He doesn't look at me when I walk into the room.
I have never felt this way before. His cold, icy treatment has never escaped me. In the two and a half weeks I've been here, his aura has always been warm, comforting. But now I feel unwanted.
Everyone can feel this sudden change in behavior. Xavier's face is like stone, incredibly beautiful, but unchanging. Yi is just sitting at the kitchen table, playing with his spoon. Wes doesn't flirt with me, giving me a brief, encouraging smile.
Jake hands me a small carton of milk and a bowl of yogurt. "Eat up," he says briskly. I grab a spoon from the table, shove it into the sweet, delicious goodness and let it linger just in front of my lips before closing my mouth on it.
"Please sit down," he directs me to a chair; "We need to talk to you about some things." Being careful not to make eye contact with the blue-haired beast, I dropped down, staring into Jake'
In a beautiful room, lined with thick blood red curtains and marble statues, there is a long table. One person reclines on each seat, each looking very uncomfortable, fidgeting in their position. A chubby, stocky man stands off to the side, pouring drinks into teacups, then delivering them to the impatient men.Silence reigns over them, not even a breath heard. Each man looks like a statue, motionless and unmoving. It's almost like a painting, stillness in the air but violence suspended just beyond. Annoyance and anger flutter at the corner of a slender man's mouth."When will he get here?" he finally utters, his voice echoing in the large room. The murmurs begin, each one in agreement. They get bolder and bolder, until they are talking harshly and openly.Then suddenly there is silence, and the anger subsides. All eyes turn to one place. The sudden commotion begins again, surprise turning to fear.T
~Mona~The grass tickles my toes as I move slightly, sleep releasing its strong hold on me. The warm sunlight bathes my bare skin, my hair lying on the grass. I stagger to my feet, wondering why I am here in the garden.My gaze turns to the fountain, then it all comes back to me in a flash. I blush as I think back to my time with Ray earlier, with the fountain and the statue. Ray's warm embrace was very comforting, of course, but at the same time, it was terrifying. What if Xavier had seen us? What would he have thought?I hate to admit it, but I miss him. I want him to laugh and joke with me like he used to. He's really grown on me, so much so that I almost want a touch, a touch of his fingers. However, he is really impatient. It hasn't even been a month yet, and I've changed my old skin, cured people of their diseases, and had guys flirting with me. Even now, my brain is about to go into overdrive. Why can't it underst
There is a sudden squeak, and I am immediately awakened. My eyes remain closed, but my heart beats faster and faster.I freeze completely, not moving a muscle. The small, almost inaudible noise echoes once more in the room, and I am sure there is an intruder. My nose detects a slightly flowery aroma, full of old age and gray. Alertness rises in my blood, suspicion in my thoughts.I slowly open my eyes, aware of the darkness that surrounds me. It is the darkest of nights, almost as dark as when my eyes were closed. Without a sound, I slide across the floor, my feet making no resounding impact with the ground.I see the silhouette of a small being standing in front of my closet door, rummaging through my clothes. I crawl forward like a snake, sliding across the floor toward my target.Suddenly, fear stiffens the creature, and it dashes for the door. I rush toward it with incredible speed, grabbing its
That's when I realize how bad our situation is."I'm going to get ready." I take a step back and sit on the plump mattress in a daze. Ray seems to sense my hidden dismissal and slips out into the hallway.I set the bag down beside me and look around, looking at my various belongings. What should I bring and what should I leave behind?After a second of thought, I grab my emerald ring from the bedside table. It's not necessary for protection because I have very bright green eyes now, but the fact that he gave it to me makes it definitely worth having in my bag. I would wear it, but it seems to symbolize the good times we have together, and those are times I don't want to remember right now."Mistress," a small, soft voice whispers from the hallway. My head snaps up as I see an unfamiliar Phœnae peering into my room. Her ebony hair is long and wavy, surrounding a heart-shaped face. With large bro
The rain is falling, the cold fogs my vision. The clouds are dark and intimidating, enveloping the world like a thick blanket. A shivering figure is huddled outside, head and arms covered by a thin jacket.Without a moment's more hesitation, I flung open the door, hastily pushing the person inside. I could tell it was a girl, because she was wearing a knee-length dress, rather low-cut and very fashionable."What's your name?" I ask her softly. She doesn't answer, clutching her soaked jacket with long, sharp nails. "Would you like me to take this and wash it?" I gesture to the jacket. She remains silent, unmoving.I move my hand toward the jacket, but she finally speaks, stopping me with her voice. "Where is Xavier?" she asks softly, "I need to see him." All the while, she keeps her head down, as if she's afraid of my gaze. Water trickles down her bare skin, soaking the carpet beneath her feet."Okay,
Our feet pound the dirt in perfect unison, each of us in sync with each other. Danae is next to me, having to take two steps for each, and Ray is on my other side. I can't even see Xavier beyond Ray's form, but I can feel his presence. His enchanting scent always tends to make its way to my nose. It's so strong that it almost makes me lose my step, invoking grief and regret through my blood. I can feel his anger, his frustration hammering at my defenses.I shake him off, focusing on the scene before us. An endless expanse of trees is before me, making me wonder when it will end and I will finally have a clear view of the thundering sky. We move much slower than usual, as Danae and I drag the two werewolves down. I can tell this speed is bothering Ray, a frown adorning his features. He looks both scared and angry, fear in his expression.For some reason, I can't bring myself to possess that same emotion. For how am I supposed to be afraid of
We are now in the second line and my stomach is starting to get butterflies. How do I order my food? Is there some sort of special protocol for something like this? The cash register is a rather cute teenager, who looks incredibly bored and tired. Everyone behind him in the kitchen is acting the same way. I don't want to look like a fool in front of them.I tilt my head toward Danae and whisper, "You go first. I want to see how to order."She glances at me, then lets out a small laugh. "Okay, Mona," she nods, then gently steps in front of me. Xavier and Ray both give me an inquisitive look, but I ignore them, focusing on my teacher as she approaches the cash register.We gave her heels before she left, but even now she can barely reach the counter. The boy has to look down on her and is soon surprised by her beautiful adult face. His eyes widen slightly, then quickly readjust."What do you want?" he
"Once we get our food, we must eat it quickly," Xavier warns, careful not to make eye contact with me, "we cannot wait for the council to find us.""How would they know where to look?" I ask in amazement."All the council members tend to have an excellent sense of smell," Ray says, "if they get an item that has our aroma on it, then they can track us like a pack of bloodhounds. Of course, they can't do that if we're several miles away.""Oh," my eyes widen, "but they'll probably be able to find something! Especially if they take the mansion...my scent has to be on everything I've touched!"Ray looks at me, then examines our surroundings. "It's not safe here," he turns back to us, whispering softly, "we need to find another place to finish our conversation."Xavier follows suit, examining the area. "But where can we go that is completely private?" he expresses his concern.