Woven In Dreams by Kaye Rae

Author:Kaye Rae
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Ten

My heart pounded in my chest. I was so stupid. I should have known this was a trap. She was going to lock me up.

Vida walked in, sat on the small bed, bounced twice, and rubbed her hand on the wool blanket. “This is where I slept when I first came here.”

I didn’t want to go in the room. I didn’t want to be seduced by her kindness and be trapped.

Next to the bed was a nightstand with a small oil lantern on top. Then through all my fear the craziest thought popped into my head that it was strange that the only lighting I’ve seen so far was old fashioned oil lanterns.

Vida stood up and gave the room another sweeping look and I hurriedly backed away further from the door and back into the big closet room.

She smiled at me then went to the other door. “That was before we knew one another. He believes that we are mates and after all these years is trying to figure out why we haven’t been able to bond when he says he knows.”

I was trying to make sense of everything she was telling me. So, she wasn’t going to lock me in the room?

“What?” I asked, shaking my head trying to clear my confusion and ask a real question. “So, you aren’t locking me in?”

She laughed. “Why would you ever think that?”

“Um, because I'm in a make-believe world that I somehow magically teleported to and met a woman who makes me feel…” I stuttered on the word “safe” as if it were a bad word, “and I just don’t understand anything you are telling me. Like one day you're his prisoner and then you're not and now you're his mate? What does that even mean? A friend-mate or soulmate? Plus, how can this place even exist and how are you glowing again? Seriously, when you do that it’s freaky.”

She chuckled. “You are a funny little human. I like how you think.” She grabbed my hand leading me into a hallway. “You are not my prisoner. You are my chosen family. I believe now I know why my eternal bond with my husband has been delayed.”

She walked through the door of her supposed home and just stood watching me. I was now more confused. She was married?

I slowly followed her into the room. It was full of both antiques and modern-day furniture, and the décor of natural rock and wood wouldn’t have been out of place in an architectural magazine. It felt like the homiest of homes. Even the crackling from the fireplace seemed to be saying welcome home. A well of emotions I couldn’t even name enveloped me, and I was suddenly spent; my emotions had been more active today than in my entire life, and add it to the week I’ve had all I wanted to do was curl in a ball, hug my cat and cry. I started shaking and squatted, hugging myself.

“I think I’m having a mental breakdown.

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