Love Thread: The beginning book one

Chapter Six

Lyrra stood in the busy crowd, deep in thought. Her cousin had shared how her life was in danger from her own fiancé, yet there was nothing she could do except watch her marry the same man. Lyrra closed her eyes and let out a sigh.

"What am I going to do?" she murmured. She glanced around the reception hall filled with smiling faces, unaware of the true situation. Across from her stood the newlyweds, greeting their guests. Isabel wore a tight smile, as if she didn't want to be there at all. This made Lyrra feel even more heartbroken. She turned away from the couple and was about to find a seat when she heard someone call her name.

"Lyrra!" She looked up to see the couple approaching her and forced a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

"Oh hey," she said, noticing one of them looked tense while the other beamed with joy. The sight of Richard's cheerful face made her smile vanish.

"Richard, congratulations on your wedding! I hope you treat Isabel like the treasure she is," Lyrra said. Richard grinned widely.

"Of course, Lyrra! Why would I do anything less? But I can't shake this feeling that you aren't thrilled about me marrying your dear cousin."

"Why would I feel that way? What makes you think so?"

"I don’t know; it just seems that way." He stepped closer and gave her a hug.

"Thank you for your support for both of us," he then whispered.

"I know you have the gift, but if you don't mind your own business, I might just harm your sweet cousin," Richard said. Lyrra felt a chill run through her body as she wondered how he knew that. They parted ways, and she glanced at her cousin with concern.

"Oh, look! My special guest has arrived," Richard announced, glancing over her shoulder. She turned to see a group of people gathered around someone. As the crowd opened up, she found herself staring into blue eyes that seemed to lock onto hers. Memories flooded back from the dream she often had about a man with blue eyes in a forest.

"It's him," she whispered. He walked toward them, still fixed on her. When he reached them, he paused and smiled.

"Congratulations on your wedding! I'm sorry for being late; please accept this gift," he said as he held out a black bag to the couple.

"That's alright, and thank you for the gift! It’s great to see you again, Kael; it’s been so long," Richard replied.

"This is my wife Isabel and her cousin Lyrra,” he introduced them.

"Nice to meet you! I didn't realize my husband knew a famous author," Isabel said with a smile while shaking his hand.

"We were friends in college," he answered. Then he turned to Lyrra and offered his hand.

"Nice to meet you; I'm Kael." Lyrra stood there staring at him for a moment before smiling awkwardly and shaked his hand.

"Nice to meet you too," Lyrra replied, surprised by what the boy meant when he said "the same girl." She was about to speak when something unexpected occurred. Looking around, she noticed that everyone had frozen in place. The couple next to her was staring at them without moving. Confused, she turned to Kael, who wore a similar expression of shock.

"Why did they stop moving?" he asked her.

"I...I don't know. And why are we the only ones still moving?" As pain shot through her chest, she clutched her dress tightly. Kael began to feel the same discomfort, and suddenly their eyes glowed gold while their chests started shining too.

Golden threads began weaving around them. A golden strand emerged from both of their chests, intertwining and glowing brightly. Then, just as quickly as it started, everything returned to normal as if nothing had happened. Both Lyrra and Kael were left breathless. Isabel looked at them with worry and confusion.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked. Richard also gazed at them in bewilderment. They exchanged glances, unsure of what had just occurred but sensing that something significant had changed.