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Chapter Thirty Seven

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~Faye

Grasping the styrofoam cup in my hand, I splash it across T's face.

It shocks him awake, but the moment he attempts to sit up, he falls back onto the bed again. He looks almost paralysed, his muscles seizing, his facial expression seemingly the only part of him that is moving. I kneel on his bed beside him, shaking his shoulders gently, hoping for something.

"T, we need to get out of here," I mutter frantically, glancing over my shoulder as if that woman might walk in at any second.

His dark eyes shift to mine, no longer blank and devoid of attention. He is focusing on me. It takes a few minutes for him to completely come back to his senses. However, he doesn't leave behind the grogginess and daze the drugs as he stumbles to his feet.

"You actually came for me," he says, eyes blinking rapidly as if he can't believe I'm in his presence.

I nod, snatching his hand. "And I don't need to ask if last night was real."

The moment I woke up, I realised that it can't have been anything but real. It was something about the way my lips felt, even after the simplicity of the kiss. It's the reason why I have so much confidence in coming here and getting him out of here. A part of me knows I have to believe him.

"How are we supposed to get out of here?" T questions, eyes frantically taking in the situation, still swaying from the remnants of the poison. I'm curious what was used on him, but I don't dare ask.

I hadn't thought that far ahead.

"You can't get passed Alden," I tell him. "He is waiting for me upstairs. He might be getting suspicious as it is."

T sits down on the edge of the bed, saving his energy. "I can use some of Time's powers to get out. He has only a small amount, but if it's between life or death, it is worth using it right now."

"Has the poison worn off?" I question.

"It fades quickly. They will be back in three hours for another dose. By then, I'm sure I will be gone," he tells me, wiping at his brow. He may be deteriorating, but at least that poison is out of his system. I will worry about the effects of it later, when he is safe and out of Alden's hands.

I back toward the door. "Do what you need to. As long as you get out of here."

***

If Alden was suspicious of me, he didn't show it.

He let me leave with few words spoken between us. I'm not yet sure how I feel about him at this point. There is so much on my mind. Cal, T, the person still lingering in my mind, controlling me whenever they deem necessary. My first step is to ensure that T is safe, and then find out what is to happen after that.

By the time I made it back to the Independence Pack, I was exhausted and on the borderline of insanity. My worry for T's whereabouts has manifested in my mind. I had no idea when I first met him that he would worry me so much in the future.

I found T completely safe and utterly alive in my bedroom.

My first reaction was to run and jump at him excitedly. But I refrain. Each time I look at him now, I see a crazed immortal that puts a great amount of people in danger. Even if my mate is truly there, as the vessel for two immortals. It makes me nervous, regardless. So I stand next to the door, unsure of what I should do.

"He's not well," T murmurs. He's clutching his chest. "Neither of them are."

I know what he is talking about. Time and Thought. I'm not yet sure if their health bothers me so much. T's is the only one I care about at this point.

"Is that bad?" I ask.

T looks grave. "The poison focused on both of them, rather than me. Time no longer has any power, which has angered him. Now his plan can no longer commence. Who knows what he is going to do now."

"What was his plan originally?" I question warily.

T pats the bed beside him, an unspoken motion for me to come sit next to him. "You may want to sit down for this. That is, if you want me to explain everything to you. There's a lot. So much so I don't blame me if you want me out of here the moment you hear it. Even if we are mates."

I don't any move to sit next to him. If I'm being completely honest, I don't trust him. Well, I don't trust the mind inside his own. Who knows what they could do.

T seems to catch on quite quickly. "I'm not going to hurt you, if that's what you're worried about. And neither will Thought or Time. I wouldn't let them, and they would never do it anyway. You're not their problem."
A part of me knows nothing will happen. Only because if they wanted me dead, I would be. He could have struck when I least expected it, and it would be over. So tentatively, I step toward him, sitting beside him. Not too close though. Enough where if I need to, I can make a dash for the door.

"If there is anything you would like to ask, go ahead," T says gently. He respectfully allows me to keep my space, not closing in or going to touch me at all.

I don't know where to start.

I take a deep breath. "Why did you come here in the first place? If you didn't want to kill me, if you didn't want anything to do with me, then why? If Time and Thought didn't want anything to do with me, then why?"

"Because I'm horribly selfish," T murmurs, swallowing uncomfortably.

My breath vanishes. I know exactly what that means, I don't need him to explain it. He came here because he knew I was his mate. That's it. I can tell by the guilt in his eyes. I can barely fathom what that means. It's been months since I first met him. Since he first appeared on my bed, knife in hand.

"How did you know we were mates?" I ask. "Fate tell you?"

He nods.

"I was going to tell you, once this had all died down. Once I had completely removed Time and Thought from my mind. Once that happened, I would be back for you. Clearly things didn't work in the way I intended. When I came here, my goal was to get Cal as far away from you as possible. Again, not everything has turned out as I intended," T explains.

"Things still don't make sense," I say. He never once acted like my mate during the time he was detained in my prison. At least not what I ever noticed."

"Let me jog your memory," he says gently. "Do you remember the first time we met? I'm unsure if you ever questioned it, but the first appearance of Time's power that I used in your presence happened that night. You watched me walk through your front door, and in the few seconds you walked toward your room, I appeared there."

Blinking rapidly, I'm suddenly struck with the memory of that night. I hadn't questioned it. At all. A part of me assumed they were two different Silent's yet now, I know that was foolish of me.

"Tell me more."

"A small detail you won't remember, was when you commented once on how damp my hair was, like I had washed. I hadn't. In fact, I had travelled back in time because the first time I encountered you, Cal was awake, and armed. I had to rearrange time and come back later. It was raining that night. When I appeared the cell, I had spent a significant amount of time in the rain. Not important, but I thought that maybe you would like to know that."

My mouth falls open. I do remember that. It was the first moment I was mesmerised with his hair. It's always fascinated me, for some unknown reason.

"Of course there are many instances where I had used power. Never maliciously. Most of the time it was Time's doing, not my own. I can't just tap into his power without his full compliance. As much as I wish that wasn't the case, this has all been building up to one thing he wishes to achieve," T explains.

I'm left speechless, so much information attacking my brain at once.

"Are you going to tell me?" I ask.

"First, I thought you would like to understand the reasoning behind your headaches," T says. I frown. I've assumed this entire time that the headaches are the cause of whoever has been controlling me. Does this mean he knows who it is?

I clench my jaw. "Feel free to explain."

"Thought and I have been working to keep this person out of your head. It has had its effects on you." he explains.

My eyes widen.

T watches me earnestly. "Thought is here to help you. And so am I."

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