"Well you have to explain it to me a bit more in order to confirm if it's a bond or not", I replied.

"Just tell me the name!", she argued.

I crossed my arms, "not until you explain it! Just a few minutes ago something strange happened".

Adira took a deep breath in and threw her hands in the air as in surrender. "Fine, fine".

I uncomfortably lay back on my pillow.

"A bond is a connection between two things. Well two people in this case. Bond can refer to a physical or emotional restraint. A close and lasting relationship between people".

"And so who is this guy?".

I looked at her timidly. "Cyan".

Her eyes widen. " You are the halfer from the prophecy", she whispered. "This will sure be your downfall".

"What?".

"prophecy", she repeated with a higher tone of voice.

"No, no. I heard what you said but what do you mean by my downfall?", I asked.

"Two individuals with love for the other so strong it is impossible to define using words alone. Actions and touch relay more to their partner than any word. They are miserable when they are not together". Adira clutch her hands together to symbolize the tie between the two individuals. Then she parted them. "They are as close to a perfect mate as is possible. But you are to be doomed within the relationship, to be opposed by fate".

"So we are doomed if we get together?".

"Yes but once you are together the feelings are so intense that you feel that you could never part again". She smiled as she looked out into the distant, falling back on her bed in a dramatic way.

"It makes no sense the prophecy said a halfer and ice Weaver will unite to take back what has been taken from him. I don't understand". I sighed. It was of a soft deflation; it was as if a tension had lifted yet left me with a melancholy instead of relief.

"You need to listen carefully", Adira added.

"what do you mean?", I said, averting her gaze.

"Who said they were lovers? The prophecy only, specifically tells of a union to take back what has been snatched from the ice weaver's hand. If a love blossoms between the two, fate will suitably not lean to their favor of their bonded love for one another".

"Why not?!".

"I'm not an astrologist, I'm just saying what the prophecy said".

"Well some stupid prophecy or fate can't determine my future with him. We are in control of that".

Wait why should I even care? He's getting married to Darla. That prophecy will surely not come to pass. Besides it will be a whole heavy burden I will not need to carry. Me take back what belongs to Cyan's family? As if.

"Hello snap out of it", Adira snapped her fingers in front of me.

"What?".

"I asked what was the weird strange thing that happened to you earlier?".

"Oh, forget it. It's nothing of importance".

She looked at me quizzically. "Are you sure?".

"Yeah yeah".

"Well", Adira got up from her bed, giving a long stretch. "I'm heading out to get a drink. What me to bring you any back?".

I stretched my hand in front of her in disgust. "Yuck! No way. You know I'm anti blood".

She shrugged. "Suit yourself".

Slipping into her shoes she stepped out of the room. Leaving me in the dark room with my thoughts.

The next few days came like a blur. My thoughts became tormentors, a torture I couldn't bare. At times of my working days or training they would cease. But in just taking a pause to give them the slightest attention they will fly in like birds who have found a place to eat.
Not knowing anything of my mother or brother or if I ever was going back was my biggest torment. It was on my mind day and night not able to be freed from it. Not only did these worried thoughts come to mind but a few too many times have my mind been begging me to have a taste of blood. Every day it would just whisper, blood. Just a small taste. Without my strength and willingness to fight to see my family again, I would of become crazy.

"So you are finally going to company me for a drink".

I rolled my eyes. "I said I would come with you, not have a drink with you".

Adira let out a snort of laughter that echoed down the hall.

"Eww shut that pig of a laugh you have".

Adira turned on her heel. "Shut it Marco before I take away your eternal life stand".

"What?".

"That's right, you'll be seven feet under ground if you keep up with your stupid ass remarks".

"Whatever", he said shrugging his shoulders and continuing down the hall.

My own laughter then echoed down the hall.

"What are you laughing at?", Adira asked, frowning her eyebrows.

I waved a hand in front of her face as I bend over wiping a tear of laughter with my other hand.

She ignored me and persisted to the room. I soon followed.

Once I inhaled the scent, every hair on my body stood up. All I wanted to do was attack, devour, eat, drink.

"You sure you not up for a drink?", Adria had asked, raising up her cup.

I was trying to fight my every urge but I couldn't. I had given in. "Sure I'll have one drink".

I was handed a cup and I stared at the scarlet thick blood.

Take it! Drink it, my mind screamed. It will ease you. Without thinking twice I gulped it down. Every nerve, every thought had eased down. The tension of earlier was gone. I closed my eyes letting limbs fall loose and tilted my head backward. Enjoying the flavor.
Suddenly I felt a pain in my gums. I brought my head forward, placing my index finger inside. Something was pushing through them. Fangs.
Once I inhaled I felt like I was not in controlled anymore. All I wanted was to suck someone's vein. My eyes became like a scanner, scanning the room for a victim. They landed on a young handsome man who had slit his wrist on purposely to give a cup of blood to a girl.
The blood flowed so freely from his wrist. Thick droplets falling into the cup and I wanted every bit of it.
I wieved my way through the crowd. Both were on a stool facing each other. She was ready for him to fill up the cup to her wanting measure. Without hesitating I pushed her out her seat. She turned around in surprised and I showed my fangs at her in threat. She looked down at my neck, noticing the necklace. She glared and stormed away.
I took her seat. The handsome guy picked up the cup and stretch it out in front of me. I shook my head, pushing the cup out of his hand. The blood flowed on the concrete floor. Licking my lips, I took a grip of his wrist.

He gave me a smirk and I dug my fangs into his wrist. The sensation was remarkable. Everything seemed to calm down, yet accelerate in a good way. I wanted more more and more. I continued to suck. Feeling the warm blood go down my throat.
I pulled away in order to get some air, and I watched as he heavily took his breaths. Once I was ready for more I leaned in but he stopped me.

"No, no. My turn now", he grinned.

Without waiting for my answer he scuttled, taking a grip of my neck. Moving my hair aside he dug his fangs into my vein. I moaned in pain but I enjoyed it.

He lasted another few seconds before pulling away. I touched the blood that oozed from my neck. His lips were dripping of my blood. I some how found him sexier that way.
I want to pull away before I lose myself but I couldn't seem to. Before I knew it I threw myself on him. Our lips touched becoming a savage kiss. I ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between us. He nuzzled my bloody neck. Kissing and licking the blood off. My hormones were raging like crazy and all I wanted was sex. I then felt a sharp pain on my neck. He had dug his fangs into my neck again. Giving me a satisfaction. I wrapped my leg around his waist. Bringing my lips close to his neck. I can feel the beating of his artery and I wanted so bad to have a taste. Before I could dig my fangs into it I was yanked away.

I was being hold by huge arms. I turned my face to the one holding me, showing off my fangs at them in anger.

"Oh shove those back inside you don't scare me".

I retrieved them back in. "Duncan? What are you doing?".

"Taking you away before you loose yourself".

"What?! Let go off me!". I started to twiddle in his grip.

"No".

"I swear Duncan if you don't let go of me you will be sorry!".

He ignored my threat.

Soon Adira appeared, stomping her way to the guy. "Do you know who she is?! How dare you take advantage!".

The guy stood up, glaring down at Adira, who was half his height.

"What you gonna do glare at me to death?".

He took a step forward. "I wanna see you try", Duncan warned.

The guy retrieved his step and walked away.

Adira turned around, taking in a deep breath. "We got to get you to the room".

"damn you both", I scowled.

This was some crazy side to Sienna right? Lol she doesn't have self control at all.