I brushed my skirt down as I reached for my bottle of water to take a sip and swish around just as my door opened. Xavier Martin, light as they come with natural pink lips and dark features. His thick brows, broad shoulders, and growing beard started to come in as he adjusted his tie when he stepped into my office. He smelled a sweet, husky masculine scent that made my skin crawl. You’d never know he was violently attacked by a vampire.
“How are you this evening?” I asked as I motioned for him to sit down on my couch.
“I’m doing alright,” he said with a faint, but sultry deep southern accent.
“I see you’ve recovered from your injuries…” He stared at me as I leaned forward on the desk. “It’s been a week since the girl has gone missing.”
“Guilt,” he replied, tone blunt and direct. “She will have to answer for what her family has done. Although she didn’t do it, her family stepped in her place. I think that coach knows…her friends all know where she is. She’s not missing. They’re hiding her.”
“Maggie Grey is the only one responsible for your attack. Not anyone else.”
“She didn’t do it,” he said.
I giggled with my finger dabbing my lips. I see I was going to have to use a bit of nudging.
“You are from the Southern Five,” I expressed. “The most famous witching family in America.”
I could see his eyes darken with interest at the mention of his family’s name.
“I’m not really high on that totem pole apparently,” he retorted. “My family seems to think otherwise. My efforts have been largely ignored.”
“Because you are not targeting the right person…” I said. “Maggie Grey is not seen as a threat. She is seen as the it girl…the one they aspire to be. I hear how my staff raves about her grades and the teachers that love her inquisitiveness… They adore her relationship with the werewolf,” I said with a snarky tone before leaning forward again. “You have to target her. She is the one who attacked you after all.”
I saw the sudden flash of fear in his eyes.
“She isn’t the one who did it.”
“She is,” I stressed before standing up. “Maybe not directly but why else would she leave? Why else would she suddenly disappear?”
I walked around my desk to stand in front of him as he looked up like the poor lost soul he is.
“She is the last standing First Family that was in the public. The rest are either long gone, dead or refuse to come out in support of Dr. Holmes…they are becoming extinct… You, Xavier,” I whispered as I stepped closer in between his legs. I reached for the zipper on the side of my skirt to pull down. Hisnose flared, seeing his attraction and arousal grow as he parted his legs wider. “Are a Martin… The stories I heard about your family growing up…”
I slid my skirt down with my lace panties before stepping closer to straddle him on the couch. His hands instinctively came to my waist to hold as my body slowly shifted. Rows of black soft fur fell over my skin like waves as my nose extended and the thin black whiskers tweaked. I was in my full ailuric familiar form as my head gently rubbed against his chest and cozied up against his neck and face.
“You have the chance to take over the entire Underground.” I pulled back and looked down at his face. With a gentle twitch of my ears, I inhaled as the fur folded back revealing my brown complexion and brown human eyes. My hand was in between his legs when I cupped him in the center already feeling my effect.
“You were attacked by Maggie Grey,” I whispered against his lips before we kissed. He gripped my waist, lifting me up before bringing me back down on his hips. “You will tell everyone she did it…and they will believe you…because they deserve to know the truth…”
I inhaled sharply at the sudden sharp pain of him pushing inside of me. I hadn’t realized my tail was still out until he grabbed it for a pull as the thick muscle curled against his hand. Gasping, it didn’t take long to reach my peak as my head whipped back while trying to catch my breath. Xavier was seconds after me as he picked my body up for a lift and released on himself instead. I laughed before getting up and adjusting my clothes and fixing my short hair that felt all over the place.
“You are a Martin…this is what you’re meant for,” I said as I wiped my mouth where my lipstick smeared. Xavier stared at mewith a growing smile. “Don’t look at me like that…I got caught up in the moment.”
“I like that though,” he said as he squeezed his lips together to wipe the rim where we kissed. “Have…have you heard from Danielle?”
“She is missing as well…whatever name she wants to go by. She is not a factor in this,” I waved off as I stood in my mirror against my wardrobe trying to fix my hair. I glanced at Xavier, seeing his guilty expression over the girl impersonating her sister. “I am holding a conference soon to inform students of the latest and state of things in the Underground. Maggie Grey will be arrested the moment she returns to the Grounds and questioned. Anyone that is associated with her will be taken in too. I can’t have her going around attacking more of my students, now can we?”
Xavier slowly smiled as he stood up and adjusted his tie before reaching down to zip up his pants.
“When is our next meeting?”
Bellamy Holmes
I sat in the highest level of seats in the courtroom. Overlooking a single chair in the center of the black and white tiled flooring and a row of seats before it. Chatter began to fill the air as others soon piled in from reporters to vloggers, and nosey mothafuckas that couldn’t help but watch the downfall of the Great Marvin. T. Holmes. Civil Rights leader above and below and the reason or main reason this has all started.
He would have to answer for his family’s crime sooner rather than later.
Adjusting the tinted frames, I kicked my feet up onto the chair in front of me and smiled when I saw the judges come from behind the door cloaked in black robes, taking their seats with each having a folder in hand. I glanced at my phone seeing Namir’s message come in before silently sucking my teeth in annoyance.
