Chapter Twenty

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~Luella

A lay back, letting the sun dance across my face.

This is the life I should be living. No wonder Thought loves to retreat to his own personal simulation to enjoy benefits like this. I sit in front of an earth made pool, staring into its emerald green, turquoise blue surface, enjoying the way is beckons me in, even though I know its depths are deeper than I can see, and the water is surely cold.

That's how much Thought's abilities have influenced me. It's gotten to the point where I haven't considered the fact that I'm actually in a dream over the past few days. I've simply enjoyed my time with Thought...at a distance.

It hasn't been easy, but I've been able to manage it...that feeling. I'm not sure if the mate bond would be so strong in real life, where my physical body can keep my in check, but in here, everything is controlled by my kind. And sometimes my mind isn't all that rational.

"I think it's time," I hear Thought say from behind me.

Glancing over my shoulder, I watch him walk down the patio of the small hut we have been residing in for the past week. The tropical air has made his hair curlier than usual, but has ultimately brightened those silvery eyes, making him appear more likely. He settles beside me on my short towel, the trees above us cascading a dappled effect of light upon him.

"You sure it's going to be safe?" I say, knowing exactly what he means. We have been mulling over when the best time would be for us to return back to the waking world. I'm not sure I'm even ready yet...I quite like this world.

"I can keep you safe," he assured me, "No one is going to touch you until we can find a cure for this curse."

Honestly, I don't have any doubt in that.

"Okay, we will go back. Will a week still have passed in the real world?" I ask him. The life I left behind isn't too busy, thankfully. Although, Fate surely must be wondering where I've gone, and so would Revel. Not to mention, Della, who hopefully hasn't come to visit to see my unconscious body.

Thought leans back, bracing himself on his elbows as he joins me in admiring the large pool of natural water in front of us. "I've tried to keep this simulation as close to the time in the waking world as possible in order to not confuse you, so yes, a week will have passed."

"I wonder what could have changed," I breathe.

"I wouldn't worry about that," he tells me, although I can hear the wariness in his voice. He has an entire territory to govern, with people calling for his presence. I, however, only have a few pesky immortals I've been trying to avoid and a sister to attend to. "Shall we find out?"

I look at him, feigning a look of disappointment. "Now? Honestly I've been enjoying this quiet oasis."

Together, we have managed to chase away all the problems that come with reality. It felt like we were building upon or relationship, slowly but surely. I've been apprehensive, though, still not completely trusting him. He's done all this for me, but still, I can't help but feel like giving myself completely over to him as a mate isn't the best idea.

"Me too, but the real-world calls," he reminds me, getting to his feet. I follow him, straighten out to clasp his hands.

I nod at him. "Alright. Wake me up then."

"See you soon," he breathes, before everything goes black.

...

I wake up suddenly and violently.

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