CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
Xavier opened the door for me to pass through, his alluring scent wafting through my senses as I walked into the interrogation room.
It looked hastily set up, with only a table and three chairs arranged in it.
I guess Xavier didn't expect to have so many problems while flying to Zorvath.
He drew out the chair for me while I looked at the two prisoners sitting next to each other and anyone with functioning eyes could see the sizzling chemistry between them.
But it didn't look like Corbin wanted to be anywhere close to Fanny. In fact, if I wasn't paying attention, I'd attribute his scowl and attempt to move away from the doctor as a sign that they weren't involved together.
But with or without them acknowledging it, they were made for each other.
I sat down and looked at him, Corbin who I wished I'd been connected with. I'd kissed him once before Xavier interrupted us. I would have given him my heart if I was given the chance.
Thankfully, I had ample time to truly see his real colors, and they were as horrible as the way the hair on his head was matted to his forehead, and he looked like he'd been starving, his cheeks sunken in.
He was still in human form, and I expected that in such terrible circumstances, his ky'rhan would take some of the pain for him, but the alien was definitely hidden in the recess of his mind.
“You look horrible,” I said to him, trying to not breathe in the stench that was oozing out of him.
“Well, if you weren't a tattle tale, I would have been the king on earth, and who knows, you could have been my queen, and that bastard inside your belly won't be mad,” he muttered in derision.
Zyx cracked his nose open in anger.
I breathed in, trying to calm my nerves.
“You know, if you had actually told me of these dreams of yours, I would have allowed you to have them. No questions asked, but instead, you decided to hurt me in the cruelest way possible,” Xavier said behind me, and I could tell the pain from Corbin’s betrayal was still fresh in his heart.
I guess he hadn't gotten the time to go through the motions of dealing with the pain. He barely took time to feel things anyway.
“I don't need any favors from you! I deserve this, all of it!” He screamed, dragging the chains that bound his hands and smacking them on the iron table.
The sound pissed me off.
Without meaning to, I went through his mind, ravaging through thoughts, plans, regrets and the vileness that was his ky'rhan.
At the back of my mind, I could hear him screaming, and I felt hands holding me, trying to drag me out, but I could see what I was searching for in the distance.
So I kept going, pulling things apart roughly and not caring that everywhere was bleeding in his mind.
Finally, I found it and I pulled it out, broadening it for everyone to see.
“Don't ever do that again!” Xavier screamed at me, his face filled with anguish and… fear?
I shook my head, ignoring him and clicking on the glass-like bubble that contained images of Corbin and a crying Fanny on the other end of the closed door.
“I'm hurting so much from this. Why did you have to betray him?”
It looked like everywhere was dark and from the way he sat in front of the door, I guessed he was used to doing this a lot – sneaking off in the middle of the night to speak to Corbin.
“Oh, not again! Will you get the fuck out of here?!” Corbin screamed at him from behind the door, his ky'rhan scratching at his brain in frustration.
“But I hurt every time I'm not near you! You're my Luminari and I'm yours. Just tell me what to do so we can get you out of here!”
Oh, now that makes sense
“You believe you can convince Xavier to let me go after finding out that I helped his bitch of a wife escape? And then tried to take over his throne? Not only did the old gods mock me by giving Kairos a man as a Luminari, but they also made sure he was dumb as fuck!”
“Look, as much as all of this hurt His Majesty, all you have to do is apologize,” Xavier scoffed behind me. “Just beg him, you won't know his response until you try.”
Corbin groaned, his ky'rhan stomping around in his mind. Kairos looked like he didn't know if he should be happy or irritated with the ky’rhan on the other side of the door.
“You know what?” Corbin Asked, a glint in his eyes. “If you can help me get revenge on Tessa for ratting me out and taking away the only chance of this relationship working, I'll think about begging him. Otherwise, stay away from me.”
Fanny looked panic-stricken.
“How will I do that? He has her protected 24/7!”
“You're her doctor for fuck’s sake! Wait until the opportunity presents itself and then you make sure you hurt her as much as you feel the pain of this bond. Each time it stretches and begs you to repair it, each time it begs you to be near me even though it's not happening, hurt her more.”
Corbin sounded like the proverbial devil at that moment, his hatred of me pouring from every pore in his body.
“You want me to kill her?”
“That's stupid. Do you want your king to throw away everything, including this ship in a tantrum? Just hurt her and then tell me when you want me to beg him.”
He nodded before remembering the other ky'rhan couldn't see him before verbally agreeing to his instructions.
The memory evaporated.
I finally looked up to see blood oozing out of Corbin’s nose and ears.
The entire room went silent, save my constant tapping of the table with my nails.
“I feel really tired,” I whispered weakly, a sudden wave of fatigue replacing the rush of energy that had led me to do this.
“That's why I said you shouldn't do this again. Memory walking isn't something you just do, there are procedures to prepare for it. Your strength keeps shocking me every day,” Xavier replied as he gathered me in his arms from the chair. “Zyx, lock the door behind me. We'll get back to these two later," he commanded as I began to lose grip of reality.
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