Arcane

Prologue

Chiara Nyx, "you and I, we are different, we can't be together."

She knew what she was saying, breaking his heart was the only option she had. Their powers do not intertwine, they are not the one. 

But somehow deep down she felt a rush of adrenaline every second their eyes meet, every minute she sees him. This is so wrong, she thought.

The thing with vampires is that they can read anyone's mind, even werewolf, and Chiara was no exception, he felt her guilt and her pressure but somehow he felt like he was blocked, he was not able to understand her mind much. 

Purely exceptional, he thought, but why? He could feel the intensity of her words but he could only think of kissing her, hard.

She didn't need a gift to understand what he was feeling, his quiet face and gloom look give much realization that he was not happy. Something tells her she will regret doing.

At last he said, "Ok" and he was just gone, as fast as wind blew and she was standing alone at the very first place they met.

She released herself from the pain, the feeling and just cried.