Fated Release (Fated Keepers Series Book 2)

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bunny only to come to dead standstill when she saw him standing there holding the bloody, white rabbit, its head hanging to the side.
     
    Tris burst out screaming and wailing like someone had murdered her puppy and ran off to the stream where I got nominated to go talk to her. I honestly couldn't understand what had happened and I just prayed Aresma didn't have mood swings like these. Turns out Tris wanted a LIVE bunny as a pet! Not rabbit for breakfast or lunch or even dinner… I know! Crazy right! But hey she’s a chick so what do you do?
     
    Anyway Tris didn't speak to Orin for weeks after that except to call him a glorified bunny killer and occasionally an assassin. He finally made it up to her when he found a den that a coyote had raided. The mother was killed but a tiny baby bunny was left helpless and in need of a new mommy. Tris took the bunny under her wing and raised it until it was able to return to the wild just a few weeks ago. Thank the fates the coyote had stepped in otherwise Orin would still be in the doghouse.

 
     
     
    Chapter 4
    Arsema
     
    How long has it been since I've been trapped in here? Inside my own mind? I want to leave. I do. I want to be out there with my friends and my family, I want to be with Lyon, but every time I get close to the edge of consciousness, something sucks me back under. If only I could reach Lyon. The connection I had with his mind evaporated the moment I fainted. I can still feel the bond. I can still feel him, tired and worried. He is moving farther and farther away from me and I am seriously worried. With each step he takes, I grow weaker. Our bond grows weaker. I feel him grow weaker. I need him here, with me. I still can't understand what would have pulled him away from me to begin with. This is crazy. We need to be together. We belong together.
     
    I try to reach out to him again with my mind. I feel the tendrils of my power reaching through our bond, seeking its other half. I'm getting excited. I can feel him, just there a little farther. BAM! It’s like I hit a stone wall. I ease my power along the crevices, searching for any cracks I may be able to squeeze through. Nothing. It’s impenetrable. There has to be a way to get to him.
     
    I can feel him slipping away. He’s losing himself. The sickness and pain I feel at being separated from him seems to be magnified in him. I can't stand this anymore! I lash out in fury with all the power I have...anger, frustration, worry, pain, all adding to my desperate attempt at reaching him. I throw all of this at the stupid wall. CRACK.
     
    I hear the tiny splinter and I allow myself to hope just for the tiniest moment, that I made a dent. Please, dear God! If you're out there, HELP ME! I reach out searching along the giant road block in my life line to Lyon and I feel it a miniscule little crack. But it gives me hope. And hope is stronger than anger and pain combined. With hope, I can tear this wall down. With hope, I can reach Lyon. I can do this! I repeat this over and over with each and every strike I make against the block until exhaustion claims me and I slump defeated once again into the bliss of unconsciousness.
     
    “Arsema, Mo inion, can you hear me?” Erik whispers gently in my ear. “Elmeri believes you can still hear and feel everything going on around you, that you are just unable to wake yourself up. I don’t know if I want this to be true of not. I want you to rest in peace while you can my daughter. I fear the future the fates have planned for you is going to be anything but easy.”
     
    I hear him and I try with all my might to move my finger or twitch my eyelid to let him know that I can in fact hear his words. I want more than anything to be out there with them, my family. Nothing I try works. I am spending energy I don't have to waste.
     
    “I Love you daughter. I don’t know if I told you that before. My God I wish I had the last the last 17 years back. I wish more than anything that I had

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