Chapter 84 CHAPTER 84
ALIRA'S POV
The sun was never this harsh back on Earth, and I hate to say I missed something about that place. It was hell for me, not that this new planet is any better but at least my body found solace in it when it wasn't being threatened with death.
That thought was like a rope and it began pulling other thoughts into my head.
The doctor's appointment.
Principal Draco's command not to go anywhere.
Of course, I ran out, my body was about to make me do something stupid.
I remembered my encounter with Zade, and my body shivered.
And the thread pulled further, to his sister's voice.
To my panic, to his desire to show me off to everyone without knowing the dilemma I was in.
I sat up slowly from the cloud-like bed, wincing in pain and discomfort as the sudden flash of that attack hit me.
My body seized and I fell, crumbling to the ground in panic.
The leech.
The darkness wrapping around me like hands, pulling me under
My body seized and I fell, crumbling to the ground in panic.
The impact jarred my bones but I barely felt it through the terror flooding my system.
I couldn't breathe.
Why couldn't I breathe?
My hands clawed at my throat, searching for the shadow that had wrapped around it, choking me, draining me. But I didn't touch it feel anything, instead of the slimy texture of the leech, my hands met with my throat and I scratched, still.
Only managing to hurt myself and spill blood.
The room spun around me, walls tilting at impossible angles.
My vision tunnelled, darkness creeping in at the edges and my consciousness fading in and out.
What the hell is happening to me? Why can't I control my body? What if I let out those strange powers Zade had warned me to hide? I could tell I was in Principal Draco's house but I didn't know if he was going to be allowed to keep my secret considering his position.
Still, all my attempts to regain control of my body were futile, my mind was in control and it was convinced that we're still in trouble.
I tried to stand but my legs wouldn't hold me; tried to scream but my throat had locked up completely.
My heart was hammering so hard against my ribs I thought it might actually break through.
I tried the normal technique that Momma had taught me, which had always worked but it felt like I was running down a steel heel with nothing slowing down the impact.
Still, I forced myself to count.
I counted because I didn't know what else to do, I was aware of every single feeling my body was going through but I couldn't do anything about it.
The suffering and panic and fear were a whirlwind in my head and body but I kept counting.
I was at fifteen when I heard footsteps, it sounded like it was coming from a mile away. I reached forward, but everything hurt so I rolled back into the fetal position I was occupying before, protecting myself from my own mind.
The leech won't leave, even though I wasn't in that forest path again so far yet close to the library. Even in this beautiful room with the sunlight beaming down on me, the leech still found me and it was burrowed where I couldn't fight it.
My subconscious.
The footsteps increased, panic in their rhythm and soon, the door burst open.
"Alira!"
It was Principal Draco's voice, filled with panic.
“Shit,” another voice cursed.
I thought he was a figment of my imagination but Florian was really back.
I tried to respond but nothing came out except a choked gasp.
He was beside me in seconds, his hands catching mine, pulling them away from my throat.
"Stop. You're hurting yourself. Alira, look at me."
I couldn't, despite how hard I tried, I just couldn't. My reality was clashing with what was happening in my head and I hated it so much.
I couldn't see anything except darkness and shadows and that thing wrapping around me again.
"She's having a panic attack," Florian rightly deduced. "We need to calm her down before she hurts herself worse."
Good luck trying because my own mind was tumbling on itself and trying to protect me by trying to kill me.
The leech will be so elated.
Draco's hands framed my face, forcing my head up.
"Look at me dear, breathe. Just breathe. You're safe. The leech is gone. You killed it, you're so damn powerful and you did what three men usually struggle to do. So allow yourself relax. You're here with me and you're safe."
“He's right,” it was Florian, “I saw it seconds before it happened. You tore through that shit like a warrior. I was scared before that you might not make it with the little time you have here and how much your Chi was bound but baby girl your core is so powerful that even without your Chi, you can break boundaries. You're stronger than any dragon kin I know and you have won this battle already. Don't let the memories imprison you. Reality is way better.”
My heart raced faster as he spoke to me. His hand wrapped around my form from the back and I was sandwiched between both of them.
Like a flash of lightning, I was rejected from the malady in my head and I blinked hard and fast.
I didn't have to wonder why I was delivered so quickly.
The two men who saved my life by some miracle were sitting on both sides of me, their hands clutching me protectively, panic in their eyes and their concerned fingers rubbing circles on different parts of my body.
“Welcome back, Alira,” Principal Draco muttered, his head on mine.
“You're with us now, you're free from its clutches, safe,” Florian added, sending shivers down my spine.
My pussy clenched, and my brain sparked with panic of a different kind. Florian's hand massaging my neck sent waves of desire through me and Principal Draco’s soothing rubs on my thigh went directly to my cunt.
They can smell arousal, fuck, they can smell my arousal!
I jerked up and began moving in their arms. They still tried to hold me, probably thinking I was still having a panic attack but all it did was stir my hormones higher.
“Thank you so much, I'm fine now,” I said, my voice hoarse and strained.
“What? How…” Principal Draco looked lost for a second, his eyes completely different, obsidian and looking at me like I was the last meal on this magical planet.
I swerved and turned to look at Florian too, hoping for reprieve from this thing holding us all and he was worse.
His flawless skin glistened with beads of sweat, small pants escaped his wet lips, his blonde hair fell across his face and he didn't even bother to take it up, and his eyes…
They were snakelike, and in the middle, the normally hazel colour was now a molten gold.
And it was set on me, predatory.
Instead of fear, excitement and desire ran through my body, ignoring the danger signs I was getting from these nearly animalistic men.