember you like the rest.

I sighed. "Just a friend I knew once" I wanted to tell him I saw Luther too but that would only ruin the mood. And besides it is just a dream right?

"Are you sure you’re alright?"

I brought my eyes back to him not knowing I had spaced out. "I’m fine" I forced a smile and rethought what I said. Of course, he won’t buy it, he can feel my emotions after all. "Just feeling tired, that’s all," the truth, my body feels so strained like I ran a whole mile and back. My muscles ache too.

I paused and then finally got to look around the room. This is Dace’s room. "Shouldn’t we be on the plane?"

"We landed two hours ago"

"What?"

"You were so deep in sleep... I couldn’t wake you"

"Oh," I couldn’t help but smile. "So you carried me back to the mansion. I’m touched"

"Hmm," he made a sound only and my smile slowly faded. He’s still moody.

"Drink" he gives me a glass of water and I happily take a drink. My throat feels so dry.

He rose to his feet and I noticed he had changed to a simple t-shirt and jeans. So I looked at my body covered with the comforter but I pulled it away. I was now in some shorts and his long sleeve shirt. I blushed.

"Just as I thought I missed out on the fun"

"What?" I snapped my eyes back to him.

"Your brother Grayson"

Oh shit!

I sat up abruptly. "What happened to him?" I rasped. "Did you hurt him?"

"I am confused about why my sister decided to keep him in her suite. Under her protection. I should count myself lucky I let Singe stay behind. The chaos was unavoidable"

So that’s why Singe stayed behind. I was beginning to wonder why he didn’t follow his Alpha as he should.

"I see" I cleared my throat. "You didn’t hurt him did you?"

"I am tempted"

"Dace please"

"Did you know?"

"Yes"

"Then why the fuck is he with my sister?" he demands. Its all deju vu again but now he knows nothing of Grayson, this will only make he hostile.

I opened my mouth but I couldn’t possibly find the right word. But my silence was all he needed.

He mumbled a mantra of fuck and match to the door. "Wait!" I called but it was hard to keep up with his long and fast strides. My heart hammered as I dashed to the elevator but before I could get to it the doors shut closed.