“You dare,” he hissed, raising his hand as though to strike. Before he could make contact, Alec grabbed his arm with his free hand. “I’m sorry, father. But those people, including my mother, deserved to live.”
Alec channeled an enormous burst of energy toward his father. Edwin’s eyes widened in shock and he staggered. Alec gripped him tighter, forcing the energy toward him. Edwin clutched his chest and fell backward. Alec didn't relent and kept channeling the energy long after his father was still.
“Alec,” Seara's voice broke through, and he pulled back. He stared down at his trembling hands, the reality of what he'd done crashing over him. He'd acted as the hand of justice, judging and executing without even a hearing. A hush fell over the room when they realized the High Council leader had been killed.
He looked up, afraid of what he would find on the faces surrounding him. He expected to see recrimination, but most were full of understanding, support, and even gratitude. Seara put her arm around him, offering him a comfort he wasn't sure he deserved. “You did the right thing, Alec. But please, Kayla needs you.”
Alec immediately reached for the connection he shared with Kayla. It was even weaker now. His hands shook as he went back to Kayla and knelt beside her. He may have taken a life today, but he could save another. He wouldn't let her die.
* * * *
Marcus shooed everyone away to clear a space around Kayla. “Security! Clear the room immediately.”
While the security officers scrambled to enforce his command, Carl relinquished his hold on Kayla. It pained him to let her go, but Alec had the best hope of reaching her. She'd been unresponsive since she collapsed, her breathing growing more and more shallow. Worry gripped him as he moved aside so Alec could assess her.
Seara hovered over them. “Is she all right?”
Alec shook his head, taking Kayla's hand in his own. “She went into the energy pool and deactivated my father’s source from there. I can still feel her but it’s faint. If she hears me at all, she isn’t responding.”
Carl frowned, reaching down to brush Kayla's hair away from her face. Her skin was cool and clammy to the touch. “Can you pull her out again like you did earlier?”
There was a long pause before Alec answered. “Yes, but the amount of energy required will most likely forge a complete bond with her.”
Carl nodded. He'd expected no less. “But you’ll be able to bring her back?”
“For what it’s worth, I know she loves you.”
Carl closed his eyes, lowering his chin to his chest in resignation. He'd rather see her with Alec than lose her forever. She deserved a chance to explore the possibilities that life had to offer. He bent down, brushing his lips against hers. His voice was hoarse as he whispered, “If it will bring her back, do it. Do whatever you have to do.”
* * * *
Kayla was floating in a nice, fluffy cloud of nothingness. Time seemed suspended as she drifted in this spatial existence. She was dimly aware that her physical form existed outside of the nothingness, but the link no longer seemed as important. It was becoming more difficult to tell where she began and ended. In all honesty, she wasn't sure she cared all that much.
A pleasant warmth teased the edge of her consciousness, bringing her back to a state of semi-awareness.
“That’s nice. I didn’t realize I was cold.”
“Kayla, you need to come back now. Follow the stream back.”
She recognized Alec's demanding voice, but wasn't sure she wanted to bother. Obeying his request seemed like more trouble than it was worth. She started to dismiss him, but a stronger pulse of energy washed over her, teasing and tempting as it flooded her senses.
Intrigued, Kayla basked in the promising flow of warm energy streaming over her. Wanting more, she instinctively returned a stream of energy in response.
“That’s right,” Alec encouraged gently. She could feel him now, his thoughts and emotions growing more entwined with her own, but he was still too far away. Her own stream of energy was clumsy and chaotic next to his and she pulled back in frustration. She could sense him and wanted to merge their energies, but it was impossible to focus.
She faltered, not knowing how to reach him. As though he sensed her despair, his energy magnified until it became a brilliant display, penetrating and filling her with light. The beguiling warmth of his energy evoked a longing within her, demanding a response.
Captivated by the raw display of power, Kayla’s stream of energy became more purposeful and she matched his intensity. She gathered all of the energy she was capable of holding and sent it toward him. When the two complete and intense energy forces collided, they blended and merged with one another.
Kayla watched in amazement as the darkness fell away. She was lost in a world of color and thought. She floated along Alec’s stream of energy and felt the love and desire emanating from him. For the first time in her life, she felt complete and total acceptance.
She mirrored his thoughts and feelings. Opening her eyes, she looked up into his brilliant blue ones. The tenderness in his gaze wrapped around her like a cocoon, offering comfort and understanding. His hand stroked her face and she leaned into him, inhaling his rich seductive scent. She reached for him, needing his touch as if it was an anchor.
“Welcome back, my love.”
Kayla smiled up at him, tracing the contours of his face. The slight stubble of his jaw was rough against her fingers and she marveled at the contrast of the softness of his mouth. She wanted to nibble along his jawline, tasting him until she reached his lips. Sensing her thoughts, his eyes dropped to her mouth and she felt a sudden rush of desire from him. “This is what it feels like to have a complete connection?”
“Yes. It takes harnessing all of our energy to form the complete bond.”
Her fingers clutched his shirt and she pulled him closer, wanting to feel the press of his skin against hers. “I want you to touch me.”
