nothing more. It wasn’t until the Morgana thing that I realized it was more. Well that and…”
“And what?” His tone indicated that he didn’t like where this was going. I couldn’t blame him.
Oh crap. Time to drop the bomb. I was sweating bullets. “The person I dreamscape… I saw them in real life.”
His dark brows drew together. “I don’t understand. You dreamscape the same person? A person you’ve never met?”
Swallowing the cannon size lump in my throat, I nodded.
He ran a hand through his already messy dark hair. “Wow. That is unusual. Did she recognize you?”
Shit .
The long pause and panic in my eyes must have said it all.
His shoulders slumped. “It’s a guy,” he muttered. The shade of blue in his irises darkened.
“He’ s a witch.” My voice was bordering squeaky.
A vein in his temple ticked. “You’ve dreamed of the same guy most of your life, a witch nonetheless, and you are just now telling me this.” Hurt and jealousy laced his voice.
Each word stabbed m e in the gut, over and over again. “I know. I’m sorry. It didn’t seem important at the time. I just thought it was a dream.” Words rushed from my mouth as I tried anything to rectify this horrid situation.
“I can’t believe this! ” He stood walking to the center of the room, voice rising. “Do you have feelings for this guy?”
Uh-oh. The question of the hour. The one I was hoping to avoid.
Searching his eyes, I felt myself drowning in pools of hurt. I guess because I had to think about it, was enough in his eyes to say that I did. When in reality my feelings for Gavin were way stronger, but that wouldn’t cushion the blow. “It doesn’t change how I feel for you. It couldn’t.”
He wouldn’t even look at me. Turning his back to me, he put a hand on the wall. For a split second, I thought that fist was going to go straight through the wall.
Quietly I got up and stood behind him. Laying a hand on his arm, I called his name. “Gavin I –”
He jerked away. “Don’t,” he said in a voice cold enough to freeze Hawaii.
My heart felt ripped to pieces – t housands of jagged, irreparable pieces. The hand he had against the wall flexed, and I watched stunned as it plummeted through the drywall spraying pieces in the air. Then without another word he walked out of the room.
It felt like a volcano had erupted inside me. Red, hot molten lava ran over my skin. I couldn’t breathe as the pain that had been in his eyes speared to my severed heart. Surely it was going to kill me.
Chapter 6
THIS WAS WORSE THAN I h ad ever envisioned.
The pain was unbearable.
As soon as I heard the front door slam shut, I broke apart. Sliding down the wall, I curled into a ball. It didn’t help that simultaneously a wicked storm burst outside. Thunder exploded, lightning crashed, and the wind roared against the rattling windowpanes in a threatening war. I knew that I was responsible for the storm, but it didn’t stop me from being able to control it.
Not when everything inside me felt fragmented.
I was sick and heartbroken.
My entire being wanted to run after him, b eg him to hold me until the tears stopped, until the hurt stopped. But just as I knew it was too soon, it didn’t make me want it any less. He was more than just a guy I had fallen hard for. He was my protector, my guide through this whole magic mojo. Without him I felt lost and alone.
H ours had gone by when the tears mostly dried up and my chest stopped heaving. I picked myself up from the corner I was huddled in and plopped down on my bed, still fully dressed. Each breath ached inside. My head hit the pillow, and I knew the moment I closed my eyes, I was being sucked into a dream. A dream that wasn’t of my doing for once, but that didn’t make it any less real.
Or any less unwanted.
Tonight of all nights was not a night I wanted to travel into my dreams.
A part of me hoped that it was Lukas summoning in the dream , regardless