Hey to all of you who are back for Love Across the Sands, which in case you didn't know, is Fortis's book. This is the second book to Fatal Attraction, which is available to for download at .com as well as the first chapters to Love is Blue, Aphrodite's Request, Evolution, Fatal Attraction, and of course this chapter as well. The chapters for this story will be available for download a day or so before they are posted up on fanfiction, so if you wanna get it early just check the updates tab to see if it has been added, or to see the expected dates for the chapters release!
Fortis's POV
Mouths were meshing, tongues dancing together in perfect symphony. Teeth clashed, even though the kiss was gentle though desperate. I could feel my nails digging into his skin, one latched onto his scalp, tilting his head for more contact, moaning every time his body brushed against me own. Both of us were panting, our breathing loud in the quietness of night, but neither of us really seemed to notice as we kept diving in for more, neither of us stopping for air.
I could feel one of his hands tangled in my hair, tugging and creating delicious sensations that danced down my spine, making my breasts tingle. His other hand was on my waist, his thumb sliding under my shirt, rubbing back and forth over sensitive skin. He wouldn't pull me flush against him, even though I wanted to feel the hardness of his body compared to the softness of my own.
A growl formed in my throat when his tongue nicked a fang, and I tasted blood, sweet and rich, and a fire started within me that threatened to consume me.
I needed more . . .
I jolted awake, sweating, panting, the feeling of arousal that was so out of place and rare fading as quickly as it had come. I pushed back my long blond hair with a shaky hand, finding it plastered to my head from the sweat, and kicked off my blankets before throwing my legs over the side of the bed. I put my head in my hands, rubbing my face, trying to shake the images of the dream I had been having since I had hit maturity. I didn't know what it meant, and no one else seemed to know either, but I had come to conclusion it was just my body and heart crying out for something I would never know.
With that thought I stood, my legs shaky, and gasped in surprised when I looked up to find my brother, Kalin, standing in the corner of my room. I didn't know how long he had been there, but I knew long enough for him to have seen the effect of the dream.
"You were having that dream again, weren't you?" he asked, his green eyes bright with concern for me. It was misplaced, since I was the older of us both, but it seemed like he had gotten older ever since he had found his mate and taken over the Thorian clan as he was meant too.
"Yes," I replied wearily, wanting nothing more than a hot shower and some food, not to be having this conversation. I had spoken of the dream a hundred times, I had thought on it millions, and over all of the hundreds of years I still had neither managed to make it go away or to figure out what it meant.
"I think it means more than you think it does." He said cryptically, and my eyes swung up from the floor, matching green to his own, and narrowed on him. The way he had said it, with a weary confidence, like he was trying to give me a hint without me knowing it was one. And now, he refused to look at me, instead looking at a painting on the wall like he did not even know I was in the room.
"Did Rebecca say something?" I snapped, feeling my irritation rise. Rebecca was my brothers mate, and ever since she had gone into the Goddess realm to complete the bonding between her and my brother she had been acting odd. First thing was that she had grown fangs and attacked a little girl who lived in the clan, named Elizabeth. After claiming she had saved her life her and Elizabeth had since fallen into a coma. But every once in a while Rebecca would regain consciousness for a undetermined amount of time. She always refused to speak to anyone but Kalin, and I could only imagine the secrets that she was informing him on.
"Listen, I me and Philip are starting to get worried about Rebecca." Kalin said, looking at me again but completely ignoring my question all together. But the concern in his face made my irritation flee, for if Rebecca died my brother would fall into madness before he would follow her to afterlife as well, thus ending the line of the noble family.
While it was true that I was also noble blood I was also the only female Thorian alive. I was immortal, unlike the mortal woman the males bonded with, but I also shared their lack of bodily responses to the opposite sex. But unlike them, I did not think there was a mate out there waiting for me. I had been across the world and had found no such man.
"I thought Philip was able to keep her stable?"
"He is, but she is dropping slowly. We need to wake her up, she tells me the same thing, but she can't tell me how, she can't tell me what she needs because she doesn't know." His looks became uneasy. "Maybe, if you would go see her . . ."
