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He looked away, his face reflecting a deep inner turmoil.
The texture of his shirt felt cool and a bit damp as I reached out to touch his arm, urging him to continue.
“Nova, if we can summon the dragon, we wouldn’t have to keep fighting. Its power would ensure that I’d never have to step into that ring again. It’s the key to our freedom,” he admitted, his voice filled with quiet desperation.
Swallowing hard, the gravity of his words sinking in, I whispered, “How do we do it?”
Ashale looked back into my eyes, the intensity of his gaze making my heart race. “Legend says that the dragon can only be summoned when two souls are deeply intertwined, achieving the state of true fated mates. It’s not just about affection or attraction. It’s a bond so profound that there’s not an iota of doubt, fear, or mistrust.”
A warmth spread through my chest as I considered his words.
The thought of such a profound connection with Ashale was both exhilarating and terrifying.
Could we ever achieve such a bond?
“We’ve been getting closer every time we practice,” he said, his voice filled with a quiet determination. “But it’s not something that can be forced. It has to come naturally from both of us. We need to trust each other unconditionally, letting go of all our fears and reservations.”
His words resonated deep within me.
But could we truly achieve such a bond, especially in our current situation?
My mind raced, considering the implications.
“Ashale, maybe you need more rest, more time,” I said, my voice filled with concern.
The texture of his skin was warm as I placed my palm against his cheek.
He smiled softly, brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. “Rest can wait. Our bond, our connection… it’s growing, Nova. I feel it, and I know you do too.”
I nodded, unable to deny the truth in his words.
The bond between us was palpable, like an electric current that connected our souls.
But the dragon remained elusive.
“We’ll keep practicing,” he said with determination. “One day, I know we’ll master it.”
I nodded, letting his optimism envelop me.
But a nagging thought remained, casting a shadow over our shared hope
‘ One day’ might be too late...
13
ASHALE
Every inch of my body cried out in protest, muscles throbbing with overuse and fatigue.
My mouth was parched, tongue sticking to the roof as I tried to swallow, and my eyes felt gritty from lack of sleep.
Yet, underneath the sheer exhaustion was a quiet thrum of excitement.
Every night spent intertwined with Nova, every meditative session connecting our spirits had been leading up to this point.
The dragon’s power felt like it was within reach, its very essence hovering just beyond our grasp, teasing and tantalizing.
Nova’s scent, a combination of roses and something uniquely her had been my beacon, guiding me through each bout and reminding me of what was at stake.
