me what it was to feel again, of what friendship and love could be. It was bittersweet knowing my time among them would end as soon as I completed my mission. After this, I would return to the shadows and an endless existence of being and only feeling enough to preserve and rescue doomed love.
Was it truly wrong of me to try and savor it while I could? Was I wrong to try and snatch up as much of this freedom as I could? Seid had not appeared from the sky or called me to his palace to punish me for this indiscretion. No higher power over him had done anything to stop me.
Or stop Seid fro m cursing me in the first place , I bitterly reminded myself.
It took much longer to find Derek’s high -end flat on foot than using my supernatural gifts. Part of me feared using my gift again and losing the liberty of humanity. But if I was going to make it to Lissa in time, I needed speed. Closing my eyes made it easier to see the unseen world shifting around the human city. Lissa and Cain’s thread that had tied them together now hung fragile as spider’s silk.
Pushing my guilt to the bottom of my heart , I let the curse expand from that tightly bound place in my soul to trickle back into my skin. Already the bronze shades of my skin began to reflect a rainbow’s array of color and my need to be invisible had returned. At least people easily forgot me once I was gone. It reminded me of my one consolation and sorrow. In giving into Cain, I was forced to accept how easily he would forget once I left.
Before entering I wrapped the cloak over my shoulders and donned the hood so it shaded my face. Derek’s apartment suite was squeaky clean, refreshed from his maid’s recent buffing. Judging from the continuous high buzzing of cleaning machinery nearby, the maid hadn’t left.
My chin snapped to the left as I heard the click of her heels on the tile. Lissa wore the same ensemble she had left the club in days before. By the confident sway of her hips and obvious meticulous primping she had managed to gloss up better than ever. I took a step back before she knocked into me on her three-inch stilettos and watched her pause before the hall mirror. Her luscious curls spilled over her face and her lips parted with a faint gasp. Green eyes widening in fear, she quickly reached inside her clutch and pulled out her makeup. Covering the bruise on the outside was the easy part, I wanted to tell her. What Derek had done to her wasn’t something she could cover, nor should she have to cover it.
After twisting her neck, chin to shoulder and back again , she nodded with grim determination. “It’s for the best, chica. Derek’s gonna give us what we always wanted, remember?” Her voice trailed off the moment a uniformed maid peeked her face around the corner. Lissa stiffened and replaced her despair with a stronger mask. The maid watched her with open disdain, hidden beneath a blank stare. The message was loud and clear.
Guilt infested me as I followed Lissa out of Derek’s apartment.
It’s your fault. You were selfish staying with Cain and not looking after her.
We crossed many intersections alongside hubs of people who switched streets in well-trained herds. Lissa was trying hard not to act like the looks some gave her bothered her. Here was where the wealthy and powerful ruled. Even to my untrained eye, she didn’t fit in with this uptown crowd.
Sliding into the cab before she closed the door was more of a challenge. But it allowed me the rare opportunity to ride inside the chipped yellow vehicle. And as she twisted her fingers and picked at her nails, a wild idea began forming in my head.
“So, I guess the answer is, support. Without that, everything falls out of place.”
-claudia
Chapter 11
Convincing Lissa
Within the hour we arrived back where my journey began. The club looked dead from the outside, along with the rest of this sleepy, older section of the city. Lissa pushed her hand through me to reach the
Was it truly wrong of me to try and savor it while I could? Was I wrong to try and snatch up as much of this freedom as I could? Seid had not appeared from the sky or called me to his palace to punish me for this indiscretion. No higher power over him had done anything to stop me.
Or stop Seid fro m cursing me in the first place , I bitterly reminded myself.
It took much longer to find Derek’s high -end flat on foot than using my supernatural gifts. Part of me feared using my gift again and losing the liberty of humanity. But if I was going to make it to Lissa in time, I needed speed. Closing my eyes made it easier to see the unseen world shifting around the human city. Lissa and Cain’s thread that had tied them together now hung fragile as spider’s silk.
Pushing my guilt to the bottom of my heart , I let the curse expand from that tightly bound place in my soul to trickle back into my skin. Already the bronze shades of my skin began to reflect a rainbow’s array of color and my need to be invisible had returned. At least people easily forgot me once I was gone. It reminded me of my one consolation and sorrow. In giving into Cain, I was forced to accept how easily he would forget once I left.
Before entering I wrapped the cloak over my shoulders and donned the hood so it shaded my face. Derek’s apartment suite was squeaky clean, refreshed from his maid’s recent buffing. Judging from the continuous high buzzing of cleaning machinery nearby, the maid hadn’t left.
My chin snapped to the left as I heard the click of her heels on the tile. Lissa wore the same ensemble she had left the club in days before. By the confident sway of her hips and obvious meticulous primping she had managed to gloss up better than ever. I took a step back before she knocked into me on her three-inch stilettos and watched her pause before the hall mirror. Her luscious curls spilled over her face and her lips parted with a faint gasp. Green eyes widening in fear, she quickly reached inside her clutch and pulled out her makeup. Covering the bruise on the outside was the easy part, I wanted to tell her. What Derek had done to her wasn’t something she could cover, nor should she have to cover it.
After twisting her neck, chin to shoulder and back again , she nodded with grim determination. “It’s for the best, chica. Derek’s gonna give us what we always wanted, remember?” Her voice trailed off the moment a uniformed maid peeked her face around the corner. Lissa stiffened and replaced her despair with a stronger mask. The maid watched her with open disdain, hidden beneath a blank stare. The message was loud and clear.
Guilt infested me as I followed Lissa out of Derek’s apartment.
It’s your fault. You were selfish staying with Cain and not looking after her.
We crossed many intersections alongside hubs of people who switched streets in well-trained herds. Lissa was trying hard not to act like the looks some gave her bothered her. Here was where the wealthy and powerful ruled. Even to my untrained eye, she didn’t fit in with this uptown crowd.
Sliding into the cab before she closed the door was more of a challenge. But it allowed me the rare opportunity to ride inside the chipped yellow vehicle. And as she twisted her fingers and picked at her nails, a wild idea began forming in my head.
“So, I guess the answer is, support. Without that, everything falls out of place.”
-claudia
Chapter 11
Convincing Lissa
Within the hour we arrived back where my journey began. The club looked dead from the outside, along with the rest of this sleepy, older section of the city. Lissa pushed her hand through me to reach the
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