My Best Friend Stole My Royal Boyfriend

Chapter 24

Everyone was accounted for; I checked myself, no one was left out.

“Who did not take part?” Miss Phillis asks.

His eyes suddenly connect with mine, and I hold my breath.

My lips part when he begins to walk towards me. I look around me to see who he could

possibly be approaching, but to my surprise, there is no one here that hasn’t been tested except me, of

course. But Miss Phillis did say that it wouldn’t make sense for me to participate

in the festival. I also don’t expect Adam to suggest for me to be tested. I must be missing something;

he can’t be coming towards me.

Needless to say, I’m in shock when he stops in front of me; the surprise is still there when he places his

hand out to me, “come with me… Amiera.”

I swallow. Did he purposely say my name? He knows now that it makes me happy when he says it. I

stare at his hand, I don’t know how to explain it, but somehow, I know that I must hold onto it. I gently

place my hand in his, and he grips it in a tight hold. Adam walks with me towards our professors with

his head held high; there was this determined look on his face

that I hadn’t seen before. Why did it seem like he knew what was about to happen?

“Amiera is the only student that does not know how to create fire; how can we even consider her for

this test?” Sir Williams asks.

“Everyone of age that belongs to the fire whisperers must be tested; those are your exact words. Are

they not?” Adam demands, his eyes cool but blazing at the same time. How was

that even possible?

“Y–yes but,”

“But, nothing.” He growls. “It’s your own rules, and you will be breaking it if she isn’t given a chance to

be tested. There is not a single rule that goes against her taking part today. It’s only fair that she gets

this chance; none of you have nothing to lose from letting her at least try.”

The professors each give each other skeptical looks. They know that Adam was right;

there is no rule against me taking part today. They would, in fact, be breaking the rules by not

letting me participate. Adam takes their silence as a win in this battle, or maybe he doesn’t

even care to wait for their permission.

“Unzip the back of your dress,” he tells me. My eyes widen, unzip my dress? In front of all

these people?

“Give me the blade,” he commands as he holds his hands out towards Sir Williams. The

My eyes widen when he rips the back of my dress using the blade without any warning

whatsoever.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I hiss as I tried to hide my body from everyone looking at the stage

with curious eyes. I can see that I’m not the only one surprised by his actions.

“You were taking too long,” he whispers smoothly behind me. I gasp when he moves my hair forward,

he’s a little too close for my comfort, so close that I can feel him breathing on my

neck.

Igasp when he rubs his hand over my back. I don’t want my parents to see my reaction to

him touching me, so I try my best to hide how much this turns me on.

He leans into me, and I feel his hot breath against my ear, “this will hurt a little.” I don’t have time to

prepare myself when I feel the sacred blade against my back. He’s

drawing some kind of symbol, but I don’t care about that; I can’t when I’m in so much pain.

I scream as the pain leaves my back and travels throughout my entire body. I feel like my body is on

fire; it’s much worse than when I touched the golden candle in his home.

“Adam!” I scream his name, knowing that he’s the only one that helped me last time. “It

burns!”

“Shhh,” he whispers. “I’ll make it all better, I promise.”

Before I can say anything, he spins me around to face him. Our gazes connect, and I can’t explain the

rush of emotions I feel from just looking into his eyes. It’s powerful; it’s blinding, and it has me losing my

f*****g mind.

gasp when he points his hands towards me, and two black holes appear out of nowhere. I’m alarmed

when they join together and create a whirlpool around me. My eyes widen, and I place my arms in front

of me to protect my face from the gushing winds. It’s too powerful; it shouldn’t be this strong. But it was

Adam; this was only a little glimpse of his true power. I continue to brace against the winds when I feel

them growing more robust.

Was he trying to suck me into that thing? I was scared that I would lose my life to this

thing; that was how powerful it indeed was.

