The Alpha's Blind Fate
Chapter 281: You Bringer Of Doom

Chapter 281: You Bringer Of Doom

ZINA

’The thing they put inside you! It makes me cold... it’s so cold in here, and it’s so dark and bleary too. Not even a hint of a sun, and the moon has disappeared.’

’Yes, all the members of the Pack were killed.’

’You were merely collected and delivered Theta. It’s not more than that, and I certainly can’t be said to have abandoned you.’

’Your staff... your staff is missing Theta!’

’Freya...Freya is dead. Your staff embedded into her chest and killed her in one swift strike.’

’Look Zina, into the blue eyes. Don’t they look familiar? Like the blue iron seas of your mothers land.’

’What do you see them? A curse? Dearth? Or death?’

’Daemon?! NO!!! Do not come close to me, I am truly not myself now!’

’You’re his destruction, his downfall. Leave now that you can. No, just leaving won’t be enough... you must die. But wait, can you even die?!’

"Zina? Zina? Zina?!!"

A scream tore off Zina’s throat at the sound of Daemon awakening her. She jolted from her bed, her body drenched in her sweat. She might have just bolted off the bed, but Daemon held her in place, worried dark eyes taking her in.

"Are you okay?" He asked while the brows creased together. The back of his palm came up to her forehead to feel her temperature and Zina had a feeling he was doing that all day. Or night if the darkness from the window sills were any indication of what time of the day it was.

Zina had been in an imageless dream. The kind of dream she had only when she was blind. Even without seeing anything, her nightmare had not been any less profound as the voices in the voice purported to torture her with all the thoughts she simply couldn’t keep at bay to save herself.

No she was not okay. She was far from okay. She feared she would combust at any minute if she went on like this. And unfortunately for the powers above, she had no desire to go on like this.

Damn all selfishness, but she was more than ready to pour out the full extents of her problem on Daemon

His free hand clasped over the trembling fingers. "I will take care of what happened this afternoon so do not think much about it anymore."

Zina shook her head vigorously. She would make a solemn visit to the families of those that died the next day, but she was hardly traumatized by that afternoon.

"Something else bothers you?" Daemon observed, his eyes carefully raking over her body like he was searching for what was responsible for her current state.

Zina nodded, unable to speak just yet. She clenched Daemon’s fingers in return, trying to calm her erratically beating heart. She opened and closed her mouth but was unable to muster a single word like she was a fish in the river.

Thankfully, Daemon gathered her into a bone crushing hug which she melted into easily. Her fingers wound over his shoulders, and she refused to let go any time soon.

His palm patted her back in a soothing motion that would have lured her to sleep if not for the fact that she was afraid of venturing into dreamland again.

"Was it a nightmare?" He asked after infinity itself might have passed. Zina’s heart was not beating as erratically anymore and she was much calmer compared to when she had woken up from her voidless sleep.

"Do you remember that night of the banquet?" Zina said instead, the words coming out more like a croak due to her dry throat. "The night when I first met you? The very same night when I told that false vision against you?"

"Why do you remember such sad things that should remain forgotten?" His voice came to her, almost chiding in a way that truly calmed her. Indeed, Daemon had truly forgiven her and forgotten about the event.

Zina smiled, burying her face in his shoulders and taking comfort in his deeply calming scent.

"The second seer that spoke that night, at some point she pointed at me." Zina continued, that night playing out before her like a vivid memory that just happened recently even though it was in reality, a memory from over six years ago.

There was no way she could ever forget that night. It simply wasn’t possible for her, not when so much had changed for her, and for the people that her words had affected.

"What about it?" Daemon asked, his voice both urging and comforting.

Like one of those characters in the very corny stories that they sold in the capital, she recited as if stuck in some fictional time loop. "She said to me, ’I tell you now you bringer of doom, I see your treachery for what it is and I shall visit it with the vengeance of a thousand knives burning against your skin’."

Unbeknownst to her, tears were already spilling from her eyes, staining Daemon’s collar. He hugged her tighter in turn until Zina was sure that any more pressure would have a bone or two of hers snapping out of place.

"What is it now that makes your heart so heavy?" He said in a voice that spelt frustration and confusion. Like he didn’t know what to do with her whenever she became like this.

"Daemon..." Zina sniffled, her voice shaking terribly, "many have told me that I am your destruction."

He chuckled almost immediately, his hand still soothing her back. "That too has passed my dear. We passed that phase a long time ago when I toiled away in the GreenLands, and while you suffered under Eldric’s reign."

"What if it has not passed?" Zina asked with a sniffle, "what if it is a future that seems far away but it now out of our reach."

The fear in her voice must have been so palpable for he gripped her harder, whispering in her ears. "What do you have to fear when I am here?"

Everything, Daemon. She had to fear every single thing, and the biggest one yet was herself.

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