A look of regret crossed his face. “As do I, but our timing is bad. We’re in a room full of people. But as soon as we’re alone, you can explore all of these new feelings.”
“Make everyone go away.”
He raised an eyebrow. “We’re in the High Council room, dear. Do you remember what happened?”
She frowned and looked around in confusion, trying to get a grip on her surroundings. Carl and Seara were both watching her anxiously. The room had mostly cleared out with only the remaining High Council and Inner Circle members who had been in attendance.
“I broke the bracelets,” she whispered and sat up.
“Yes,” Alec confirmed.
The security officials were removing Edwin and Keith’s bodies from the room and her eyes widened. “What happened?”
Alec stood and helped her up. “My father killed Keith. He was also responsible for the deaths of several others, including your father and my mother.”
Kayla felt his agony as though it were her own and reached for him again. His hand threaded in her hair and she felt his breath hitch. He pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her as she laid her head against his chest, offering solace.
There was a note of pity in Seara's voice as she said, “I’m sorry, Carl.”
“I'm just glad she's okay.”
Kayla turned at the sound of Carl's voice. Her heart lurched at the defeated look on his face. She looked back and forth between the two men, feeling torn. She recognized she still had intense feelings for Carl, but the allure and power pulling her toward Alec was strangely irresistible.
“A claim doesn’t negate your feelings, Kayla,” Alec explained softly.
Marcus stepped over to them, clearing his throat to get their attention. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but we’re going to need all of you. We have quite a bit of damage control that needs to be done.”
Alec nodded, taking Kayla’s hand and leading the group back toward the platform where the High Council members were discussing how best to address the public. Kayla took a peek at Ca
rl, wanting to go to him but not able to bear the thought of leaving Alec's side while he needed her.
Marcus turned to Alec. “We’ve all spoken and come to a decision. You were to be appointed to the High Council within the next few weeks based on your mother’s family name. However, in the absence of a Veritan on the High Council, we offer you that position now.”
Alec nodded. “I accept.”
Marcus hesitated, glancing at some of the other members. “We no longer have a High Council leader. This position has always been held by either a Rath’Varein or a Veritan. Your families were the original founding members of OmniLab. It’s only suitable for one of you to accept this responsibility.”
Seara was quiet for a moment and then said, “I have a suggestion.”
Marcus and the other High Council members looked at her expectantly. “The position should be divided. No one person should have that sort of control over us again. Instead, I suggest both Alec and myself share the position of High Council leader. When the time comes for me to step down, I will turn my position over to my daughter. They will lead jointly.”
Marcus looked at the other council members who nodded in agreement. He turned to Alec and asked, “Is this agreeable to you?”
Alec looked down at Kayla and raised an eyebrow questioningly. Her eyes were wide and she thought toward him, “Oh, hell no. I’m still a ruin rat. I don’t have any desire to lead this group of numnuts.”
“You saved this group of ‘numnuts’ by deactivating those bracelets. But don’t worry. Your mother will lead until you’re ready.”
Giving her a reassuring squeeze, Alec turned back to Marcus. “Yes. I agree.”
Marcus looked relieved and announced loudly, “Its official. Master Alec Veritan and Mistress Seara Rath’Varein will act as joint co-leaders of the High Council.”
Muted applause erupted throughout the room and several people offered their thanks and congratulations to them. Alec plastered on a smile, but Kayla knew it was a façade. She'd worn one long enough to recognize it even without his emotions filtering through her. The whole ordeal was bittersweet.
Marcus said, “Unfortunately, we still have the trader announcement this evening. You’ll both be needed to make the announcement.”
Seara inclined her head. “We’ll be there.”
Alec indicated his agreement before adding, “If you’ll excuse me though, I need to make arrangements for my father.”
Marcus looked at him with sympathy. “I know it was difficult, Alec. But you did the right thing.”
Alec managed a nod, and then averted his gaze. He leaned close to Kayla and asked, “Do you mind if we leave?”
She shook her head, putting her other hand on his arm. There weren't enough prototypes in the world to tempt her into staying. “I’ve been wanting to leave this place since the moment you brought me here.”
Chapter Twenty-One
They walked back to the Rath’Varein quarters. After everyone had filed inside, Alec stopped Kayla at the entrance. “I need to make arrangements for my father. I’ll be back in an hour or so.”
Kayla looked up at him and asked, “Do you want me to go with you?”
He gave her an appreciative smile. “Thank you, but you’ve done a great deal today. Why don’t you relax for a bit before this evening? I know Carl wants to speak with you about what happened. It would probably be better to give you two some privacy.”
Her throat went dry, her eyes darting nervously to the door. Once she went inside, everything would change. “I don’t know what to say to him. I don’t know what happened myself.”
Alec's touch was a soothing balm as he caressed her face. “I know. He’ll need to understand this is confusing for you.”
When she frowned, Alec added, “Kayla, you know how I feel about you. You’ve seen it for yourself. I can’t say your relationship with Carl doesn’t bother me, but I understand. You might be interested to know he was the one who told me to go ahead and complete the connection with you.”
