Pact

I stroked Zayn's chest thoughtfully. I enjoyed the feel of his muscles and the soft skin that stretched over them under my fingers. I was still lying naked against his chest. In the last hour my suspicions had been confirmed. I had fallen in love with Zayn, I was now aware of that. Would I tell him? Yes sure. Sometime. I looked at his face, which gave the impression he was sleeping, but his breath and heartbeat suggested that it wasn't. Several times I dared to take a look inside. I was amazed to find that sex had meant much more to him than just a little fun and amusement! Unfortunately, I couldn't see what exactly he felt. That he had liked it was obvious! The twitch of the corners of his mouth at that moment proved it. Satisfied and happy about this moment, I snuggled up against him. I have no idea what would happen in the future when this whole haunt was over, but actually I didn't want to know. Maybe Zayn and I had nothing more to do with each other? A sad thought ... I was about to fall asleep when the pressure around my waist increased. It was Zayn's arm.  

"Nyria?" He muttered.

"Hm?" Was all I managed.

"Why did you look at me so strangely?"

Oh god, what kind of question was that?

"What do you mean?" I replied sleepily. Maybe he would think I was really tired and then let it rest? 

“As I entered the room, your eyes were closed. You only opened it when I was standing in front of the bed. You looked at me so strangely ... "

His pensive tone gave me an inkling of how much he puzzled over it.

"Oh, you mean that." I replied forcedly and now opened my eyes. I smiled at Zayn. 

"I was just once again overwhelmed by the sight of you."

I feared. Zayn seemed to think for a moment, then laughed softly.

"I see, that's how it is."

Inwardly I let out a sigh of relief. Did he believe it? Well, thank the Lord!

No, I didn't believe her. But so that she didn't get suspicious, I laughed softly. Her look earlier had meant something else, but I didn't know what. And she didn't want to tell me. However, that look didn't seem to have meant anything bad. No, definitely not. But if she didn't want to tell me, it seemed to be a really tricky reason ... I felt her tender body relax a bit more. My lips curled up in a knowing smile. Oh, the last few hours have meant a lot more to me than they, or perhaps someone else might believe! That I wanted the little one next to me was obvious. And that I had developed feelings for her had also been clear to me, but in the last few hours I had become aware of how deep these feelings really went. The connection between us was deep and intimate, above all familiar. All the kisses are always tender and careful, the sex wild and passionate. And the feeling in me Slowly but surely it became love. But did I want that too? I looked down at Nyria, she up at me and when I looked into her crystal clear eyes I knew that was exactly what I wanted! Love.     

All dams broke when he looked into his eyes. I don't know what made me do that, but I opened all the floodgates and spread all my feelings in front of him, like a book that I opened and held in front of his nose. I didn't have to look inside himself, with his deep and stormy kiss he signaled to me that he returned all my feelings. Tears welled up in my eyes, probably because of happiness, but none of us minded. Gingerly, as if I were a porcelain doll, Zayn cupped my face. 

“You are mine, do you understand? Nobody else should have you! ”He growled against my lips and pulled me closer to him.

"No one else would ever get me!" I whispered and let out a scream as it penetrated me.

...

"Zayn, I'll meet Ezekiel again." I announced in a whisper. Zayn, who had crossed his hand with mine, immediately pulled it away. 

“First, are you crazy? And secondly: do we have to discuss this now of all times? "

Showing little remorse, I returned his gaze.

“We have to find out what he's up to. There is no other option. Besides, he won't do anything to me for the time being, I'm sure of that! "

I knew he didn't like it, of course, but the twinkle in his eyes told me he was only considering this solution. Still he protested.

“Nyria, listen to me! The whole castle was full of traces of Ezekiel! He's probably been walking around when we were still there. Perhaps he always secretly observed you when I wasn't there. "

As much as that shocked me, he couldn't scare me. I didn’t let that scare me.

"Zayn, please!"

The two of them came in front of me, arguing loudly. What did they have to say to me? And what might their argument be about? This was the first time that I saw the two of them arguing like that. Nyria threw her arms in the air and called out loudly: "But that is entirely my decision!"  

"What is your decision?" I finally interfered.

She was about to answer, but Zayn got ahead of her by growling loudly and putting a hand on his side.

"She wants to face Ezekiel again to find out what exactly he is planning," he muttered in a bad mood. I raised my eyebrows. Nyria wasn't stupid at all, that was obvious. She got my fullest respect for the fact that she intentionally wanted to put herself in danger. Ezekiel was not to be trifled with, even I knew that. Yet this girl agreed to take a great risk! 

"You seem to be hoping for a lot out of it," I muttered, looking the girl up and down. Her demeanor showed how confident she was and how convinced she was of her idea. There was no emotion on her face, only determination was clear. Nyria took a few steps forward.

“I'm pretty sure Ezekiel's intention is not to hurt me, at least not for now. So I have a good chance of finding out what he's up to, ”was all she said. At first I was silent because she was possibly right. Ezekiel wouldn't hurt her for now, that much was certain. I was also sure that Zayn knew this too. He seemed afraid of something else entirely.

"I don't know what speaks against it." I announced tonelessly and waited for Vahers reaction.

“It's too risky! What if he's moving too fast and suddenly hurts Nyria? ”He yelled without hesitation and took a step forward as well. I eyed him thoughtfully. His concern for this woman was really heartbreaking, but he seemed to have forgotten who exactly this woman was. Nyria approached Zayn and put her hand on Zayn's shoulder for a brief moment.

“Zayn, please! I'm by no means weak and you know that. We have no other choice if we want to find out what exactly Ezekiel is planning. "

The two just stared at each other for several seconds, then Zayn sighed. He had to admit defeat, he saw that now. Now the girl turned to me again. 

"I'll go to the castle again, maybe we'll be lucky and meet him there," she explained. I nodded, but said nothing as Zayn opened his mouth again.

"You really want to leave her there alone?" He growled and looked at me. I didn't answer because Nyria was doing this. 

"Ezekiel is probably able to track you down, so it would be unwise to keep you hidden near me."

A low growl rose in Vaher's throat, but amazingly he was silent. I looked at him urgently. 

“She's right, Zayn. After all, he only showed up there when you weren't there. But don't worry, we can keep in touch with her. "

Zayn inclined her head, but the little one didn't seem that surprised. I slipped my hand into my pocket and pulled out a small pocket knife, which I tossed to Nyria. She caught it with a quick wave of her hand. Zayn seemed to have realized what I was up to, which is why he stared at me suspiciously. 

"A blood pact?" He muttered. The corners of my mouth twitched, but I remained serious. 

“You are right, normally it only serves to make someone my subordinate, but it also has a different effect. This time it only serves to keep in touch with Nyria through your thoughts. ", I explained. The girl stared at the penknife as when Zayn suddenly cupped her wrist. 

“You shouldn't take that risk. It could be a delusion. ", He tried to say as quietly as possible, but I heard it. I stayed out of there. The little one had to make this decision herself. Of course it could have been a trap of mine, actually it would have been one, but I was quite sure that Nyria had already figured out me! Nobody had just mentioned how exactly this pact worked, yet the young woman cut her palm without hesitation. Almost shocked, Zayn watched as she threw the knife back at me and I did the same. I got up, walked up to her and gave her my hand, which she then took without hesitation. Both of our blood mingled, the pact was made.