"No." I said firmly. I hadn't seen her in the two months since she had bitten Elizabeth, and I did not want to. I was angry at her because she was doing things I didn't understand, only giving us riddles and pieces to work with and none of us had managed to put the pieces together in the least.
"Philip also said he would like to see you." His voice had changed, becoming hard and flat, and when he turned his back it was stiff with anger.
"I do not wish to anger you brother, but I have no wish to see your Bride right now." I said a little more softly, not wanting him to leave angry with me. He paused in my door way, turning slightly to give me his profile.
"I just hope when you finally let go of your petty anger we will not be lowering her body into the earth for it reclaim." And then he was gone, not even seeing the expression of shock and horror that crossed my face. Was it getting that bad? While I was angry with Rebecca I still loved her, she was my sister after all.
Taking my brothers words to heart I showered quickly and dressed before heading out to find Philip at the lab where his wife and Elizabeth were being kept and monitored. He was pouring over what looked to be lab results, but whether they were his wife's or Elizabeth's I wasn't sure. I could only hope they were Elizabeth's, for his wife had been in a coma for over a hundred years and the key to waking her up was not even within our grasp.
"Hey, Doc." I said in greeting, glad to have him back in the clan. He had been gone for a long time, the grief of losing his wife and his child too much to bear. But since Rebecca had come into the clan and he had been her doctor all her life he had agreed to come back. But if those results were from his wife I suddenly wasn't so sure it was a good thing.
"Fortis!" he said excitedly, jumping up from the table with the papers in hand, shoving them in my face. "Look, she is improving."
"Who is?" I asked wearily, not sure if I should encourage him or not.
"Elizabeth."
"Okay, but how?" still refused to get my hopes up, where would that get me?
"In everything! Her cells are regenerating at a faster pace, she no longer had cell death. Her genetic structure is changing as well, I cannot find the gene that limits females to only one child, and she may even be a pure Thorian female just like you."
While out males only had one Bride, they fell into madness when they reached the age of maturity until they found her. The females were always human, and could only have one child and it could only be male due to a curse put on our people long ago. I had been trying to find a way around both for years, and had made Elizabeth in hopes of making a new branch of Thorian women. But she began to experience cell death and this little girl who barely knew life began to slowly die. To hope now that she had a chance of living? It was almost too much.
"Are you sure?" I croaked, my throat was suddenly very raw. What could this mean? What did Rebecca do? I was the only female who had fangs, and I had bitten a person once, and he hadn't began to go through changes like this, I would have known. What did she have that I didn't?
"I did the test several times, I am more than positive. The only problem is I can't recreate it. I have taken samples from Rebecca's new fangs but found nothing out of the ordinary, they match up with yours."
I swallowed heavily, looking over at the little girl in the hospital bed, so small in comparison, hooked up to machines to keep her vitals and to give her fluids. Rebecca had spoken the truth, but how had she done it? Did she know?
"You do know what this means?" Philip asked me, and I found myself shaking my head without really hearing the question. "It means that Rebecca holds one of the keys to undoing what has been done."
She held immortality for the women? What I had tried so hard for?
"I need to save her life," I said softly, the knowledge kind of hitting me. Her life was literally in my hands.
"Yes," Philip said, nodding his head eagerly. "You need to discover the answer to this little riddle."
Who could possibly help us? Human medicine was behind us by years and there was only a few immortal species that we had alliances with, but which one of them could help?
Suddenly it clicked.
I began to dash out of the room, my mind already on a million other things.
"Where are you going?" Philip called, sounding surprised.
"I have to pack, if I don't hurry I might miss one of the few private flights out!" they only went about once or twice a month, and if my memory was right the next one was in about a week or so, and if I missed it I would have to wait three more weeks. I didn't know if Rebecca had that time.
"Where?"
"I am going to see the Sand Walkers!"
A place I hadn't been since I was small, I just hoped the remembered me and my father well, and that I didn't run into something unforeseen on the way.
