Chapter 208: CHAPTER TWO HUNDRED AND EIGHT

“What did you do?” She asked the moment she got out of her car four hours later.

I'd tried so many things in the time frame it took her to get here and it was already near midnight.

“I refused to sign the agreement with your father again after we burnt it, so he hung them up there, and I fear something is wrong; Octavio is changing color,” I noted, my voice heavy with emotion.

I was tired and hungry, and I could swear a live band was performing in my head because the migraine was extreme.

I watched as she watched me with wary eyes, obviously upset at me for my actions.

I completely understood where she was coming from; I didn't have siblings who I could feel protective over, but I knew she blamed me for the position her brother was in right then, and she was absolutely correct to feel that way.

If I'd simply insisted on the devil waiting till Alaric got back to discuss everything, I would have been able to make clearer decisions. However, at that moment, I wasn't capable of seeing anything beyond the betrayal of marking me. I'd not seen any other perspective beyond that in over a month or more. I felt betrayed but in place of that, now I felt guilty.

So Kora had all the right to be upset; I wasn't worth all of this drama anyway.

She walked over to where they hung, looking at the sack that had begun getting colored as the night grew thicker.

She then stepped backward and then raised her hands midair, and opened her mouth, about to say something, but she looked towards me instead.

“Move out of the way if you don't want to become termite food,” she warned, and I jolted, running away from under them and standing all the way behind her.

As she began chanting and sending tiny insects in their droves at the thick sack, I realized I'd never really seen her display her powers. Unlike Alaric, who thought about what he wanted, and it happened, she had to speak hers into existence.

Hopefully, her words gave those insects instructions not to eat the people they were trying to rescue.

Her language was unlike anything I'd ever heard and it made my skin heat up as she continued, power rippling through her as minutes passed on.

I noticed some of the insects were falling over, lots of them actually and she just kept speaking into it, bringing them out of nowhere and pouring into the sack.

Finally, a hole large enough to fit a pinky was created in the sack, and they both took in a large gulp of air, sucking the material into their noses.

I could feel the pain written in their eyes as they fumbled around for more air. They may be spiritual and all, but in this form, they were still limited.

I wished I could open a portal on my body to give Alaric my essence right then so he could tear through the sack from inside.

But all we could do was wait as Kora redirected the termites to that one spot that opened and they began tearing it further.

Finally, after an uncomfortable thirty minutes, Alaric's leg tore through the sack and he dragged himself out frantically, falling down on the ground with a scream, an unconscious Octavio following behind his trail.

“You can drive, right?” Kora asked me, looking around the place like she was scared something was going to pop out of the bushes. If I didn't have this ice in my veins, I'd be scared too.

The darkness was silent, and we were the only ones here; even the security guards were sleeping.

I shook my head no to her.

“I wasn't allowed to learn,” I lied to her.

I wasn't about to tell her how many times I'd gotten hospitalized while trying to learn how to drive.

She sighed, disappointed and irritated, giving me a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

“Watch over them, I'll get someone to come drive them to the tarmac an hour from here. I've already stayed here too long,” she replied before teleporting to her car.

The grunt I heard from a few feet away from me jolted me into action as I rushed towards Alaric and then towards Octavio who looked like he needed more help.

I was so confused but I was able to put him by his side, going to Alaric immediately afterwards.

Maybe getting him stronger would allow me to keep Octavio alive. He'd be able to carry him to the car if he was energized.

I touched his neck, a tear dropping from my eyes, making me realize that I'd been crying.

I drew him to my body, my cold hitting his very hot and sweaty body.

He'd been deprived of oxygen for four hours and the fact that he's actually breathing now shocked me.

I held his head to my chest, and to my shock, I could literally feel my energy pouring into him. Unlike other times when it didn't have any effect on me, I was actually losing consciousness with each second I held him to me.

“Baby,” he murmured against the crook of my neck, but I didn't respond; I was struggling to breathe steadily as I was panting then.

I felt his hands move from the ground onto my body, slowly and unsure.

He finally realized what was happening because he let out a shocked ‘Fuck!’ before dropping me off his body and jumping backward.

“You stubborn woman!” He groaned, but I wasn't paying attention.

I folded into myself, sleep or unconsciousness, maybe both, at the edge of my vision.

I felt him lift me off the ground and drop me on the passenger side of the car but with the seat drawn back. He strapped me in.

I tried opening my eyes to see him, to be sure he was fine, but I couldn't open my eyes; they were too heavy. I was so worried he wasn't fully healed and was doing all of this but I couldn't get myself to tell him not to worry since Kora was sending someone over.

I heard him open the back door on the other side, probably getting Octavio situated in the car as well.

As I slipped into a deep sleep, I hoped there was a healing elixir somewhere close to us; Octavio didn't look too good.