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“You’d be able to control me?” I perched on the bench again as my knees went weak with the thought. I swallowed. “Is that part of the titan powers?”
Zaide hadn’t mentioned anything about mind control being a power, but perhaps it was one he didn’t know about.
And while the thought of being controlled, helpless to the whims of this stranger, made me feel sick, if it was sure to save us, I would try anything.
“Not entirely. It is part of my other side.” His fist clenched at his side. “I need blood, and how much I have from you will determine how long the connection lasts.”
“You need blood?” I bit my lip and clenched my legs to stop the nervous bounce.
This is getting worse and worse.
“Yes.”
I blinked and swallowed hard. “How would I give it to you? This is just a dream.”
“This is a dream.” He nodded. “But what happens to you here, while your mind sits in the dream realm with mine, happens to your body.”
My mouth fell open. “If I died here …?”
“Your body in the human realm would also perish. Correct.” His lips twisted down in a slight grimace.
Ignoring the sick feeling swirling in my gut, I concentrated on watching the wind push the golden apples in the trees and took a deep breath.
You’re doing it for Charlie and Zaide. They would do it for you.
“Right. So, do you have a knife and a jar?”
“Pardon?” He frowned so deeply that it actually made him look younger. Like a confused puppy.
“F-for me to cut myself and give you my blood.” My voice trembled with the shudder I retrained.
“You would cut yourself?” He stepped around the side of the bench until he stood in front of me.
Then I was confused. “I thought you needed blood to help us. How else would you receive it?”
“What would you cut?”
I looked down at my hand. “I was thinking my fingertip since it would be easiest to squeeze into a jar, but … perhaps not a place to get enough blood. Maybe my wrist since it would be easy to bandage?”
Dark fingers covered mine as they stroked the aforementioned places. My gaze shot up to meet red eyes that were level with mine as he sat in a crouch in front of me, stroking my wrist.
“You are brave.”
My lips trembled as I immediately thought of my greatest sin. “Only sometimes.”
He raised a disbelieving eyebrow, and his fingers wrapped around my wrist tightly. “You are going to freely give me your blood, cut from your body, and let me control you on the chance that I can free you and your males from a cage?”
My shoulders drooped as I realized how deeply stupid this plan might be. “I don’t have any other ideas, and the witches could come to take us at any moment.”
“You are brave,” he repeated as he rose to his feet, pulling me with him so we stood only inches apart. My breath stuttered.
Why does he affect me so when I have a soul pair and a crush on my witch already? Is this the result of years of repression?
“But I will not be taking your blood with a knife and a jar.”
“How?” I whispered.
He flashed his teeth in a broad grin, and I gasped when I saw fangs. “These.”
