Page 174 of Soulmateless
“Vasilisa…”
Chapter 62
Ignatia
A sharp pain strikes my chest. That's when I realize people have moved away and cleared the streets, backing up slowly and some gasping.Many pull out their phones.
It's only a matter of time before people start to recognize me too.
How long has Vasilisa been here? How did she find me?
Shit!
“I don't have time…” I say firmly, while being wary of her deadly canines and claws. “I don't have time for this.”
“But I do.” She licks her lips. “I have plenty! You were supposed to be dead two weeks ago!”
My fists clench. I can't turn now, or else I'll end up dead before saving Amias! I need to get past her!
I might not make it in time but I need to get to him. I still need to try!Amara might kill me, but Vasilisa won't. Not today.
“Now it's time for overdue payment!” she cackles. “It's time for all you've done to make my kingdom succumb to weakness!”
“No!” I straighten up, preparing to make a run for it, despite my trembling legs. “You won't.”
She might catch me, and I'll fight her, but I have fourteen minutes now before he gets cleansed.
If I'm fast dealing with her, maybe I'll have a chance. Maybe.
“Oh yes, I will,” Vasilisa snickers. “ It’s time to get my payment for wasting eighteen years.”
“Maybe one day, you'll get your payment. Maybe one day, I'll fight you and you’ll have the opportunity to kill me.” She inches closer, but I stare her down and stand tall. “But today, I have a reason to live.”
And I will live another day.
“Oh, and what reason is that?” Vasilisa cocks her head, with her cattish mouth mimicking a taunting smile.
I scoff under my own breath. Never in my eighteen years of life did I think I'd risk everything just to save the prince of Amara. I've left the safety of Caelestia for him. I'm willing to die over him and almost did multiple times. I'm willing to kill for him and face VasilisaandAmara with the guarantee of death for him.
The me that was in Somnia a few months ago would have been horrified to see what I'd do for him now. Especially after the cruelty that Rayden had suffered just for Lydia. Or what father suffered for Vasilisa. I never understood why they would be willing to do so much for a person. I thought they were being stupid and had lost their minds over their damn hormones.
But now I realize that love is potent. Love makes life worth living. Love gives you strength to go through tragedies. It gives you a reason to keep going. It gives you courage.
Love is strength. Not a weakness.
“Nothing you would know about.” I scoff before dashing away from her, going diagonally to the other side of the road, cars blaring their horns when I cut between them. She snickers behind me as I rush through people. They gasp and scream just seconds after passing them. I dart to the other side of the road.
Thirteen minutes.
I dash across the road once again. Shoving people away on the other sidewalk. I head into an alleyway before she can see me.
Going live at morning ten…
Her voice pounds into my skull.
There’s eleven minutes. Ten. Who knows? I just know it's been too long!
I can't lose him. Not now!
