Chapter Twelve: Don't Smash, Please
(A/N: Just a preview of the chapter. I will write more when I've fully recovered! --NL)
Michael
I looked at Siara, completely confused. What the hell was she? One minute she was saving us, the next practically kissing me and then … Khivar? I shuddered. Why was it that he kept getting involved with women who I was also involved with? Who next, Maria?
"That was a long time ago." She explained as I crossed my arms over my chest to keep my hands away from her. I was so furious that I could barely control my emotions, which meant that anything and anyone could be blasted in a second.
"Don't talk to me." I kept my voice low, trying to ignore Isobel in the next room who was so hysterical and concerned about Tess that Max and Liz went to get the others without us. What a mess.
"I'll tell you the whole story."
"Wait until everyone else gets here."
"No. Just you …" Siara tried to toss her hair out of her face with just her head. I had tied her hands tightly to stop her from doing anything, but I was pretty sure that she could've escaped anytime she wanted to.
"I completely overstepped my bounds with you … and you don't remember." She shrugged.
"Just wait until they get--"
"I loved Khivar." She started immediately. "I loved him with everything that I had and so we got married. I was wrapped in my feelings that I never saw how evil he truly was. Then I got pregnant. We were so happy." She choked out, trying to remain emotionless.
"I had the baby … Khivar had these huge plans for him, but I was just so thankful to have something that represented the both of us, but this baby was essentially powerless. Khivar tried to understand it, but he couldn't.
"He did tests … he tried to force the power into him, but nothing worked. It was then, when I saw how he treated our child for what he was, another entity, no, thing that he could use for whatever nefarious plan he was coming up with."
I stopped to look at Siara to see that she was no longer robotic, but near tears. I couldn't stand to see people cry. I couldn't so I sat by her, wrapping my arm around her back to remove the rope that restrained her wrists.
She looked at me confused, but Siara didn't stop with her story. I wanted her to. I wanted to turn away, but I couldn't. The look she was giving me…
"That's why I started spending more time spying on Khivar, taking care of our child, finding excuses to avoid him. And that's when he found Vilandra … the … pact between us started as a way to stop Khivar from getting the power that he so desperately sought but then…
"I couldn't resist you." She spat out. "My life was in shambles, you were the 2nd most revered in our world and … some say that I seduced you." Siara gave a bitter laugh. "But I'd say otherwise. You had me from the moment you looked at me." She let a small tear escape from each side of her face.
"So, if I've overstepped my bounds in this life it's only because I've had the misfortune of remembering who we were while you had found love with someone else."
"Isobel?" I wondered, confused. How many past lovers did I have?
"No, stupid. Maria. You love her and it's so tragic. It's like the same cycle happened with you and Isobel and I was replaced." She shook her head firmly. "This is … pointless to talk about, and it's embarrassing. I'll explain the important stuff when everyone gets here. But know this, all the truth you seek lies in Tess."
