Chapter 92
“Well, I might be dead anyway soon, so I guess she’ll win this round without any effort,” I said bitterly.
“Hey, don’t lose hope now,” Leon comforted. “Rhys and Arlo are researching your situation, and I’m sure they will come up with something to at the very least try.”
I nodded and we sat in silence for a while until Sawyer got a mindlink saying they needed him at the clinic.
I was grateful that Leon stayed with me, but I also felt bad. I felt like I was wasting his time. But honestly, I didn’t care.
“I know you’re scared, Grace,” Leon said gently once it was just us. “But when I met you, you were in much worse shape than you are now. When we met, I was convinced that maybe you were going to die. But now? Now, you aren’t frail anymore and I’m not worried you’re going to break. You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for. And it sucks because you were given a shit hand, but you have healed and recovered far more than I ever thought possible. I think maybe you’re suppressed abilities are stronger than the bonds, and that’s why you aren’t dead yet. We know nothing about the person who died, and maybe they were strong too, but you have a power that I haven’t seen in anyone else, and maybe it has helped you survive.”
I pondered over his words. I hadn’t thought about it in terms of strength like that. I didn’t think I was very strong, but people kept telling me that my powers were strong enough to break bonds, and blah blah blah. Maybe those words had some merit…
“Do you think Ethan would know anything about this?” I asked, remembering that there was someone that might have some answers about something.
“He hasn’t mentioned it before, but if anyone has some first–hand knowledge, it would be
him.” Leon answered.
“Can I go see him?”
Leon immediately mindlinked Rhys and Rhys must have said okay because next thing I knew we were headed to the dungeons to see Ethan.
Ethan was reading a book in his cot when Leon opened the cell door, and moved my chair
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and his into the cell.
“Grace,” Ethan said in surprise and awe when he saw me. “I didn’t think you would ever come back. You look upset. What can I do for you?”
“I should be dead, right?” I blurted my question out.
Ethan frowned, and Leon immediately went on to explain what I was talking about, so I
didn’t have to.
“So, you’re worried that you are going to die or that you should be dead?” Ethan asked for clarification.
“Both, I guess.” I confessed.
“Well,” Ethan said after a long moment. “Theoretically, when you were bound after the 1st time, yes, there was a potential you could die, and each time after that the potential grew. With multiple bindings the way you received and as young as you received them, you should have died. But miraculously, you didn’t.”
“Who else could have bound Grace, besides Sandra?” Leon wondered aloud, but I only hal listened as Ethan said he didn’t have much interaction with witches. They tended to keep to themselves unless you were looking for them, which was pretty much the same information we already knew.
“I just don’t understand the purpose of repetitive bindings,” Leon said in frustration, bringing me back to the conversation. “Why wasn’t she just killed if she was that feared, or they wanted to punish her that bad?”
“Maybe they needed her to continue the Alpha bloodline… To use her to bear the next generations of Alphas.”
Rhys‘ voice startled me, but his words scared me even more….
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
