Chapter 60 Sixty

Chapter 60 Sixty
Amber
I sighed as Drew wrapped his arm around my shoulder. He was covered in blood—both fresh and dried. Most were his. Some were Dageian’s, and some were mine. Still, I revelled in his embrace as if it were the best thing in the world. Because it was.
“What’s wrong?” Drew asked, and I then realized that my expression was probably distant and suggested that I was deep in thought. We paused as everyone’s eyes and attention drifted to me, and my skin crawled at the memory of Dageian licking my neck after he got rid of the dagger.
The dagger. That occupied my mind subconsciously. From the minute he took it, I knew I had to get it back. I think my veins have surpassed their limit for bleeding into molten gold, and I had no more daggers to spare. Besides, it was hell getting the last one out of the carved wood, so Drew ended up breaking it. Making a new one would take days—that’s enough time for Dageian to wake up in his sociopathic rage and come after us again.
We had to find that dagger.
“The dagger,” I finally mumbled.
“What?” Mason asked with his forehead pulled together in confusion.
“Did you give it to him?” Drew asked in a tone that I didn’t like too much. I threw him a glare, which surprisingly had him flinching back. If this were another situation, I’d probably laugh.
“Yes, I gave it to him,” I hissed. “He had you captive, and you expected me not to?”
“I didn’t mean….”
“You would’ve done the same thing if it were me.”
He sighed before attempting to pull me into a hug, but I shrugged away. “I know, baby. I really do. Sometimes I forget that this mate bond works both ways.”
“Just because you feel it stronger doesn’t mean I don’t feel it at all. Do you have any idea how I felt when I thought you died?” My voice betrayed me by breaking, and his eyes fell even sadder than before. “If you died, you would’ve expected me to move on and be happy, don’t you?” I asked, but he didn’t answer.
He simply hung his head.
“Answer me,” I demanded. I needed to hear him say it.
“Yes,” he said, defeated.
“And if I died, what would you do?”
“I… I’d die on the spot. I wouldn’t be able to go another day.”
“And you expect that it’s any different for me? Sure, the bond has its flaws. If one of us dies, the other won’t be able to go on. Even if we stay alive—”
“We’d barely be living,” he added softly, at which I nodded.
“So how could you possibly think that I’d be stubborn and refuse to give him that dagger when he had you— my mate? How? Did you know that he told me that he’d kill me? And I believed him. He told me that he’d kill you, too. But he said that if I brought him the dagger, I could see you one last time. I could feel you one last time. And I didn’t hesitate, and I didn’t ponder. I’d take that any day over refusing to give him the damn dagger.”
“I know, Amber. I’m so, so sorry.” He reached for me again, and this time I let him hold me. A sob rose from my chest and broke through my lips as his arms wrapped tighter around me. I’ve become such a crybaby over the months.
“I was so scared, Drew,” I admitted. “So, so scared.”
He kissed the top of my forehead, letting his lips linger there for a while. It was like a silent message, more like a promise, that he’d always have me. I felt better after that, even though he didn’t say anything, but he didn’t need to.
As if right on time, the blockage in our bond faded, and I felt all of him. My knees buckled under my weight as our bond was restored. Luckily, Drew’s arms were there to hold me up. The flood of emotions that hit me felt like it was too much. Yet, it felt incredibly wonderful to be connected to him again.
No matter what we’re feeling.
“Damn… Is it weird that I want to find my mate and don’t find her at the same time?” I heard one of the twins whisper, probably to the other.
“Nope,” the second brother replied, and I chuckled a bit before pulling away. Drew and I had all night to catch up, but now, we had a dagger to find.
I pulled a regular dagger from my belt and raised it to the twins. It actually hurt me when they filched back as if they thought I would strike them with it. However, I shook off the feelings before I spoke again.
“There’s a dagger somewhere in this house that resembles this,” I said, and they both relaxed. “We need to find it. That will probably piss off Dageian even more, and he more than likely will come after us when he wakes up. It would be best to be a little prepared. You know? Another one in a million chance to take him down.”
“He has already proved that he’s hard to kill, and we are like pawns in his little game,” Drew added.
“But it would be stupid of us to give in without a fight. Unless one of us is in trouble, we do not yield to Dageian, okay?”
“Do you think he’s hearing?” Mason cocked his head to the side with a curious look on his face as he eyed the now crackling remaining of the fire. He thought of the weirdest things at times.
Still, his question creeped me out, so I sent them on their search. They’re hybrids, so they can search the entire house in probably a few minutes. I prohibited Drew from running at hybrid speed since he was still weak and refused to drink more from me. So, he moved at a regular human pace beside me.
He seemed distant, as if his mind was far away, as we walked in silence. It bugged me to ask what it was, but a lot had happened in two days. First, his best friend kidnapped me, whom I killed later on as he watched. He was then taken and probably tortured by Dageian. He witnessed me almost being taken advantage of by that same hybrid, killed him temporarily and then was nearly killed by him once again.
I couldn’t blame him for thinking. So, I didn’t bother him. I’ve learnt that with Drew, he’d always tell me something if he knew it was necessary. If this were a mere reflection that he could get rid of in a matter of hours, he probably wouldn’t tell me. But if something is really bothering him, he’ll talk to me.
I know he will. I trust him, which is why when Veronica brought up something from his past that I’d ‘leave’ him for, I didn’t push it. If or when he believes it’s the right time, he’ll tell me.
‘What if she was right? What is our mate hiding?’ my wolf interjected, and I quickly shut her down. I didn’t want to believe that there was something so bad about Drew. He’d tell me. Right?
“Hey, you okay?” Drew’s voice brought me back, and I shook my head once to clear my thoughts before facing him.
“Sorry, what?”
He flashed me his ever-charming smile as he stopped in the middle of one of Dageian’s everlasting hallways, automatically causing me to stop too.
“You seemed far away in thought. Are you okay?” he asked in a much softer, gentler voice. My skin tingled at the hum of his tone, and my insides purred like a kitten as I was immediately lulled into Drew’s comfort.
“I’m fine.” I smiled. “It’s so weird that I got lost in thought because I saw that you were deep in yours.”
His smile grew as his chest rumbled with a chuckle. “I’m fine too. I’m happy you’re okay.” He pressed a kiss to the side of my mouth, teasing me.