I sat up on the couch, a look of urgency on my face as I watched him. I tried not to act concerned by his words, but it was difficult not to. “What’s it?” My voice was low like I was trying to prepare myself for what he was about to tell me. And I was. I knew whatever he had to say must be grave.
“Promise you will listen to me first.”
“As long as you don’t claim I’m not human, we are good to go.” I relaxed back on the couch. “What did you discover?”
I applauded myself on how composed I sounded. You wouldn’t know I was battling with my inner self, thinking back to the dream I had, and the urgent expression on Da Ankora’s face.
He looked towards my mates, who were silently watching us. They were letting me decide what I wanted, knowing I was the one he came for, and not them.
“There’s this prophecy,” he started, his gaze returning to my face. “Everything written in there pointed out -”
“That I’m not human?” I interrupted, knowing it was where he was heading with his words.
“Not only that.” He joined his hands, looking straight into my eyes. “Can you let me conclude before you interrupt?” Though his tone was low, there was a hint of annoyance. I felt bad knowing I was stressing the man, but I had to do that.
Deep down, I was scared. Terrified of what he wanted to tell me. Frightened at the thought of not being human. I couldn’t think of what I would do if I turned out to be not as human as I had always thought. Would I be like my mates? Beasts that always lose control when things don’t go their way???
“Are you okay?” Fred placed his right hand on my shoulder and pressed gently. “If you are not comfortable with him, tell us and we will -”
“It’s okay.” I puffed out a breath, looking up at him with a smile. “We need to know what it is he wants to tell me. There’s no harm in knowing what I am.”
“Are you certain?” Blue’s face was filled with concern.
I knew all the needed was a word from me to make them ask him out.
“Positive.” Nodding, I turned toward Da Ankora. “I won’t interrupt you anymore.”
“Better.” Smiling, he peered at his hands before focusing his gaze on me. “There’s this prophecy. For years, I had studied it, to know what it meant, but never got to understand it until I met you.”
I gulped, biting back the words that wanted to leave my lips at his words. I gave him my words, and I was keeping it.
When he realized I wasn’t going to comment on it, he resumed from where he stopped. “I might be wrong about this, but it doesn’t hurt to try it out.”
“Try what out exactly?” Fred demanded. “What are you aiming for with your talks of prophesies and all that? You are yet to tell us what our mate is.”
“I know.” Da Ankora cleared his throat before he asked a question that sent my blood running cold. “Did you dream about your past? When you were a kid?”
“How did you know?” I whispered, looking at him in awe. How possible was it that he knew about my dreams when I just had it?
He lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “It’s a guess.”
“So?” Blue sat up on the couch. “What does that have to do with the prophecy and what she is? Is there anything special about her dreams?”
Da Ankora didn’t answer immediately. He pinched the bridge of his nose, seeming to gather his thoughts. “She’s a hybrid,” he voiced out, his tone grave.
“What??!” I got up from the couch, my eyes wide as I stared at him, mouth agape.
“It was stated in the prophecy.” His reply was low like he was also thinking of it. “Though I don’t know much about it, there’s little I understood from the words written in the text.”
“Of the prophesy?” I asked my tone low. I was trying to understand what he was saying.
“Yes.”
“And what exactly are the words of the prophecy?” Blue demanded, sounding like he didn’t believe any of the words Da Ankora said.
I didn’t know what to believe. At that moment, I was stunned, too shocked to say a word after the question I asked. I just watched him, waiting for his reply, to know what I was. Since he said I wasn’t human, I needed to know what I was.
As I stared at him, I tried to distract myself, by listening to the hum of the birds outside the house. The soft wind that blew in from the window and the soft glow of the moon against the window panes were just enough to momentarily take my focus off Da Ankora, but not sufficient enough to make it permanent.
“A hybrid that would unite the entire LYXANT Kingdom,” he said, his tone taking an echoey sound. “According to the prophesy, the hybrid would be a mate of hybrid kings and her power would be unrivalled, even for her mates. She would be the strongest woman that ever walked the -”
I snickered, barely restraining myself from doing that. Hearing those words from him made me almost choke on my saliva – if that was possible.
“Now, this is the funniest thing I ever heard.” I plopped down on the couch. “I believe you don’t know who you are speaking to, Elder. I’m Bella,” I said, looking straight at him. “I have been a human for as long as I can remember. And not only that, but I can’t throw a punch. There’s no way I can be the same as the strong woman in the prophesy. Stronger than my mates? Now that’s the most absurd thing I ever heard.”
“Because your powers are still locked.” He got to his feet. “Call me when you start noticing changes in her. Soon, the seal placed on her powers and memories won’t be enough to hold her back. You have to prepare for the inevitable,” he said to my mates before he turned and walked towards the kitchen, back to his kingdom, leaving me with a gaping mouth, a shocked expression, and more pressing questions.