"WHERE THE HELL IS SHE."
Angeline stood there looking like she had run a few miles and fought a few bears. Her eyes searched the room wildly and when they focused on me I couldn't help but take a step back and raise my eyebrows.
"There is a room," she breathed heavily, "covered in blood with a smashed mirror and a dead vampire." She strode across the room and towered over me. In that moment I seriously regretted the extra few centimeters she had on my height. "It also reeks of your blood." She grabbed my hands and was about to peel off the bandages when I pulled away from her.
"I'm alive. Happy?"
"Oh I am FAR from happy." She hissed and I looked around her to Jason who seemed like he was halfway in between wanting to help and wanting to slide out the door. I fixed him with a stare and he sighed, taking the step forward and putting a hand on his cousin's shoulder.
"Angeline." His voice was smooth and diplomatic, a complete change to a few minutes ago when he was trying to convince me to help him take down her family. "Hayden could have died."
She turned to me. "You killed the vampire?"
I began to open my mouth and voice my excuse but the vampire pulled me into a very violent hug before pushing me away again angrily and grabbing my wrist. I winced but allowed her to pull me out of the room and down to her quarters.
She slammed the door and pushed me into a couch. I shifted nervously as the newly crowned queen blurred slightly and a second later was sitting next to me. To my surprise, she gently pulled off the bandages covering my hands.
Angeline didn't say anything but I noticed her jaw clench as she examined my sliced up hands.
It was the first time I had seen them as well. Most of the slashes were located on my palms where I had stuck my hands out to catch my fall after the vampire had thrown me, but there were a few light cuts on my knuckles and wrists. One of the particularly bad slashes had three stitches. Angelines eyes flashed angrily. For a moment I thought she was going to start messing with the power that her parents had given her but she seemed to be in control.
"Will it scar?"
Her eyes flickered up to mine but returned to the roll of new bandage that she was unwinding from a small medical bag. "Yes."
"If I had control of these... Abilities... Would it still scar?"
"No."
There was silence while she finished wrapping my left hand and I couldn't help but wonder if I would still be able to shoot a bow when my hands were finally healed.
"I underestimated you Hayden." Her quiet voice made me look up.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I thought you were dead. It's not just that he was a vampire. It's that you lack the experience, the training. He should have killed you. I don't know how you managed to get away from that with your life but from now on you have to be escorted everywhere. Do you understand?"
One of the lamps flickered and I suddenly came to a conclusion.
"You don't want to lose anyone."
This time her head snapped up and she fixed me with a blank stare while still wrapping the bandages around my ruined hands.
"I don't know what your talking about." Angeline stood again and turned, repacking the supplies into a cupboard.
"You don't want to lose anyone, but you don't understand how to make people stay." She froze, her back still turned towards me. "You think that you need to hurt everyone. To make them fear you. I don't know what you had to go through to make you this way... But Angeline, that's not what friendship is."
"You're too young to know what you have to do to survive."
"I know that if you didn't kill Owen then I probably could have seen your way. And I might have even become your friend." I stood slowly and she turned back to me, her eyes were slightly glazed over, like she was putting all of her willpower into looking right through me.
I walked past her, trying my best not to take any notice of the trail of the single tear which ran down the side of her face, and walked out the door without looking back.
No more playing the good guy. No more being weak. I needed to find Jason and tell him that the plan was on.
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Night After Day
Werewolf(This is a very old book. It was the first one I ever really attempted to finish and it took me years and there was a lot of stuff happening behind the scenes. Many people helped me write it at the time and I respect all of you even tho we were all...