The news surprised her and she looked to the door again, wishing she could see inside his head. Why would he have done such a thing? There had been nothing but contention between him and Alec since the beginning.
Alec turned her back to face him. “He loves you, Kayla. He was willing to risk losing you to make sure you were going to be all right.”
She inhaled sharply. The selflessness of Carl's actions floored her. He'd done nothing but protect her since the moment they met.
She looked up at Alec, trying to discern his motivation. “Why are you telling me this?”
He was quiet for a long moment. “I told you about Carl because I want you to resolve your feelings for him before you come to me. If you need more time, I understand. I’ll support you no matter what you decide to do.”
“Why are you being so understanding about this?”
He gave her a small smile and she saw a glimpse of the familiar cockiness in his eyes. “Because at the end of the day, I know you’ll always come back to me. The bond between us is too strong and neither one of us will be able to resist it. Even if you decide to run off and leave the towers with him, you’ll find dozens of excuses to come back.”
The idea made her frown. Her first instinct was to pull back and deny it. She wouldn't allow herself to be ruled by some metaphysical bond. “Is that what it’s going to be like?”
He ran his fingers along the side of her face and asked, “When I touch you, you feel complete, don’t you?”
She shivered and gave him a small nod, not comfortable with how much she enjoyed his touch. “That’s because of the shared energy. The farther away you go, the more you’ll feel its loss. That’s not to say it’s impossible to be apart, but you’ll find yourself longing to be with me again.”
Kayla hesitated, but she needed to be honest with him. “Alec, I don’t know if I want to stay in the towers. My life and everything I’ve ever known is outside these walls. I don’t want to give that up. When I’m in the ruins, it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I feel alive down there.”
His look was one of infinite patience and he gave her an understanding smile. “That’s because you were using your energy without realizing it, Kayla. Do you feel alive when you’re with me?”
“Well…” she considered the question, not sure if it was the same thing. She'd only known Alec for a handful of days, regardless of the intimacy they'd shared through their bond. When she was in the glow of an energy exchange with him, she felt more alive than she ever had. Each small touch from him evoked a promise of that powerful connection. “I don’t know. Yeah, I guess. You’re making my life more complicated. I don’t know what’s real anymore. But I know what I feel for Carl is real.”
“You don’t have to make a decision about anything right now, Kayla.” He glanced up as a few people wandered down the hall, giving them curious looks. With a reluctant sigh, he pulled away from her. “I should go, but I’ll be back soon.”
She nodded, not trusting herself to speak, and watched him walk away. Once he was gone, she let out a long exhale and went back inside her mother’s quarters.
Everyone looked up when she entered. Uncomfortable with the stares, she managed a weak smile. “Quite a show, huh?”
Veridian asked, “Are you really thinking about marrying him, Kayla?”
Kayla gave Veridian a panicked look. “Marriage? Me? I was just trying to keep that damn bracelet off me.”
Veridian stood up and gave her a hug. “I’m glad you’re okay.”
She hugged him back and then turned to Carl. Her palms were damp and she rubbed them nervously on her dress. “Carl? Could I talk to you for a few minutes?”
He nodded and stood up. She felt everyone's gaze on them as they made their way toward her room. She heard Cruncher mutter, “She’s either going to break his heart or make him incredibly happy.”
Kayla stepped inside her bedroom and closed the door behind Carl. He remained silent and just watched her. Sh
e bit her lip and looked up into his brown eyes. A million things came into her mind to say, but nothing seemed appropriate. So she fell back on what worked.
She stepped close, putting her arms around him. He hesitated for a moment before resting his hands on her waist, keeping her in place. He shook his head, his movements stiff, and didn't make any other moves toward her. “Kayla, I don’t understand what’s going on with this whole energy thing.”
“I don’t either.” The distance between them hurt and she wanted to bridge the gulf. “Alec seems to be the only one who does.”
At the mention of his name, Carl’s face darkened. Kayla could see the turmoil in his expression as he asked, “So he’s ‘claimed’ you now? What does that even mean?”
She wished she knew. As hard as it was for her, it had to be worse for him. She, at least, was a participant in the bond and could see the energy between them. Carl was trapped on the sidelines without any idea about what was going on. “I don’t understand it. He said we’re permanently linked now. I can leave the towers, but I’ll always end up returning here because of him. I won’t ever feel complete unless I’m with him.”
“Is that true?”
She hoped not, but she didn't feel confident about it. “I don’t know. I think so. Even now, I feel strange when he’s not nearby. I don’t understand it. I can still feel him, but it’s just…not right. I don’t know how else to describe it.”
Carl released her and asked softly, “So what happens now?”
Kayla shook her head and threw up her hands in frustration. “Carl, you know I suck at talking about this kind of thing.” She dropped her hands, her shoulders slumping. She wished he could just look inside her and know. “My feelings for you haven’t changed. I love you.”
He hesitated, his fingers flexing as though he ached to touch her. The small action gave her hope. She didn't want to lose him. But then he asked, “How do you feel about Alec?”
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