My eyes widened with shock. My cheeks heating up. I felt my hands start to tremble and my knees started to shake uncontrollably. I sucked in my breath and turned away from him. Were my ears playing a trick on me?
"I love you, Skye." Jace repeated, his deep voice soft and raw, filled with such emotion.
I didn't know how I should feel. My heart was melting, yet at the same time, I had a mixture of anger and betrayal burning up inside of me. I looked up at the sky, the moon hidden behind a group of scattered gray clouds. I let out a shaky laugh, my voice weak.
"How do I know this isn't just another lie?"
I felt a gust of wind blow onto my back, and after one second, he stood in front of me. I fixed my eyes onto the muddy ground, unable to meet his piercing blue eyes. I felt his cold hands caress my cheeks, wiping away my tears. He then took hold of my right hand, placing the palm of my hand gently on his chest, right where his heart was. A blinding white light flashed, and suddenly a wave of feelings was being transferred into me. I let out my breath, my eyes meeting his as I felt the connection of the bond. He hadn't been lying about it, yet I still couldn't believe it. At least, not for now. He had betrayed me, hurt me, and this wasn't going to go away soon.
"I-" I started, my voice cracking.
I took a step back away from him, running my hand through my tangled brown hair, feeling frustrated.
"I don't trust you anymore." I felt hurt, so hurt.
A hard expression appeared in those beautiful eyes of his. The look disappeared as fast as it appeared. He took a step toward me, the smirk that I knew too well appearing on his face. He tangled his long fingers into my hair, bringing his mouth right next to my ear. His icy breath sent a tingle down my spine.
"Then I'll just have to work hard to make you trust me again," he whispered.
I closed my eyes. Emotions exploded deep within me. God, I was so confused. The corners of my lips lifted into a sad smile.
"Good luck with that." I said softly.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a warm, comfortable hug. I closed my eyes, not moving. He rested his chin on my head, stroking my hair.
"I'm so sorry, Skye." His voice was filled with such regret, that I almost wanted to assure him that everything was alright. "I'll never hurt you like that again. I promise."
We stood there for, like what seemed like eternity, both silent, yet deep in thoughts.
"What are we going to do now?" My voice was muffled.
His arms dropped to his sides, and he looked away from me.
"We can't go back to your mother."
I frowned. "Why not?"
"The council already knows about her whereabouts."
That hit me like a slap in the face. I felt panicked.
"Is she safe?"
He nodded. "For now."
I let out a sigh of relief. Even though I had only spent a small amount of time with my mother, she had grown on me, and I didn't want anything to happen to her.
"Where will we go, then?"
His face became expressionless, and I knew that something was bugging him.
"There is only one place where we can go. One place, where the Council cannot enter," he said slowly, glancing at me.
I raised my eyebrows. "And where is that?"
A look of disgust covered his face.
"We're entering werewolf territory," he said, his voice clipped.
I couldn't help but feel a sharp pang in my heart. Did Jace hate werewolves this much? Wasn't I half were, anyway?
We were standing in front of a different forest, and for some odd reason, the trees seemed to have a golden glow on them. The night sky was dotted with stars, dazzling bright. The air was warm and humid, and I couldn't help but feel slightly more relaxed. Jake turned toward me, taking my hand in his.
"What are you-"
He flipped my hand over, looking at my wrist. I felt my eyes widen. There was a light brown paw mark on it, one that I had never seen my entire life before.
"What is this?" I breathed.
Jake's gaze hardened.
"All werewolf royalty have this symbol on their wrist. It's what differs them from regular werewolves."
We were silent for a moment.
"Is this where they live?" I pointed deep into the forest.
He nodded. "This is where the Lavinda Tribe lives, the one where your father came from."
I felt a sharp pang in my heart at the mention of him.
"Wait, does that mean that my father is here?"
He opened his mouth, hesitating. "Yes."
I looked at my hands. The council had known where the Lavinda Tribe was all this time, while mother had no idea where my father was. I couldn't help but feel a little angry. She didn't deserve this. She had every right to know where he was.
Jace lifted his hand, and with a click, shot a bright blue bolt up into the sky.
"What are you doing?" I still felt unsettled by his powers, even after all this time.
"I'm telling the tribe that we're here."
Before a minute had even passed, I could already see creatures emerging from the forest. They were still in wolf form, their silver and golden eyes glowing eerily under the moonlight. They were traveling in a pack, and right in the middle, was a wolf with snowy white fur and golden eyes, slightly darker than mine. I couldn't help but have the feeling that we resembled each other closely in wolf form, except that, that wolf looked much larger and much more powerful. They came to a stop just a small distance away from us, regarding us silently. The white wolf started to shimmer, and before I even knew it, a tall middle-aged man stood in front of us. He had tanned skin, broad shoulders and soft-looking golden eyes. He had dark brown hair and had a tattoo of the moon on his right arm. On his wrist was exactly the same paw print that I had. Jace took a step forward cautiously.
"What brings a vampire royal to Lavinda territory?" The man's voice rumbled, sounding powerful, yet curious at the same time.
"You've all heard of the hybrid, haven't you?" Jace looked at them expectantly, and it amazed me how calm his voice sounded.
The man's eyes widened for a second, then he glowered at Jace.
"Don't tell me you brought her here," he snarled, his dark gaze suddenly flickering to me.
I bit my lip, my heart pounding.
"You've gone over the line. Bringing that thing here, you're trying to get yourself killed," he hissed as the other werewolves howled in agreement.
Suddenly, Jace's hand was on my wrist, flipping it over.
"She isn't just any hybrid. She has werewolf royalty running through her blood," he announced.
The man's face paled, and the werewolves grew silent.
"How?" He demanded with disbelief.
Jace narrowed his eyes at the leader. "You wouldn't happen to know Esmeralda Elizabeth Verata, would you?"
The man's eyes widened, his golden eyes filled with such sadness that it almost hurt too much to watch.
"What does Esmeralda have to do with the hybrid?"
My heart stopped. This werewolf knew Esmeralda?
"She is her mother, and as far as I can tell, you are her father."
Hey everyone! I'm so sorry for my disappearance! To be honest, I've been having a pretty hard time in school. I just started grade 9, and things have been upside down, not to mention that I get so much homework that it almost kills me. Anyhow, I'm back to writing now. Please tell me what you thought! Thanks!
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