The Rose Witch - Chandelle LaVaun Page 0,53

know immediately.”

I frowned. “Angels have soulmates?”

“Sure. They can. Especially the ones who weren’t born angels.” He licked his lips and pushed his hair back off of his face. My eyes couldn’t stop staring at the crystal on his hand. “Now for angels, we’re born with them – or reborn with them. If my soulmate was an angel like me, this glyph would have appeared in 1453 when I was reborn as an angel—”

“But it didn’t—”

“Because my soulmate is not an angel.” He smiled and it hurt my heart so much. “When two soulmates are different species, things get trickier. For example, my soulmate is not an angel so she was not born with the glyph, so my glyph showing up had to fit one of the other criteria.”

“First sight, touch, bite or kiss,” I said numbly. I wished he’d just get it over with and tell me who she was so I could go have a cry in the bathroom.

“But you see, I was born fae. Which means my glyph could not appear until I kissed her.”

My stomach turned at the idea of him kissing another girl. I looked away from him, trying to hold myself together. “Okay…so what, you kissed someone in the last few hours? Is that what you’re telling me?”

He chuckled.

I whirled on him. “You laugh?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to. It’s just…” He grinned and leaned closer to me. “Chloe, I kissed you.”

I frowned. “Well, yeah but—”

“In your kitchen,” he said and nodded his head in that direction. “When I was making Rolland jealous. I kissed you.”

“Yeah, but…but…” my heart stopped. I suddenly remembered seeing something flash from his chest after he kissed me.

He gave me the most breathtaking smile, then reached out and pressed his finger to my chest. “It’s you, Chloe.”

I froze. My brain short-circuited. It can’t be. It can’t. I’m not that lucky. But I looked down anyway — and gasped. There on the center of my chest was a lavender heart-shaped crystal that was identical to his. The same red vines spread across my chest and down my right arm. I lifted my hand off the ground and marveled at the crystal on the back of my hand.

“You had your shirt on until a few minutes ago, so you didn’t see it on yourself,” he said softly.

I looked up and met his eyes. “I’m…I’m your soulmate?”

He grinned wide and nodded. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine quickly, then pulled back. “Yes. Chloe Lancaster, you are my soulmate.”

The sound that came out of me as I tackled him was not human. But he just chuckled and caught me, wrapping his arms around my waist and squeezing me tight. We fell back to the floor still holding each other. My pulse was beating like a runaway train but I didn’t think I’d ever felt this happy.

I giggled and pushed up and pressed my lips to his. Except this kiss was different. It wasn’t hot and bothered, it wasn’t a blaze of heated passion…this was…love. Those three little words bounced around in my head, begging to be let out. But it was too soon. He’d think I was a crazy person if I professed my love for him already. Even if we were soulmates.

Soulmates. My heart was so happy it was going to explode. Yet I also felt relieved. Now I understood why I felt this strongly for him so instantly.

I pulled back and rolled onto my side and he copied me. “So if you were a witch instead of fae, we would’ve got these glyphs the moment we met?”

He nodded and tucked my hair behind my ear. “I suppose that would have made this morning go a bit smoother. I’m sorry we had to wait.”

“I don’t care. I wasn’t letting you go another hour without me kissing you anyway.”

He buried his face in my chest and laughed. When he pulled back, his eyes were glistening. “Right back at you.”

I smiled and ran my fingers over the lines on his chest. He was my soulmate. My forever. I never had to worry about my heart again. He wasn’t going to break it. He wasn’t going to leave me for someone else. I never had to worry that he didn’t love me. We’d have each other for the rest of our lives— wait. A horrible, sickening thought occurred to me. I didn’t want to ask but I had to.

“Malachi?”

“Hmm?”

“How does this work?” I swallowed roughly. “You’re an immortal angel…I’m a mortal witch…”

“I don’t