Page 122 of Blood and Ruin: The Complete Series

“No… King—”

“Fuck King!”

“The tag… I can’t leave… and won’t bind you… to that.”

Luka whips his head toward me, a hopeful glint in his eye. “Wait… Is that the only reason you don’t want to complete the bond?”

I nod my head, wincing from the shooting pain it sends. “There are things you don’t know… about him…”

Kai’s expression turns relieved. “Then in that case, it looks like we’re fucking bonding.”

“Wait, what? What… about King? The tag?”

“We have a bit until the eight hours is up. Jazmyn caught us up to speed and is awaiting our call.”

The reality hits me. Time isn’t up. I still have time to get out of here with the guys.

A lightness fills me up, threatening to overflow. I give in, surrendering to the bliss and contentment.

“Shit!” Jax drags a hand through his hair, looking at Kai.

“What?”

“None of us know what to do. Aren’t there words and stuff?” The confused look on Jax’s face forces a raspy laugh from me, the sound bringing a smile to his face making the burn travelling up my throat worth it.

Kai smirks, looking to Rion. “Ry?”

His replying smile is smug. “I’ve done my research. Repeat after me.”

“The threads that join us,have come undone.

Woven together, we bind as one.

To complete this cycle, we choose this fix.

One soul now ties to six.

Boundless as the time that flows,

Infinite and Eternal,

This bond is the balance we chose.”

We repeat Rion’s words,feeling a burst of energy surround us.

A lightness, a warmth, rushes through my body, easing each ache and each sharp burn. Every nerve of my body comes alive with an airy warmth that spills throughout my chest and down my arms and legs.

Something settles inside me, a piece that was missing long ago now sealed back together.

“It’s working…” Jax whispers excitedly.

“Focus!” Kai demands, making everyone turn quiet.

The pleasant warmth makes its way to every inch of my body until the warmth is all I feel, leaving no hint of pain behind.

I take a deep breath, no longer feeling the heavy pressure sitting on my chest or stabbing burn in my stomach.

Sitting up, I gingerly test my limbs, smiling to myself when I find no wounds. My ability never made me feel this good, especially so soon after a bad beating.

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