The Legions Broken Flame

Chapter 8

Soren

I'm so ready to get out of this f*****g car.

I spent hours cramped on a flying death tube, and now here I am, cramped in the back of this Uber with an overly chatty driver. I just want to stretch my legs and have five minutes of peace before I officially mee my Little Flame. My nerves haven't calmed down since I first sat on the plane. Before I know it, the car is pulling up to my aunts house.

I could feel my new bond grow slowly the whole plane ride as I got closer to her. Now it was taking everything in me not to storm right inside and scoop her up into my arms. I can feel her anxiety, which seems to be constant, but she is also happy and content at the moment. She should enjoy some more of her morning before I inevitably freak her out.

I thank the driver and grab my bag, taking a deep breath before exiting the car. I'm practically buzzing with anticipation by the time I'm at the front door. My hand comes up to knock, but the door is whipped open before I can even make contact. I'm engulfed in small, strong arms. "Hey, Aunt Grace, it's nice to see you, too." I chuckle. She pulls away with a bright smile.

"I'm so glad you're here! It's been too long. Look at you, such a man now!" She teases me and my face splits into a grin. The raging inferno coming from the bond is driving me crazy, though, and I don't know how much longer I can hold myself back.

We step inside and I slip my shoes off, my eyes sweeping over every visible part of the house. "She's upstairs with Ezra in the guest room." Aunt Grace says, making me blush knowing I was caught. "You should go see her. Putting it off won't help much, hun." She pats my shoulder and walks off toward the kitchen. I look at the stairs, unable to move for a moment. Just up those stairs is the one person made souly for me. my literal dream girl, and I couldn't be more nervous.

I set my bag down and slowly make my way up the stairs. Once I'm outside the guest room door I hear the most musical laugh and my knees go weak. I push into Ezras mind to see her happy before she gets freaked out.

When I finally built the courage I push to speak with him this time.

'I'm here.'

Ezra clears his throat on the other side of the door and begins to talk. "So, O. My mom just texted me that my cousins here."

"Oh, that's fine. You don't have to sit with me all day, Ez. Go see him." Ophelia says sweetly.

"Well, actually, he wants to meet you." My heart is pounding in my chest. Only a few more moments and I can finally lay my eyes on my beautiful flame.

"Oh! Umm, yeah. I guess that's fine." She's hesitant, I can hear it in her voice.

I hear Ezra blow out a breath and his foot steps moving closer to the door. When it finally opens, Ezra stops to give me a look of warning. I totally get it. This is going to take a lot of patience from everyone to help her understand what's about to happen. Especially with the background she has.

Ezra pushes the door open the rest of the way and steps aside for me to enter. As soon as I do I feel a shift in the air as my eyes collide with wide silver ones. "Hello, Ophelia." I say taking a hesitant step forward. Our eyes never leave eachother and I can see the confusion swirling in hers.

"H-how... but you were... but the dream..." The words tumble out of her mouth, unable to form a complete sentence. Ophelia glances between me and Ezra a few times while I slowly make my wayto the side of the bed. Her eyes settle on me again, tears threatening to fall from the overload of emotions I can feel from her. "But it was just a dream."

I hear the door click shut as Ezra leaves us and I gently sit on the edge of the bed beside her, lifting my hand to cup her face as I had on the beach. I pause momentarily when she flinched, but proceed when she doesn't pull away. Warmth spreads through my hand and up my arm from the contact while Ophelia let's out a shakey breath, leaning into my touch.

"I told you I was very much real, Little Flame. You are mine to protect now."

"I thought my mind made you up." Ophelia whispers while reaching out to touch my face, as if to make sure I was real. When she hesitates I take her hand in mine and place it against my cheek. I almost melt at the feeling of her soft hand against my skin, mixed with the warmth her soul gives mine. "Why do I dream of you?"

"Because you are my twin flame. We were meant to find eachother." I will not lie to my Little Flame. I will be as honest as possible to help her understand our world. "I will answer every question you have, Little Flame, but may I ask something first?"

Ophelias brow furrows, but she quietly replies, "Yes."

My fingers push back into her hair and I suck in a breath. "Could I hold you for just a minute? You've driven me crazy for months when I couldn't catch you." Her head c***s to the side, contemplating, before nodding slowly. I move to rest my back against the headboard and Ophelia let's out the cutest squeal when I pull her into my lap. My arms wrap around her and I hold her as close as I can, breathing in the scent of her coconut shampoo. "I've waited for this for so long." I murmur into her hair as I feel her body relax into mine.

Ophelias emotions are still funneling through the bind on a continuous cycle, confusion being the main one, but also relief, that brings more confusion. We sit like this for some time until I feel her body start to shake. Pulling away, I hold her face in my hands. "What's wrong?"I ask frantically looking at her tear soaked face.

Ophelia shakes her head, still held between my hands. "I-I don't know."

I brush the tears from her face and push her hair back. "Tell me what you're feeling. You can be honest with me." Ophelia takes a shuddering breath to calm herself down before answering me, looking directly into my eyes.

"I feel relieved and happy that you're here, but I don't understand why. I should be freaking out that a stranger from my dreams is real, yet I let you hold me because I wanted you to. None of this makes sense. We just met, but I feel a pull toward you like I've always know you, and it's so confusing. Maybe I've finally lost my mind." The last part comes out as a sob and I pull her head into my chest while I rub her back.

"I know, Little Flame. I'm so sorry that you feel all of this. You have not lost your mind at all, though. I promised you I was real, and I promise I will explain everything that I can to the best of my ability. I will never lie to you." Ophelia nods againt my chest and continues to softly cry while I stroke her hair until her breathing evens out.

'She's fallen asleep.' I push to Aunt Grace's mind.

A minute later the door creaks open and Aunt Grace, along with my father, walk in and close the door. Aunt Grace comes over to check on Ophelia, her hands resting on my flames head for a moment. "She will be okay. She is overwhelmed, but fine." She removes her hands and strokes Ophelias face with the back of her knuckles in a motherly manor. "Oh, my sweet girl." She says softly.

"I will take car of her, I promise." I tell my aunt and she smiles at me.

"I know you will, Soren. I just hope her mind is able to take it all after what she's been through." Aumt Grace whispers while looking at my Little Flame lovingly. Setting Ophelia on the bed gently, I slide off and tuck her in, then we all make our way out of the room.

My father speaks first. "Noone outside of this family can know for now. She would be put in more danger than sending her home to her father." The mention of the horrible man enrages me, but I push the feeling aside and nod in agreement, Aunt Grace nodding along with me.