Page 55 of A Blackened Bond

A small grin tilts my lips at the thought.

I’m walking through the main door and hit into someone, quickly steadying myself before a hand reaches out toward me.

I glance up into two familiar eyes—Knox’s.

“Micai,” he calls, his hands retracting back to his sides as his eyes watch me. “What are you doing here, Micai?”

Not ‘Are you okay’ or ‘Sorry for knocking into you’…asshole. And why the hell did I have to answer any of his questions?

Why waste my time and energy on him when Annex could be waiting for me?

I turn to leave, but his hand stops me, a gentle grip on my arm I could easily break away from, but his next words have me hesitating.

“I’m sorry…” His brows knit together, his eyes wincing as if in pain while his other hand reaches toward his head. “I…I—”

“Knox.”

Her strangely rigid tone sends an eerie chill through me when she called his name. Her presence instantly adds to my already growing annoyance over the representatives and the interview.

Seria passes me, ignoring me completely as she slides beside Knox, her hand reaching for his cheek as he lets go of my arm and slightly stumbles back a step before she manages to catch him.

My eyes narrow at his pale complexion and weak disposition.

“Is your headache still bothering you?” Her hand brushes down his cheek before tenderly pushing his hair from his face, his eyes appearing almost dazed as he watches her.

And in that instant, I remember Ezra’s words from the other night.

Was she doing something to Knox? And using that strange ‘energy’ Ezra mentioned before? Why had he looked as if he was in pain before and now like he was dazed around her?

More questions flit around my mind as my brows pinch together before I watch her movements more closely.

A beat passes between them before he straightens himself, his gaze strangely clearer as he wraps an arm around her.

She beams up at him, her sickly sweet smile nauseating and turning my stomach.

Did she heal him? Was that a part of her strange ability?

But then, why couldn’t I feel or hear anything? If she were chanting or casting, I would have spotted it straight away. It also doesn’t fit in with Ezra’s description of thefeelof her energy; something like healing shouldn’t make someone feel ‘uncomfortable’. Why would she have even tried to use that on Ezra in the first place?

Seria’s voice pulls me back from my darkening thoughts as I glance toward Knox. He didn’t seem to be in any sort of pain or acting odder than usual.

“You should let me brew you something to help. I’ll even make it your favourite flavour.” She leans in, placing a kiss on his lips as he grins.

My gaze narrows at the two of them acting all lovey in front of me.

I roll my eyes, turning away, not willing to watch them any longer and allow the bile to build in my throat. I take a few steps before two large frames block my exit.

Kane and Anders meet my gaze as I feel my features harden. I know we share this academy, but I was thoroughly sick and tired of bumping into these assholes and seeing their faces so regularly.

Why the hell did I have to meet them right after that shitty interview?

A heavy sigh falls from my lips. Annex could be waiting with some crispy bacon or a stack of fluffy pancakes. I couldn’t waste my precious time on dickheads like these.

I shove my way past them just as Anders opens his mouth. I cut him off as I knock into their shoulders while passing, adding a little extra strength that sends them stumbling.

I see Xander walking through the door, his eyes instantly narrowing toward me. He flicks his gaze behind me, probably checking on his delicate flower, before noticing Kane and Anders and going rigid.

He stops at the door frame, blocking me from leaving.

---