“Everything’s okay, Mona,” he murmurs as I bury my face into his chest. I need his warmth, the security he offers. For it seems that I won’t find survival anywhere else. After a while, he slowly breaks apart, leading me with him back the way we both came.
His form straightens as we walk, I turning away from him in embarrassment. He must think I’m pitiful, always needing to be saved. I used to think of myself as being independent and able to support myself, but this one day has convinced me otherwise.
The ground beneath us crunches, the leaves producing a snap as they crack. Whispers of the past wind, once a terrible gale, still brush our hair and shoulders, dancing along our skin. I now feel cold and almost emotionless, the pain having eliminated all other feelings. And now that the pain is gone, there is nothing.
When we finally reach the garden, four miraculous figures come to meet us, each handsome in their own unique way. Wes stares at me, his gaze of concern. “What happened, Xavier?” he questions the man beside me, drinking in his face of weariness.
“A Shifter,” he narrows his eyes, “was on our property.” The stunning men all rear back in surprise, pure disgust lacing through their features.
“Here?” Jake erupts, his voice furious. Ray shakes his head, Yi looking at the perfectly manicured lawn near his feet. I breathe a quick sigh of relief; I hadn’t exited the grounds. Now Xavier can’t get mad at me.
“Why didn’t you just stay in the garden?” he turns to me, his expression of anger, “if I hadn’t look out of the window and seen that gigantic tree, you would have died!”
Obviously I thought too soon. Xavier can get mad at me for anything.
My eyes narrow, my determination showing through the terror. “What was that white thing?!” I demand, “Tell me now!”
Ray’s eyes widen, his expression suddenly of excitement. “Xavier,” he begins, “if that girl’s a Seer, then we might be able to get ourselves a Spier! Imagine what we would be able to do…”
“No,” he says fiercely, “I won’t allow it. Ever.” His face is hard and resolute, his hair sparkling in the beating sun. I look up at him, at his lightly tanned skin, straight nose, and absolutely gorgeous eyes, and frown.
“Tell me,” I nearly growl, invoking an irritated glance from wolfboy himself.
“Okay, we will,” he huffs, “come on.” He drags me towards the mansion, the others following behind.
We enter the mansion doors, where I once again am faced with those evil, all knowing eyes. I shut my own in response, not wanting to see their brightness, the terrifying memories they cause. Xavier glances upwards with me, but doesn’t shy away like I do.
“Are those what you saw?” he asks. I only nod, trying not to gaze into their fiery depths. His face seems to grow more certain as he walks, though darker than usual. His hand is like a steel bar across my back, not loving and comforting like it usually is… and I hate to admit that I miss it.
We enter the small room once more, with Xavier lifting me up easily and placing me on the bed. The rest of the pack shuffles inwards, Ray swinging the door shut with a loud clang.
Immediately the interrogation starts. “How can you see a Shifter?” Yi asks in amazement.
“Are you a Spier?” Jake stupidly questions, causing a slap from Ray.
“Wow, Xavier, picking a Seer as your mate. Aren’t you sly,” Wes comments with a slight smirk.
“Shut up, everybody!” Xavier roars, causing even Wes to fall silent, “let’s answer Mona’s questions first.” He peers into my eyes, disarming me with one glance. “Go ahead, Mona,” he whispers, somehow making the words seem intimate and exciting, “we will tell you everything you want to know.”
I choke on a breath at his close proximity, pulling away slightly. I tilt my head, wondering what exactly I want to know. What I need to know.
Might as well start with the basics. “What is those white thing?” I inquire, my voice still shaking from fear of the m0nster.
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