The Witch of Anima

Chapter 34

Xander moved his hands from my face and wrapped them around my back, not breaking the kiss. He held me closer to him and lifted me up ever so slightly, and I jumped into his arms before I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.

I didn't break the kiss between the two of us and pushed my lips harder against his while I kissed him, and he chuckled and kissed me just as hard as I was kissing him.

Finally, my Fated pulled away from me and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead, and I couldn't help but frown while I looked at him because I was not ready for him to break the between us.

My Fated bit back a small chuckle and placed another kiss on my lips before he shifted so that he was able to place both hands on my face after he made sure that I was stable and wouldn't fall. He tapped my cheek three times, and I couldn't help but scoff and roll my eyes with a small scowl on my face.

Xander chuckled and bit back a small smile, looking very amused at my reaction about breaking the kiss between the two of us.

I bit back an annoyed sigh and placed my hands on either side of his face before I placed my forehead on his, and my Fated stayed still waiting for me to give him another indication of what I wanted him to do.

I closed my eyes and squeezed tight before I opened my eyes and looked at my Fated, silently telling him to close his eyes, and he nodded and did just that without so much of a question and just a lot of trust.

But was that trust misplaced..?

I ignored that thought and closed my eyes again before I focused on the bond we shared as well as making a mental image of a door being the thing that was blocking the two of us from speaking to each other telepathically.

Sure enough, a door seemed to appear in my mind, and I couldn't help but breathe a small sigh of relief.

Oh, thank Gods...

I pictured myself knocking on the door, with a soft one, two, three, just like my Fated did to silently ask me to set the bond up in the place, and my Fated grew still and tense underneath me.

Again, I knocked on the imaginary door three times again, praying that my Fated would get the hint and "open" the door so that we could set up a bond for us to speak that way.

However, he never did...

Instead, he pulled away from me and broke whatever thing that I had set up between the two of us, much to my annoyance and frustration, and I couldn't help but open my eyes and purse my lips in annoyance.

He slowly blinked and cocked his head before he moved one hand from my face and made a knocking motion, silently asking me if that was me "knocking" on something like an imaginary door.

I nodded in confirmation and cocked my head while I raised an eyebrow and motion for him to open the door but was met with a blank look on his face and nothing in his eyes.

I sighed and pursed my lips in annoyance before I pointed at myself and made a motion of opening the "door" I had made between us, silently asking him if I would be able to open the "door" that I had set up between the two of us so that we could talk to each other.

My Fated raised an eyebrow in question before he slowly nodded, silently indicating that I would be able to open the door and "step" through it, even though he had no idea what I was doing and why.

I rolled my eyes again but grabbed his hand and placed them on my face again, earning a small chuckle from the male that had saved me and whose life was tied to my own.

He moved his hand across my cheek before he placed his lips onto my forehead and placed a small kiss on it before he placed his forehead on mine and closed his eyes, silently waiting for me to do something again.

I rolled my eyes a second time before I placed my hands on his cheeks and closed my eyes again, focusing on the bond between us, symbolizing that we were Fated together and that our lives were intertwined with one another until either of us died and hopefully through death as well.

Oh, Gods help this man...

I again pictured the door between the two of our minds, focusing on setting up a bond that would break through each other's wall that was set up to protect our minds from anything else.

I knocked three times after I had the image of the door in my mind, and again, my Fated grew tense as if he still didn't expect the knocking but made no indication that he was going to open the door.

Instead, he knocked three times as if to tell me that he could see the door and wanted me to open it so that I could finish setting the bond between the two of us.

I huffed and rolled my eyes but did what I was told to do and imagined a doorknob on the door and me reaching for it with a shaky hand.

And once I placed my hand on the doorknob, I couldn't help but gasp out a little in shock because I could have sworn that I felt the doorknob in my "actual" hand, even though I didn't try to grab it but kept my hand on my Fated's cheek, not wanting to break the bond between us again because I had no idea if I would be able to set this up again a third time.

My Fated grew tense under me but didn't move a muscle, even though I had a feeling that he wanted to talk to me and to see what was wrong. He waited while I took a deep breath and then released it with a small whoosh, before I turned the doorknob and pushed open the door, opening the bond between us once more.

And the first thing that my Fated said, as if he knew that I would be able to hear him, was 'Hello, my Love. I am so sorry for grabbing your wrist so tightly and hurting you, and I hope that you can forgive me, and if you don't, then I understand because I wouldn't be able forgive myself either for hurting someone as beautiful as you...'