The Rose Witch - Chandelle LaVaun Page 0,52
skipped. He sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and I fell apart. I threw my head back and gasped.
The world disappeared around me.
Everything was white and bright. Warmth wrapped around me from every angle. He released my hands and yanked the shirt off of my wrists. I groaned and cupped his face between my hands, dragging his mouth back to mine.
I couldn’t have said how long we were sprawled there on the floor like that, just kissing and reveling in the moment we’d just shared, but soon the morning sun beamed a spotlight right into our faces. We hissed like exposed vampires and dove for the safety of the shadows behind the sofa. Malachi flipped back onto his back and threw his arm over his eyes. He chuckled.
“The Prince of Hell shrieks away from—” I frowned as my gaze landed on his right arm draped over his face. Thick red lines like vines coiled around his muscles, covering every inch from his shoulder down to his fingertips. I pushed up on my right elbow and found it even covered half of his chest.
He scowled. “What’s wrong? Chloe?”
I shook my head, still frowning as I tried to process what I was seeing. “You said…before when I asked…you said you didn’t have a soulmate. That those lines only appeared in your angel form.”
He narrowed his eyes, watching me carefully. “That is what I said, yes—”
“But this is a soulmate glyph!” I hated the whine in my voice, but I was about to freak out. “That wasn’t there before, Malachi. The crystal in the middle of your chest. It’s purple. Lavender to be exact — and there’s one on your hand!”
“Chloe—”
“Tegan’s looked just like that!” My voice shot up an octave and my stomach tightened into knots. “Sure, hers was pink with black lines but it looked like this. It’s the same. Isn’t it? This is a soulmate glyph, isn’t it? Isn’t it?”
He took a deep breath, then slowly let it out. “Yes, it is a soulmate glyph—”
My stomach rolled and bile bubbled up my throat. I sat up and pushed my hair back before I vomited on myself. I squeezed my eyes shut. “Oh God. You have a soulmate—"
“Chloe—”
“Who is it? Just tell me, just get it over with,” I cried and shook my head.
“Chloe, listen—”
“Wait a bloody second.” I spun to face him, heat pouring from my face and chest. “I asked you. You looked me in the eye and told me you didn’t have a soulmate! I’m not making that up. A girl remembers details like that when she likes a guy.”
His lips curved up in a wicked grin and his eyes sparkled. “So, you do like me?”
I gasped. “Are you serious?”
He chuckled and then bit down on his bottom lip. “I like you, too. For the record.”
“You lied to me,” I whispered.
“No, I didn’t.” I must’ve made a face because he held one red-vined finger up to my mouth. “When you asked me that, I was telling you the truth as I knew it. I did not know I had a soulmate at that time.”
My eyes burned with the need to cry. I knew this was going to hurt like hell, I just thought I had more time. I thought I’d be fully clothed. “But you do now.”
“Yes, I have a soulmate now.”
My heart sank. My gaze locked on that heart-shaped looking lavender crystal in the middle of his chest. Somehow in the middle of our lovemaking I’d completely missed it, granted the lights had been off and I’d been distracted. If I had known…I wouldn’t have let this happen, I wouldn’t have let us go that far.
“Chloe, listen—”
“Who is it?” I heard myself whisper. Then I shook my head again. “I don’t understand. How could it just happen like that? That fast?”
“Soulmate glyphs appear under different circumstances depending on your species.” He sat up beside me, his eyes softer than I’d ever seen them. “Humans don’t have proof, they have to just guess – which is unfortunate. But for the rest of us it shows a visual mark.”
“Like that.”
He nodded. “For witches, the glyph is instant the moment they meet their soulmate. At first sight. For shifters, the glyph appears at first touch. Vampires is first bite and the fae are first kiss. So if two fae knew each other for a thousand years but never kissed, they’d never know they were soulmates. Same goes for shifters and vampires. Only witches and angels are lucky enough to