Chapter 8

(Amelia POV)

It took me another minute to compose myself enough to open the door to the bathroom. The man was right, there were a few people standing nearby waiting. I gave them a weak smile and apologized saying I get sick on airplanes. That was enough to appease them and I was able to return to my seat without getting into an argument with anyone. Owen was awake now and he was searching around for something, I assumed he was worried when he woke up and I was gone. Once his eyes fell on me he looked relieved.

“Hey! Where did you go?” He asked standing and letting me pass him.

Once I was in my seat I took a deep breathe. “I got a little air sick.” I say with a weak smile.

He reached for my hand and gripped it for a moment. “I’ll get you some sprite!”

He stands and walks toward a one of the women passing out refreshments. I laid back in my seat and closed my eyes trying to relax.

“Hey, you sure you are ok?” Natalia asks softly tapping my arm.

I nod but stay how I am. “Got a little sick, but I’m ok now.”

“What are you feeling? Because you were in there quite a while.” She says.

“I was having a little anxiety and I guess it made my stomach upset. But I feel a lot better now.” I say opening my eyes and giving her a smile.

“Ok, well we need to make sure you drink plenty of fluids until we land, and we need to get you some real food. You look as if you have seen a ghost, you are so pale.” She says examining my face.

“I will happily eat once we are on the ground again!” I say happily.

This was enough for her to return her attention back to the magazine she had been reading. Soon Owen returned and he had what looked like crackers as well as a drink, both he offers to me before taking his seat again.

“We are not far off now, so we can get you some real food soon!” he says with a smile.

“Thank you!” I say softly taking a sip of the drink.

It did help settle my stomach, but the nausea wouldn’t pass for a while I was sure, because it wasn’t the plane ride that had my stomach in knots.
Owen was right, about 20 minutes later there was an announcement that we were beginning our landing. I had to admit, I would be glad to be on firm land again. With everything I was feeling, being trapped in a metal container with a bunch of other people was only adding to my anxiety. All the confidence I had thought I had gained a few days ago was simmering down to nothing, and the anxious version of me was quickly making a comeback. I tried my best not to let everything I was feeling show, because I did not know how I would begin to explain what was going on.

In my vision the three of us were close, but not in this life. In this life we were still pretty much strangers and it was not the time to lay all my personal baggage on them just yet. Once we were in the terminal we split up. Owen went to get our bags; Natalia was trying to contact Alo and I was in search of food for all of us. As I was walking I kept getting this feeling like someone was following me, but when I turned to see who it was there would be no one. I was sure someone was there! I must be losing it. That was until I turned to face the direction I was going, and I ran into someone’s hard chest.

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I wasn’t watching where I was going.” I say before looking up at the person.

“That’s alright love, you can bump into me any time!” The man said.

I looked up to see the same man who had appeared to me in the bathroom earlier. My eyes widened and I grabbed his arm pulling him away for the crowd to a place where no one could really see us.

“What are you doing here?” I gritted out in a loud whisper.

“I told you love; I will be by your side from now on.” He said with a cocky smile.

“Why do you keep just appearing out of nowhere?! I thought you were a vampire not a ghost!” I said annoyed.

He laughed. “I am dead, but I am not haunting you. I just have a special set of skills.”

I looked up at him unimpressed.

“What? I may be a bit older than you by a few hundred years, but I watch movies.” He says with a shrug.

I simply shake my head at him. “What do you want?”

He leans forward placing his hand against the wall to hold himself over me and smiles down at me.

“You were alone, so I wanted to spend time with you.” He said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“I already told you I have a mate, and something tells me he won’t be happy to hear your claims of being my soulmate. In fact, that’s a good way to get killed.” I warn him looking around to make sure Owen and Natalia aren’t nearby.

He steps back but is still close enough to be considered imposing on my person space.

“First, a wolf would have to be pretty fast to catch me long enough to kill me. Second, I am your soulmate and I know you feel the link between us too so don’t try and deny it. And third, I am not at all happy to share you either which is why I take advantage of these moments when you are alone to appear to you.” He says crossing his arms.

“I still don’t understand why you need to follow me. I do not accept this whole soul mate thing, and I have no interest in a relationship with you. I have enough going on as it is.” I say with a huff and fall back against the wall in exhaustion.

His smug smile falls and is replaced with what I am guess is his expression for concern but looked more like confusion.

“What is going on?” He asks in a serious voice.

“It’s nothing. Nothing you need to hear about.” I reply looking away from him.

He steps forward bringing his hand to my chin and turning my head to face him. “Please tell me.”

He seemed sincere and for some reason I wanted to tell him everything just so I didn’t have to keep all this to myself any longer. Even though I didn’t know a thing about this guy, I trusted him. So, when he held my face still in his hands and looked at me with a soft expression of concern, all my walls fell, and I began to cry. To my surprise, he was gentle with me and pulled me into his arms and held me as I cried softly into his chest.

He said nothing, he simply held me and even when my tears stopped we did not separate. It was strange but he felt warm to me, almost like…home. More so than when I was with Owen, and it made no sense. All I knew was I felt safe there with him. I didn’t want to let go and with how tightly he held me he didn’t seem to want to let me go either. I knew that this was wrong, that someone had done this to us, but I couldn’t bring myself to care just yet. His scent was so relaxing, it reminded me of how the air smells right after it rains. Cool and refreshing.

“I can’t do this alone.” I say without thinking.

“You are never alone, I told you I will never leave you.” He says into my hair following it with a kiss to the top of my head.

Why did I feel so comfortable with him already? I didn’t know anything about him other than his name. This was crazy! I need to tell Owen what was going on, but would he believe me? Would he try and kill Alexander?

The sinking feeling, I got at the thought seemed to suggest I definitely didn’t want that. But how on earth was I going to explain this?