Chapter 03

AUTHOR'S POV

“ Now come here! ” The man before her, who had introduced himself as Vayldre purred in a weird voice and Frore gulped before looking down at his sitting figure on HER bed.

“ Where? ” Frore shooked her head dumfounded.

“ Here! ” Vayldre pointed beside himself and Frore's face went red.

“ You bastard! Retard! Who do you think I am? ” Frore fumed pointing towards herself, as veils of Frost started to cover the wooden walls of her cabin.

“ Witch? ” Vayldre suggested Teasingly and Frore huffed out taking a step back.

Vayldre raised his hand and grabbed her wrist before pulling her down beside himself.

Frore screamed out and started thrashing, making Vayldre groan out and make her sit down forcefully.

Frore's eyes went wide in fear. Gulping, she stopped moving and Vayldre took a breath of relief. This woman was causing him a headache now.

“ Wh-What are you doing? ” Frore blurted out confused due his weird behaviour.

“ Turn to me and listen carefully! ” He commanded in an authorative tone that sent shivers down Frore's back.

This man held an aura of power that made people feel weak in their knees, She could sense that.

Hesitating, she turned to look at him and her breath hitched. His light brown eyes were staring in her frozen eyes. It felt like all surroundings had disappeared as she drowned in the depths of his eyes.

There was so much in his eyes light brown orbs.

Mystery.

Thrill.

Depth.

Untold Secrets.

Power.

And pain.

Frore gulped down her saliva as her eyes teared up. She hated how she could, sometimes, feel other people's emotions.

It was, once again, a CURSE.

She felt his hand sneaking down, grabbing her hand in his and bringing it up to place it on chest.

“ Heal me...” He whispered and Frore's heart started to beat faster.

“ Huh? ” She uttered still dumfounded. She was too lost in his eyes to focus on what he was saying.

“ Help me. You can heal me so do it! ” He took a string of her hairs and placed it behind her ear with his other hand.

His one hand was still holding her right hand over his chest. He knew what he was talking about, but she couldn't understand how he knew that she could heal wounds.

“ How-How do you know? ” Still staring deep in his eyes, she choked out.

Who was this man? This question was bugging her mind.

“ When I touched you ealier, I could feel my wound closing up. You were using your powers unconsciously...” He chuckled out and Frore's breath hitched once again. He was so etheral. The dimples that appeared in his cheeks made him look more breath-taking.

“ You have no control over yourself...” His eyes turned dark, as his gaze went down to her heart shaped lips.

She looked too innocent.

He didn't wanted to ruin her innocence.

What was it that was different about her?

He wondered and looked back in her eyes.

Frore glanced down at her hand that was placed on his chest and gulped.

When she healed him before, she was too close to him, that's why she was able to use her power.

This is what she hated about her healing powers. She needed to be close to the person she was healing and she hated it.

“ Uhmmm...We need to be a little close for it to work. ” She let out with her heart beating faster than ever. She was sure that he could hear her heart beat right now.

His eyes suddenly turned to a darker shade and without giving her the time to process anything, he pulled her closer.

Frore's eyes went wide with magic starting to seep out from her hand placed at his chest. She tried to push him away but his hold was too tight. She tried to use her Ice powers but surprisingly, she couldn't feel the coldness in her veins.

She felt like fire was burning in her veins. It was him. He was doing something weird.

He tilted his head and smirked seeing her surprised expressions. She tried to clench his shirt in her hand, but he kept her palm flattened out against his chest, staining her hand with his blood. The wound was healing which made him groan out in pain.

His heart was beating faster. He couldn't remember his heart ever beating fast before. Forgetting about the wound, he kept staring at her.

What was this feeling? He wondered and shook his head at the stupid thoughts.

“ What did you - What did you do? ” Frore choked out and pulled her hand back which was burning. His blood was like an acid.

“ You said we needed to be close. ” Vayldre teased lightly and pushed her hairs away from her face.

She glared at him viciously. She got up from the bed abruptly and clenched her hands into fists as he placed both his hand on the bed and stretched his neck back to stare up at her.

She looked so adorable when she was angry.

“ So cute! ” He cooed and smirked up at her.

“ Who the hell are you Vayldre? ” Frore hissed out and wiped away his blood with her dress.

“ You just answered your own question! I am Vayldre...” He chuckled out and got up from the bed, stalking towards her, making her stumble back until her back was pressed against the wall.

Before he could progress further, a loud crash sounded outside and Frore's eyes went wide.

She looked up at Vayldre whose eyes had turned into slits and his hands were clenched into fists.

“ Wh-What is it Vayldre? ” Frore gasped out in fear and watched Vaylder rushing towards the door.

Frore pushed herself off the wall and ran behind him, worriedly. She could hear loud voices outside her house.

“ Stay inside! ” Vayldre commanded and pulled the door open, stepping out.

He closed the door behind him, leaving Frore fuming. Who did he think he was to command her like this?

Ignoring his warning, she pulled the door open and stepped out in the opening.

Her eyes went up going wide and her jaw hanged low, not believing what was in front of her.

“ A Dragon? ” She whispered out and stumbled back on her own feets in disbelief.

How could it be a dragon? They were gone Years ago. This was not possible!

In front of her in the air, there was a large red dragon whose red slit like eyes were staring at her and Strings of fire were coming out of his nose.

This was not really happening! Frore pinched herself on her arm and yelped out, feeling the pain.

Afraid, her eyes shot down to find Vaydre and she found him standing just underneath that dragon, before he turned around to face her.

Serious expressions took over his face and Frore noticed the color of his light brown eyes with another gasp of horror leaving her lips.

His eyes were Golden now...