BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 479: Phone

Chapter 479: Phone

It’s not real, it was just a depiction of a very traumatizing experience and yet it haunts me till this day, as fresh as the day it happened, to be teleported to that exact anguish and pain, completely paralyzed by the dangers in your head is a terrifying feeling, to be a prisoner of the nightmares conjure in your head felt like a cage, confined in a box with no windows. It had been like that for five years... I remained imprisoned in my head while still trying to hold onto reality.

Time moved on but I didn’t. I was stuck in a past that had forgotten about me, I still crave what it offered, what I lost, and what I ruined with my very hands, constantly tormenting myself. I was alive on the surface but I was dead within. Not until I found my anchor back again.

Dipping in the lake was the scariest because it reminded me of the dark ocean, but Dace helped me through it, showing me what was real instead, his touch, his voice, and the sound of his heartbeat, it went on for hours as he imprinted what was before me, not just him but the world around me, the skies, the sunlight against my face, he told me to feel the warmth against my skin instead of just ignoring it, the soft wind against my skin, the sounds of wildlife and what nature held to its truest.

Even the cold... he told me not to be afraid of it but to embrace it as a part of nature. There is coldness, hotness and then there’s just in between, these are the things that remind you that you’re still alive, that things aren’t lost to you and you’re just experiencing it in a whole different way, in all these they remain the same and they become what tethered you to this world.

He taught me things as he did with his Pride. He taught me how to embrace reality, how to feel it, and how to hold onto it, to separate dreams from reality. All these pulled me from the dark hole, I’m not completely out of it yet but I feel myself coming out of it bit by bit, with his hand holding onto my own and slowly navigating me towards the light.

I stood before the mirror, green eyes staring back at me, I hated what I saw before and then embraced all the imperfect sides, I was nothing but a living shell, always cold and lost but now I felt extraordinary warmth flooding into me.

I slowly raised my shirt and steeled myself to look at my scar, it was always a gruesome trigger for me, feeling his sabertooth as they pierced me open but now I can’t help but giggle at the amount of hickeys he left there. Each time when he worshiped my body he would always go there, I would attempt to shy away but he held me down and treated that part with love, maybe it was his way of apologizing, leaving a dozen kisses and bites. For some reason it made it easier to look at the scar, now all I see are fresh bites.

Giggling to myself once again, I reach for the drawer to search for the phone Singe gave me. I need to make a call and tell them about our extended vacation and also to check if Hayden’s okay. I had a feeling she was still unconscious, I just needed to know if her health was being monitored, I’m worried about her.

"Where is it?" I murmured, I was sure I dropped it here, or was it on the nightstand? But it wasn’t there either. Fuck! I’m clumsy! Where did I keep the damn thing?

"What are you looking for?"

I jumped at Dace’s gravel voice behind me, I did not sense him behind at all. "P-Phone" I stammered like a teenager before a blush crept up my cheeks. Jesus, I feel like a teen with all the weird hormones. "S-Sorry" I licked my lips.

He chuckled deeply before closing the distance between us. "For what?"

"My cringy side is coming back up"

He pulled some strands of my strawberry blonde hair behind my ear. "I love your cringy side, show them or not doesn’t matter"

I blushed at his words, I know he doesn’t mind me turning into a full-blown teenager overnight but it still gives me the ick. "Um... have you seen my phone?"

His eyelid twitches. "Phone"

"Yes," I turned back to the drawer in search of it. "Singe gave me a phone, I need to check up on Hayden, did you see it?" The sound of my rattle around the corner of the space filled the room, showing how desperate I was to find it.

"No"

I sighed, then I must have carelessly dumped it somewhere, great job Emma! "Can you mind-link Emilia?" I turned to him again, he was looking right at me but at the same time, he wasn’t. Was he even in the position for a mind-link? I shouldn’t have asked "You know what don’t worry about it know you need time"

"I’ll try," he said before walking out of the room, I blinked confused.

Did I do something wrong?

~

Dinner was strangely silent, only the sound of my spoon on the plate, Dace just watched me from the other side of the table, his plate untouched. His gaze was unreadable too, these were the moments I wished I could get a read on him, to understand what was going on in that handsome head of his. It felt like he was a stranger right now and I hated that thought. So I decided to break the silence.

"Not hungry?" I asked but he didn’t answer. "Dace?" My heart slammed loudly in my chest, I sat up straight without breaking eye contact, and neither did he. The more he looked like that, the more it triggered something inside me, I can’t explain it. "Dace!"

He blinked not once but twice. A smile found his lips. "Yes, baby girl?"

I gulped. "A-Are you alright? You’re not eating"

"I am," he said, grabbing his spoon. He began eating but it didn’t stop my concern. Now I’m convinced I didn’t do anything wrong.

Something doesn’t feel right.