By the time I reached the castle, the sun had set and it was almost dark.
I had been out for about 9 hours, I'd missed lunch.
Dylan was going to murder me.
I stood outside for a second, to catch my breath and to prepare myself for the ass-kicking I was about to endure.
I crept up and opened the door as slowly and quietly as I could.
Obviously my attempt didn't work, I mean Dylan has "werewolf hearing", Ash and Mistalya have their pointy ears.
As soon as I stepped inside, Dylan was in front of me.
I can't deal with this right now.
I have to sleep.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"Not now Dylan."
I could see him process my appearance. I must've looked horrible because he stepped aside and let me go to my room.
"Emba?"
I turned to see Dylan looking at me.
"You're not going back."
A tear fell down my cheek.
"I know" I whispered.
I sat down on my bed and cried at the loss of my locket.
My sadness soon turned into anger at the strange man in the woods.
Why didn't I tell Dylan? I should have told him.
Actually. I'm glad I didn't. He would've just locked me up for a month.
My phone vibrated, stupidly, I had left it in my room all day.
A message from Dylan told me to come down for dinner.
I'd been throwing a fit for over an hour.
Suddenly, a wave of anger hit me. Not at the man, but at Dylan and Ash. For bringing me to this damned place.
I threw my phone at the wall, and watched it smash.
I felt a little better I guess..
I ran down stairs to the dining room.
Come to think of it, I've only ever seen the dining room.
I've only ever been allowed to see the dining room.
Bullshit.
Tomorrow. I will find every nook and cranny in this wretched castle.
I sat in my normal seat, at the end of the table and minded my own business.
After a while, the other three's conversation drifted over to me.
It wasn't right to eavesdrop, but their talk interested me for some reason.
Dylan had been talking about a girl he had met in town today.
How come he gets to leave the castle grounds?
Bullshit.
"You're lucky to have found yours so early on in life!" Mistalya said.
To have found what?
I must have said that out loud because everyone looked at me, surprised to hear me at all.
They decided not to comment, lucky for them. But instead proceeded to answer my question.
"Supernatural beings, like ourselves, have what we call a 'mate'. A soul mate if you will. Like our other half, we are not complete without them, and them without us." Ash answered
"Oh." I replied.
"Dylan's lucky to have found his so early on in life, some of us can wait up to a century without finding they're mate. Some unlucky ones, may not even meet they're mates." Mistalya said again.
"So its just like a significant other."
Ash chuckled, "No. The mate bond is much more precious. For one, our fates are tied so once bonded, if one dies, so does the other. We can also hear and talk with out mates using our minds. And some mates can share abilities and such"
I grunted in thanks for the explanation before excusing myself and going back up to sleep.