“Okay, so running from you was a bad idea, I admit that now and I…”
“Keira, have pity on my nerves and tell me.” He said after placing four fingers across my lips to silence my nervous rambling.
“Someone tried to take me.” I announced in a rush and watched as the rage swept through his features in slow motion. Suddenly I found myself being lifted off him, landing on the couch with a whoosh and he was stood up and raking his hands in his hair.
“Draven its ok, I am…”
“I wouldn’t finish that sentence if I was you.” Draven growled knowing I was about to say ‘I am fine’. The feisty side of me wanted to snap back but I knew he needed this moment to calm, not have me making it worse with throwing him attitude. So I gave him the time.
“Explain.” He managed to hiss out the word and I tried not to take it to heart that he was angry at me but knowing him, more at himself for letting this happen. Of course if we were to point fingers and blame it would be me first for running and the man trying to take me second. But I knew he wouldn’t see it like this, so I just gave him what he needed and answered him.
“I was running one minute and the next was grabbed from behind. He tried to pull me from the crowd when my body started fighting back. It was like…well, I don’t know how to explain it but my body became immobile so he couldn’t move me.” Draven finally turned back to me and asked,
“Was it the same as when you block out my kind?” I would have liked to have told him yes to the question, just so I knew he would find the little comfort that I had defeated this new enemy on my own…but that would have been a lie.
“No…I…I had help.”
“Keira, my patience…” I didn’t let him finish before I butted in with,
“It was someone called Seth…who saved me I mean. Well anyway, he was stood by the four horses on the Cathedral. The man who had hold of me looked up and said his name like he knew he was there to help me.”
“Did he hurt you?!” Draven snapped at the thought.
“No, he just let me go and then the power I had left me like he had snapped his fingers…then he kind of waved and left.”
“Another moth.” Draven muttered to himself and I frowned.
“What do you mean?”
“Nothing, so what did you do then?” I decided to let the cryptic moth comment go and continue with my foolish adventure.
“Then I ran some more and bumped into Sigurd.” I said deciding it was a good idea to leave out the fact I was nearly ploughed down by the night’s entertainment.
“Gods be damned, Keira!” Draven roared and then hit out at the bedpost he was stood by, snapping it nearly in two, so it now bent at an angle. He had twisted his body as he lashed out and now stood with his back to me.
“Draven!” I shouted back, standing up and watching as his tensed muscles heaved with his heavy breathing. He didn’t say anything but he did put a hand out to the bed post and without touching it the wood started to fold back together until right again.
“Damn interfering Snake-eye!” Draven said to himself with venomous spite making me angry.
“Actually that damn interfering Snake-eye is the one who convinced me to stop running and acting foolish. He is also the one who made sure I got back here, back to you safely!” I said letting my irritation seep into my words and help in getting my point across. On hearing this Draven turned back to me and the disbelief was easy to read in his eyes.
“Truth?” He asked making me frown and fold my arms across my sheeted chest.
“Of course it is!” I snapped.
“You really are a beacon of light aren’t you?” He said more calmly and I shook my head not knowing what he meant.
“I’m sorry.” Hearing this shocked me as did watching all the tension fall from his shoulders. He walked back over to me and lifted both my hands to his lips and kissed them sweetly.
“Are you alright?” He asked looking down at me over my hands that he still held to his lips. I nodded in response making him wrap his arms around me and hold me to him in a much needed hug.
“I was so worried.” Draven said before kissing the top of my head and it felt like he never wanted to let me go.
“I’m sorry I ran from you.” I told him back, as I truly was. I realised how stupid it had been and that I should have trusted him to explain, which brought us right back to the beginning and all we still needed to discuss. And that was why I said,
“We need to talk.”
“I know.” He replied in a deflated tone that spoke volumes to how much he really wished we didn’t have to have this conversation. I felt his arms loosen around me and soon we were once again sat next to each other on the couch, only this time I could only hope there were no more Draven explosions of temper…my own however I couldn’t yet vouch for.