Chapter 6

My heart calls out

And waits for an answer

Even when it knows all that's left is silence.

I woke up in a hospital bed.

Ow. I silently looked over my body, wondering why everything hurt.

"Six broken ribs, a broken ankle, multiple sprains and bruising, and a collapsed lung." A soft voice answered my unspoken question. I looked up to see Alice sitting beside me, her eyes red. She looked like she hadn't slept in days.

"You look like crap." I smiled, wincing when I tried to laugh.

"You should look in the mirror." She answered back with a tired grin.

"How long?"

"Three days."


"Stupid werewolves."

"Well they won't be a problem anymore." Alice shrugged. "You had taken out over half the pack, and Baph and Varaac absolutely destroyed the rest."


"Varaac was the one who found you. Apparently he can sense your location through your blood bond?" She gave me a look. "Not that I had known you guys had made that sort of commitment."

"It doesn't mean what you think it means."

She smiled. "Maybe it doesn't mean what you think it means." She pointed off to the side, and I saw the brother and sister demons sitting in the chairs at the side of the room, fast asleep. "Baph and I are smart, we've been taking turns. That idiot hasn't left your side since we found you."

"..." I stared at his sleeping form, my heart aching.

"He almost burned down half the city when he sensed you were hurt. I've never seen him so panicked. " Alice reached over and grasped my hand. "I don't know what's between you two... but I do know one thing:"

"What?" I whispered, my eyes not leaving his sleeping form.

"It's more than nothing." She patted me on the shoulder. "Feel better friend." With that she grabbed Baph and pulled her out of the room, ignoring her yelp of protest.

I was frozen in place, my gaze locked onto the remaining other occupant in the room.

His eyes slowly opened, and focused on me.

"Kara." It was whispered, seeming almost like a prayer.

"Umm... Thanks for saving my life." I really wasn't sure what to say.

He sat up, his face still expressionless, staring at me as if I might disappear at any given moment.

"You almost died." His voice was quiet, I had to strain to hear it.

"It's fine."

"It's not fine." Varaac stood up, walking slowly towards the bed. "You were hurt. You were kidnapped. You almost died."

"I'm okay now, that's what's important. So don't worry."

He reached out a hand, hesitating for a split second, before resting it on my cheek. His palm was warm against my skin.

"I almost lost you, Kara." His voice was breaking. I couldn't look up at him, I stared at his chest.

"You can't lose me." I whispered back.

Clearing his throat, he turned back to his chair, sitting down and picking an object off the floor.

"So, in the last three days, while you were unconscious, I had some time on my hands. I did a little reading."

I finally recognized the object in his hands and let out a groan. It was the book I had written.

"Um... I can explain..."

He held up a finger to his lips, silencing me.

"I particularly found the ending interesting." Turning to a bookmarked page, to my utter horror, he began to read:

"Varaac, I know that you are a demon, and that demons by nature can't love. But I can't hold back my feeling anymore. I love you, demon or no. You are the first thing I think of when I wake up in the morning, the last thing on my mind when I sleep. If I don't see you I miss you. It's an empty feeling, one that has me searching for your presence. I don't know if you can love, but it doesn't matter. It's too late for me.

I love you Varaac."

"Ugh, please just kill me." I groaned, hiding my face in my hands. I considered using magic to allow the floor to swallow me up. "Can I just say that I was very, very drunk when I wrote that?"

A warm hand reached out and uncovered my face. I looked up into Varaac's eyes, and they were almost glowing with joy. A gentle smile stretched across his face.

"Does that mean you don't love me?" He asked, his voice teasing.

"..." How could I answer that, I shook my head slowly.

"Because like I told you, I went over that last conversation of ours in my head, over and over. I never realized what I said wrong until I read this." He chuckled, sitting next to me on the hospital bed.

"Here's how the conversation should have gone:

You said: 'something like this can really ruin the dream of a fairytale marriage for a girl.'

What I should have said was this: 'Don't worry. You've already met someone who will love you for the rest of your life, and if you love them back, and feel ready, even marriage won't seem so scary anymore.'"

"..." I stared at him in shock.

"If I had said that. What I really felt at the time, by the way, instead of worrying that you and I were only connected by friendship and that you could never fall in love with a demon. If I had said those words instead, what would your response had been?"

I couldn't help but smile. "Did you finish the book?"

"Yes, why?"

"Then you know what my response would be." 

As he chuckled, I pulled his head down, drawing him into a long, gentle kiss.

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