All Chapters of Awakening Prime: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"So, I'm guessing that you knew daddy dearest," I asked the professor while picking at my nails. "I thought Xerxes while he was here at the Academy. He had arrived from the human world similarly as you had. He wasn't very social but had an aptitude for magic…misusing it that is. He was always in a fight yet refused to join Professor Xanxia in the arena. He was very strange that way." Professor Faren had a slight frown on his face, that he quickly shrugged off as we arrived at the guard outpost. He seemed to know all the guards by name and a few of their family members too. They thought highly of him but I still wasn't sure about his thoughts. I couldn't get a read on his mind and the few times that I thought I'd tune in to his mind, he was just speaking softly. "So what's a darkling like," I decided to ask once we were clear of the guards. "Ah, excellent question," he said. The merriment in his voice overwhelmed me with regret. I could already hear the senseles

I wasn't used to having other people care about me. Only my mother used to inquire about my mental health on a daily basis. She would have strange questions to ask about my emotions and thoughts. Once after I had gotten into a fight in middle school, she sat me down and told if I had ever done something that I wouldn't do consciously in any particular circumstances, I should tell her about it. If I was to ever feel like a passenger in my own body, I was to tell her immediately. Had I become a passenger in my own body? There was that strange night that I couldn't remember. Ugh, I needed to get a grip and sort out my priorities. Saving my mother was of utmost importance and I couldn't do that if I wasn't strong enough to beat Xerxes, which meant having a full schedule and little time for hanging out with my friends. I sighed, if I devoted all my free time to hanging out with my friends instead of studying and learning more about my father, I would be far behind with my studi

"Leave the door open," I told, Cassian as he entered my dorm. He smirked as he pushed the door wide open. "Okay." He paused by the door, stuffing his hands into his long coat as he glanced around. He had insisted on carrying my bags to the white house but what he had actually meant was that he was going to make the two lycans lurking outside the doorway do all the heavy lifting while he watched my every move like a hawk. There were so many questions that I wanted to ask him but I knew better than to expect a straight answer. He was so closed off and mysterious. I knew that he'd tell me all that I wanted to know one day in the future but I couldn't help but want to know now. Was deciding to wait for him the right call? Should I have just let him drift away just as he wanted to push me away for some unknown reason because let's face it, you don't follow a distraction around like a lost puppy. I nibbled at my bottom lip, placing a few of my books in a large bo

The walk up two flights of stairs was pure torture. As my chest burned and I struggled to breathe, I started to feel a little sympathy towards Silas. As he stopped several times to stretch his muscles. When we finally arrived at the top floor, we walked for a really long while, following the twists and turns of the hallway. Silas finally dropped my suitcase and bag before a door in an hallway leading towards a set of double doors. My curiosity piqued as I began to ponder what mysterious laid beyond the velvet doors with gold forming intricate patterns against the wood, similar to that of the front door. "What's behind that door," I asked after allowing Silas to catch his breath. He followed my pointy finger to the doors and he smirked. This should be good…as long as ghosts weren't involved. "Well, if you must know, Miss. Malcolm," he started to speak with posh accent but dropped it when it made him out of breath. "Thats your room!" My eyebrows shot through the ro

I slapped away Silas' hand for the third time since he asked to walk me to class. I had agreed reluctantly but now, I was regretting my decision because he hasn't stopped trying to hold my hand. We were walking side by side along the path that connected the dorm tower to the building that had hosted Professor Faren's lecture hall. "Tai, this needs to look convincing," he said with a sigh, halfway to my destination. "I did not agree to this," I said slowly, glaring at him from the corner of my eyes. "Come on, it was a dare! I had to do it. Don't you want to knock some sense into the big bad lycan?" I rolled my eyes and folded my arms, so he would stop trying to hold my hand. Silas threw his arms around my shoulders instead, forcing me closer to his body. I caught a whiff of his perfume. It wasn't that bad, he made an effort. He smelled good. "Solace, don't make me break your arm. I've done it before, with even raising a finger," I said threateningly, staring into the depth of h