19: Cassian
fically turned to look at me as though jour
it realizing my presence, yet it looked as though she was still in a trance. Her eyes remained unfocused
I grabbed her shoulders as gently as could manage. She grimaced nonetheless, and I had to lessen my hold even more. She was frurile like a flower
with an alminat broken item
“Ins.” I called, shaking her very slowly. “Took at me.
Her eyes focused a little more on my command. A line appeared between her eyebrows as she looked into my face, searching for something that |
“Iris,” I called again, pulling her back into reality. She looked so hopelessly lost. What exactly had made her like this? It was as though a pitch in her
Do you know who I am!” I asked her. “Do you recognize me!”
She searched my face again, going from my eyes to my nose to my hair to my lips as though trying to piece together clues to figure out who I was
My hand left her shoulder and came to clasp her hand. “Tell me, Iris, who am I?”
She gulped, furrowing her brows before she eased up again.
“You are my husband.” She said in a daze. I almost could not recognize her voice. She sounded distant and lost. “You are Kavriel”
The silence that engulfed the room was so deafening, that one could have heard a pin drop.
Without prompting, Iris took my hand to get her stomach. “Can you feel that, Kavriel?” She asked in a ghostly voice, soft and haunting.
Though it filled me with unbridled rage at the way she mistook me for her ex–lover whom I looked nothing like, I wanted to know where she was going. “Feel what?” asked.
She dropped her head to my ear. “The baby,” She whispered, but the room could hear, but I doubted that she cared if the whole world heard.
She moved away, but she did not pull completely away, her hands traveled up my arms to my neck as she looked down at me with an expression that the had never graced me with. She had a haunting smile playing on her lips, her eyes alive and wide. She did not look like the tns I had begun to get used to. She looked like something hail taken over her.
“You can’t feel our child in my womb?” She asked. “Can you?”
I said nothing but continued to look up at her
Despite her crazed and open expression, her eyes were glazed over with tears. Her face crumpled with agony as she took my face in her small quivering hands. “You killed it. You killed our child. You killed my child” She yelled, as her tears fell in streaks down her face. “You killed my child. you child my child!” She continued, lowering her hands from my face to pound on my chest.
It did nothing. She was nowhere strong enough to cause me any discomfort, but I could feel her pain resonate through me with every hit. A viaceral ache in her heart that I now exploded into agony. She had been holding back her despair and her grief for so long that it had slowly poisoned her.
And this was its result.
“Get your hands off him!” My mother yelled, coming forward, but I halted her with a single raised hand.
“She is imane. She’d advise that she is tied up.” My brothet said. “And thrown in a dungeon for good measure.
Suddenly, Iris went still and ceased pounding on my chest. The dungeon?” She asked her eyes going wide, horror filling them.
“Yes, the dungeon. That is where you will be sent to,” Zahila reaffirmed.
Then she jumped down from the bed, picking up a lamp by the side of the bed. It all happened in a flash, as though running simply on adrenaline. She pointed the sharp edge of that lamp at everyone in the room, trembling like a dry leaf on water. “I am not going back! She yelled. You cant make me go.” Her eyes were on me, wholly focused, but I knew for a fact that it was not me that she saw. She saw Kavriel
He had sent her there before. All that she was doing now was due to a mixture of shock and response to her trauna
I walked towards her.
“You can’t make me go,” she repeated.
“You will go! You have no say or power here! My mother retorted.
“Mother” I shouted at her, probably for the first time in my life.
She gasped as though I slapped her.
I turned back in Iris, her quivering had got worse, her eyes searched the room as though looking for an escape.
Then she turned the lamp and the pointed edge was now aimed at her neck. “I will not gor She reaffirmed, her eyes filling with more tears. “I will end myself before you can. Then you can’t get my blood.”
I don’t give her a chance to see me coming. I let my wolf take partial control of my body, giving me the speed I needed. I have her in my arms in a second and the lamp is far away from her. She struggles against my hold like she did when her family was in danger. But this time, she is for more violent and relentless. Yes, it does not make the budge. I held her steadfast to myself
“She is having a psychotic break.” The head Delta said. “She will need to be put back to sleep.”
25D
10–Casian
Of course, she is crazy.” Zalula said with disdain.
Llad her back on the bed as she thrashed. Tused the blankets to hold her down
“Everybody who is not a healer. I want you out of my wife’s room.”
They left, leaving the Deltas to care for her. She was fed something to full her to sleep. But as the dozed off, the tumed to me “Tcan’t go back…” She muttered before finally succumbing in slumber.
- Cassian
“Of course, she is crazy,” Zahila said with disdain.
I laid her back on the bed as she thrashed. I used the blankets to hold her down.
“Everybody who is not a healer, I want you out of my wife’s room.”
They left, leaving the Deltas to care for her. She was fed something to lull her to sleep. But as she dozed off, she turned to me. “I can’t go back…” She muttered before finally succumbing to slumber.