To my surprise, it does the exact opposite of harming me, however. The fire inside of my veins begins

to die down slowly until the pain is entirely bearable. I blink once, then twice, and

I’m in shock that the darkness was able to help me instead of harming me. How was that even

possible? Darkness was supposed to hurt; that was all it was suitable for, at least that’s what

When the blackness around me begins to fade, there are gasps from everyone in the crowd. I’m

confused by their reactions, and I don’t know what could have caused it. It was the first time that I could

really see the reactions from everyone looking at us. The pain wasn’t distracting me anymore, and the

giant whirlpool was finally completely gone.

Even Adam looks like he’s enchanted by something. Why are they all looking at me?

Something in the mirror in front of me catches my attention. At first, I can’t seem to

breathe as I continue to stare in astonishment.

My hand moves to cover my mouth, and I walk closer to the mirror, drawn by what is no doubt right in

front of me. There are two blazing red wings behind my back, and I didn’t think

that anything on this earth could be this breathtaking. But that’s not all; my eyes are blazing

just as bright as the wings behind my back.

Sir Williams has a look of disbelief as he approaches me hesitantly. “O our flaming

whisperer.” He stutters.

All of my teachers are lining up behind me, every one of them with a look of skepticism on their faces.

No one expected the one person who couldn’t create fire to be the legendary flaming whisperer, even I

had no idea. In fact, for a while, I thought that the prophecy would

never come true.

What did this mean? If the flaming whisperer is, in fact real, and turned out to be me, were we all really

in danger from the dark whisperers? My gaze immediately goes to the group of dark whisperers that

are all now looking at me with new interest in their eyes. I feel a shiver down my spine; Adam was also

a dark whisperer. Was I supposed to be his enemy? That couldn’t be; the prophecy had to be a lie.

There has to be a mistake somewhere.

“It’s real,” Miss Phillis says as she takes a closer look, bringing my attention back to everyone here in

front of me. More people are joining the stage, trying to get a closer look at me, or my wings, or maybe

both.

The crowd of people holds their breath as they wait for more confirmation that it’s me.

“She’s right; it’s just as the legend says. Everything. The flaming whisperer is finally amongst us. She’s

finally blessed us with her presence.” Sir Maxwell exclaims.

They are speaking about me like I’m a completely different person. I’m the same Amiera that I’ve

always been, just with blazing wings. It’s funny how a title could change people’s

reactions towards you.

My gaze goes towards Adam; why does it seem like he already knew this all along? He

how did he perform a different ritual than what everyone had to do before? No one had to rip their shirts

or have a symbol drawn on their backs. So why did he choose that method with

me?

He catches me looking at him, and my cheeks immediately turn bright red.

I don’t have time to ask him any questions when hundreds of people surround me. They were all

praising me and saying things that I’d never once heard before in my life.

I should be enjoying this, but I’m not by any means. I knew that most of these people were the same

ones insulting me just minutes before my status was revealed to them. It feels fake and forced. These

people don’t care about me; they care about the flaming whisperer in me. They want to get close to me

only because of that.

I don’t want fake friends; I’ve had enough of that already. I want people in my life that I can

trust, people who believe in me, people who wouldn’t hurt me the first chance they get.

Everyone is looking at my wings with excitement and awe; I couldn’t disagree with them;

these wings were incredible-the most beautiful pair.

After about an hour of people coming up to me and asking questions, reintroducing themselves, and

trying to become my friend, I’m finally ready to leave.

I’m not sure how to exactly make the wings disappear, but I know that I don’t want to be

walking around them with me everywhere.

“Can you even disappear?” I whisper to them.

To my surprise, they do just that. Was it that easy, or would they pop out again from

nowhere?

When they’re gone, I’m reminded that my dress is torn, and I try to hide my exposed back from my new

admirers.

Adam approaches me just then; it’s the first time he’s shown himself to me since the last

time we gazed at each other.

There are sighs and screams throughout the crowd when he takes off his white hoodie in

front of us, leaving his chest completely bare. I suddenly remember the night inside of his shower and

my cheeks turn red; I swallow the need I feel deep in my belly.

What was he doing?

I don’t have time to react when he pulls me towards him. My eyes widen when he shoves

the hoodie over my head.