Eternal

He looked slightly taken back by my words until he visibly shook them off.

“Marcus, why would you have suspected that Lawson would have done that to me? And while we’re having this little Q and A, how the hell did he even find me up there?” I stared straight at him, practically daring him with my eyes to try and lie to me or avoid the questions all together.

“Lawson is floating in his own little world of anger and darkness; he has done a lot worse than what had unfortunately befallen you. I guess I was also angry at him for dragging me and Kat into his problems and it wouldn’t have been out of character for him to bring someone to death’s door. As for how he found you, that question should probably be answered at some other time.”

I felt frustrated by his blatant refusal and refused to concede that easily.

“Let me guess, he’s the son of a god and it’s he’s own unique ability,” I stated as I mockingly chose a few of Mihaela’s words to throw at him.

“What are you talking about?” He asked as an unknown emotion flashed across his eyes.

“Nothing, I was just messing with you,” I replied, knowing that he probably thought that I was a little unhinged due to what I had just spurted out to him.

He nodded almost solemnly before he retreated back out of the room and I was yet again left to my own devices, where I proceeded to remove myself from the bed and ran an excruciatingly hot bath to soak my aching body in.

Z

Lawson

I couldn’t believe Kat’s audacity to manhandle me out of the room, who the hell did she think she was. I had spun towards her, my fierce eyes locking onto her scornful ones.

“What the hell did you mean by that comment about the blood?” She fired the question straight at me, her gaze narrowing within her condemnation.

“When I arrived, she had been busy pummelling her aunt until she was close to death, I didn’t think she was going to stop, but I asked her too. She eventually turned away and walked towards me, by this time her aunt was completely out of it but she’d completely forgotten about the guy who was also there.

She wasn’t close enough for me to react when he bulldozed into her, they were so close to the cliff edge that I didn’t know what to do. Fortunately for me, he presented a clear opening while he straddled her legs and began to choke the life out of her. He was going to kill her Kat so I did what was necessary, I sliced my dagger across his throat and unfortunately it landed on her face.”

Kat’s razor like eyes drilled a hole right through me, as though she was searching for my very soul.

“What did she do?” She asked clearly concerned for poor little Unya.

“She didn’t do anything, there wasn’t a single reaction on her part, she didn’t even recoil from having his blood coating her. At first, I thought she was too far gone to really notice anything, but then when she awoke and clearly had a full recollection of the events and she still wasn’t fazed it made me start wondering exactly why that was. I think there is something seriously wrong with that girl and gods help us if she really is the one that the oracle had spoken of.”

Kat stood there looked completely thrown, she started to reach her hand out towards me, before she quickly pulled back and turned her back on me.

“I don’t know if I can stand back and watch you hurt this girl Lawson, whether by your actual hand or just a backlash of the choices you make, she deserves more than that and you need to stop pretending to be her friend. It’s just too damn cruel and I never thought, even after everything you have done over the years, that you were that sadistic and beyond compassion.”

With that said, she left my sight and went back to check on Unya.

Chapter Eighteen

Unya

Kat had graciously offered me some more of her clothes and even though I had wanted to say no, I was left with very little choice as she informed me that my favourite jeans had been damaged beyond repair.

For a split second I had thought that I had been angered by that news, but pushed that thought away, knowing better than to cling on to false hope of that side of me, ever starting to heal.

I had visions of Kat giving me yet another dress, that would leave absolutely nothing to the imagination, but was pleasantly surprised when I climbed out of the tub and found a pile of neatly folded clothes that had been placed on a chair just by the door.

There was a pair of black supple leather trousers, which melded to my hips like a second skin, as well as a white loose fitted blouse with a black corset that fit just beneath my breasts and finished just above my hips. I pulled my black wavy hair away from my back and pulled it up into a quick messy bun.

I found myself staring at my reflection and wondered how there wasn’t a single trace of bruising, my complexion was still blemish free and was now as pale as alabaster. My cheek bones seemed more pronounced and I wondered when that happened, I mean I had always been slim but it seemed as though I had lost some of my natural curves. I took one last look at the clothes that had been adorned to me and realised that I didn’t dislike the style, it may have even flattered me even, a lot more than the attitude style that I always favoured before.

I exited the bathroom and found Kat sitting on her freshly made bed, her eyes connecting with mine instantly.

“I knew that would suit you divinely and I have been proven right,” She stated with a clap of her hands.

I smiled slightly under her praise, as she rose to her feet and slowly made her way over to me.