Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 265

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My breath hitched, but I wasn’t the only one. Rowan’s chest rose sharply beside me, his grip on my hand almost bruising. Across the table, Elias leaned forward, brows furrowed deep with disbelief.

“So, let me get this straight,” he said slowly, looking at Ingrid. “You’re a witch.”

Ingrid didn’t flinch at the question. “Partly,” she said. “Ellana was a full one.”

“Did she tell you?” I asked gently.

“She had no choice,” Ingrid responded. “I could feel her–just like she could feel me. That is how it is with us. I knew she was one from the moment I laid eyes on her. Deducting that she came from Montrose… that was easy, given its proximity to Fenra.”

“When we found you,” she went on, “her other organs were already failing. She was dying. But she was a witch, and witches can prolong their lives. She extended her time for a while longer.”

“In that short time, she gave her heart to you willingly. She really believed you needed to live. She gave it before dying, while it was still beating.”

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. Rowan’s hand tightened around mine. I glanced at him and saw the strain on his features.

“I didn’t know why,” Dr. Ben said suddenly. He adjusted his glasses, shaking his head like the mystery still haunted him. “It was a phenomenon I had never witnessed before. But when I saw you again… in Ylarc, during the medical mission, I felt it.”

“I felt what I felt when I first met Ellana, and Ingrid confirmed it. It seemed Ellana’s genes, her power, had been passed down to you.”

He narrowed his eyes. “Have you ever felt… any different?”

My lips parted to respond as the images flashed through me. I thought it came naturally when Dr. Saylor trained me to become a doctor. However, it couldn’t be denied that I truly felt different right after the accident.

I had Ellana’s power. That was why I could do this.

Before I could form the words, Ingrid spoke again. “However… Ellana didn’t have any power.”

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“What?” The word slipped out of me weakly.

She nodded slowly. “She didn’t. Despite being a witch, she couldn’t wield any power.”

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I shook my head, trying to reconcile that with the Ellana I remembered. “How… how could all of this happen then?”

Ingrid’s lips pressed into a thin line. “She told me something once,” she whispered. “Something I promised to keep to the grave.”

“I don’t know if I should tell you. But what I can say is this–Ellana didn’t have any power.”

The words rattled in the air.

“Then what happened?”

“Why do I have it now?”

Ingrid exhaled, her shoulders sinking. “There’s a saying in Montrose,” she said. “That the right power arrives at the right people. Sometimes, it stays dormant… waiting. Ellana’s power, whatever it was meant to be, lay dormant inside her. She carried it, but she was never meant to wield it. The Moon Goddess knew.”

Her eyes met mine then. “It was transferred to you because you are the right person for it.”

The silence that followed was unbearable. I could hear the faint tick of the clock on the wall and the quiet rasp of Rowan’s breath beside me.

How was I supposed to feel about this? Ellana had given me her heart, her life, her power. I was alive because of her. I could heal because of her. Every beat of my chest was borrowed from the girl who should have had her own future.

I stared at my hands, my palms still faintly tingling from the healing earlier, and for the first time, they felt foreign to me. It wasn’t mine.

A smack echoed through the room, startling me so much I nearly jumped from my seat.

Elias jerked forward, his hands flying to the back of his head. “You really are a lucky bastard,” he said flatly, his voice carrying both irritation and admiration.

His gaze went to me, then back to Rowan, slightly breaking the seriousness in the air. “You have all of that for a mate? Man, I want something like that, too.”

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“Were you successful?” my mother asked, her tone deceptively light.

I dropped my gaze. “We managed to poison their men,” I answered. “However… their security is top–notch. We were outnumbered in an instant.”

The faintest click of her tongue echoed. “So, it’s still difficult even when we’ve already made our presence known.”

I knew that sound. It was disappointment, and disappointment in her eyes was worse than any punishment.

“I sense that they’re planning something,” she continued absently, her long fingers tracing patterns over the wood of her chair. “Do you think they’re going to attack back?”

I shook my head. “No.”

Her lips curled into a humorless smile. “They won’t,” she confirmed for me. “They’re too righteous for that. They think they’re above everybody else. So they’ll continue to deflect our attacks, hiding behind some noble excuse about the people’s well–being here. That—” she snapped her fingers lightly “—is their weakness.”

She leaned forward, eyes glinting with contempt. “But it’s not even real righteousness. It’s pretentious. They pretend to act for the people, but their hearts are bound by fear.”

She was right. She always has been. I had seen the hesitation in Fenra’s warriors, the way they clung to ideals while their defenses strained. Still, something in me nagged–if they were so weak, why had we failed to crush them entirely?

Her gaze snapped to me, cutting through my thoughts. “Have you asked that woman to be on our side?”

My jaw tightened. “Not yet.”

The truth was, I didn’t know how to approach her, especially with Rowan Wrenmoor by her side.

“If only she would hear me out,” I said at last, “then she would agree.”

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