His throat bobs as he continues. “These emotions were poured into each of us, mixing together to see what it would create. All emotions have their place, but one emotion would break all others.” His intense stare fixated on mine causes my pulse to quicken. “Love. Love is the most powerful.”
I can’t help but want to reach out and touch him.
Is love what I’m feeling when I look at him?
I watch him open the bottle and take a drink.
I want to be that water right now.
Oh…my…God.Myssa, get a grip, I internally scold myself.
Feeling my cheeks redden at the thought, I blink rapidly, discouraging these impulsive thoughts as he continues.
“Millions of human souls were created at the beginning of time. But each had a small piece missing, a cruel flaw in theirdesign, you would think. However, the small darkness in each soul was there to create a type of imperfect balance.”
“That doesn’t make sense, though,” I interrupt. “Why deliberately add a flaw to something instead of making it perfect?”
“To the Gods, perfection was the flaw. It was boring, predictable,” he counters.“Souls were always meant to interact with each other. But what they didn’t expect was how particular souls would interact with one another. And how that hole, purposely left by the Gods, could be filled by another soul and complete them. A tethering of two souls in an unbreakable bond that made them more powerful than any other.”
“Soulmates,” I whisper.
Asunexpected and strange as this information sounds, in a weird way, it makes sense to me. I’ve always found the concept of soulmates interesting.
Not everyone is meant to be together, but when you come across that true connection, it is such a sight to see. They move differently together; their demeanor is overpowering; you can feel the love radiating off them.
When I look up at Zayne, I find he’s already staring at me, his hazel eyes studying me so intensely that I’m certain he can see my heart beating within my chest.
“Is this too much?” he asks quietly.
I straighten my back and shake my head.
“No,” I reply. “I mean, it is a lot, but as crazy as some of this sounds, it’s not totally outlandish. But I do have questions.”
“Like what?”
“Like, how do you know all this?” I ask, swallowing hard. “And how does this tie into Jasper and my sister?”
“Jasper runs Aetheriem?—”
“Well, he did until he lost his shit.” Knox snorts.
Zayne punches him in the shoulder.
“What?” he says, rubbing his arm. “It’s true, isn’t it?”
“What the hell is Aetheriem?” I ask, confused.
“We’re getting there,” Zayne says, glaring again at Knox. “Well, we will be if someone can keep their outbursts under control.”
Knox throws his hands in the air, gesturing his surrender.
“What does this have to do with soulmates?” I ask.
“In order to explain soulmates to you, I first need to explain what an Original actually is.”
“Okay.” I nod, settling back into the couch.
“The first human souls created were labeled the “Originals”. However, there was an unforeseen bi-product of the attention the Gods poured into their creation, because even though they never intended to imbue their play things with any power, the light that illuminated their souls shone almost as bright as the Gods themselves.”
