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She finally pulled away, her strength shining through again. She gave one last sniffle, the sound tearing at my heartstrings. She never deserved all this, and the fact that it was done by one privileged bitch made me even angrier.
"How did you guys learn what you are?" she asked, retreating back to her spot against the wall with Lachlan. He didn't make a move to change back, so she eventually put her fingers back in his scruff, a small smile playing on her lips. Jealousy started to flare, but also an odd sense of acceptance and hope. My vampire side’s possessiveness wanted her to myself, and the other, more rational side of me, knew she belonged with us all. We’d make a damn good team.
"We actually go to a similar academy, just one meant for our kind. Obsidian Cove Supernatural Academy," Tristan explained, moving to his desk and pulling out his phone. He found a picture of the school and showed it to her. A hint of hope lit up her eyes before her eyebrows furrowed.
"Did you find out recently?" she asked quietly.
"No. Most of us come from lines of supernaturals. It's rare to find someone who doesn't know what they are," Aeson said in his soothing voice, trying to break the news gently. The issue is you can't just tell someone that they didn't have to go through all this shit, that they should have known what they were, and not have it sting a little. Lachlan grunted as her fingers tightened in his fur.
She was silent in the moments following Aeson’s response, and Tristan’s eyes started to grow wider, an indicator that he was getting concerned by the thoughts she was projecting.
"That's bullshit," she said angrily. "How did a whole fucking community fail me?! I didn't have to grow up with parents that fucking hated raising me! I didn't have to stay at this hell on Earth!" she raged. Not one of us had anything we could say to help. She wasn't wrong, the community had failed her. The supernatural government was supposed to keep track of those living among humans. Unfortunately, sometimes kids slipped through the cracks, hence why they sent us after them.
"I'm sorry. If it's any consolation, Lach made the headmaster pee his pants for not stepping in sooner," Calev said quietly. His face was still stoic, but I could see his jaw was tensed, a surefire sign he was struggling to control his power. All we needed was for the gargoyle to go into a rage, destroying everything in his path. She hadn't noticed that he kept quiet, but I had a feeling she'll demand he show her too. Even among supernaturals, people were terrified of his kind. He didn't want to scare her more than she already was at this point.
She let out a strangled laugh at the headmaster's expense, before it turned into full laughter with wheezing and tears. It’s sad that she almost looks surprised to feel this little bit of joy. We need to bring more laughter into her life. We eventually joined in, unable to not laugh at the sound of her cracking up, and the tension in the room lessened again.
"You did that for me?" she asked, looking down at the bear. He gave a happy grunt, and she giggled, leaning down and planting a kiss on his snout. "Thank you."
"So when do you want us to take you there?" Calev asked as gently as he could manage, which still sounded intense.
"I realize they may be able to help, but I'm already starting at a disadvantage. Can we hold off until we know more? Or at least until we know what I am?" she asked, before pausing and looking at Calev. "What if I decide not to go?"
"Then, that's your choice. We aren't the only school around, but ours is the best. Think of it as a supernatural college. We learn the skills we need to control our powers, and how to apply them in our community," he explained, though I could see the jaw clenching again.
'Is she really considering it?' I projected to Tristan again.
'No, she wanted to see what we'd say.' his response was immediate. Relief flooded me, I didn’t know what I'd do if she left. I can't just stalk her, but fuck if I was letting her just walk away from me unprotected. We may not be as vile as humans could be, but there were some bad characters in our community too. The guys weren’t kidding when they joked about how possessive my vampire side could make me, and for some reason, it was making me feel like she should be ours to keep.
"What kind of jobs does the supernatural community have? Government? Currency? How do you stay separate from humans to buy and own your stuff? Is it a separate community they don't know about?" I could tell she had more questions but was holding herself back.
"You know what, why don't I get you some information you can look over, and you can read it instead of us boring you. In the meantime, you have a new room assignment. Let's run for some takeout and process, get you some rest today, and then we can make decisions later?" I tried, hoping to give her time to process while also giving her a distraction.
"Well, that would be fine if I wasn't chilling in this t-shirt dress,” she said, gesturing down at her form. I took a moment to scan my eyes over her, the lacy outline of her bra visible through the thin shirt. My c
ock pressed against my jeans, reacting to her sexy curves. She smirked at my obvious scan of her body, slowly crossing her arms in front of her chest. But I didn’t miss the way she clenched her thighs together, the smell of her arousal drifting over me. “Where's my new room?" she asked warily.
"Next to ours, we hijacked part of the faculty suites. You even have a shared bathroom with us, so no more humans. We brought your stuff up while you were sleeping. Your roommate loved us moving all of it around at two in the morning," Tristan said with a chuckle.
"Through here?" she asked, pointing at the other door. I nodded, and she walked over, opening it and walking through to her room. We all smiled as an excited squeal rang out right before the door closed.
Maybe we can make this work, after all.
March 18
Midday
Lennox
I had been ready for twenty minutes, yet there I was, sitting on my bed and contemplating all the crazy shit I had just learned. Part of me was excited, because wasn’t this what every girl dreams about? Five sexy guys coming to sweep you away from your miserable life to a new world. Yet there I was, doubting and dragging my feet the whole time. But who could blame me? It all sounded so damn crazy.
You know what you saw and felt. You breathed underwater, you had gills and fucking scales. What they're saying is true, and you can't deny it. So pull up your big girl panties and face this. Get to know them, and then decide what to do.
With that little pep talk, I took a deep breath and stood up, heading for the joint bathroom. It wasn't locked, so I let myself in. Lachlan was standing at the mirror, putting gel in his copper hair. Not wanting to make him move, I hopped up on a dry part of the counter and watched him. He didn't say anything at first, just continued his routine and waited for me to break the silence, his eyes darting over occasionally.
"Thanks for keeping me calm," I said quietly, staring at the mosaic tile on the ground. Heat flared across my cheeks, as I felt his eyes boring into me.
"You really weren't scared of me?" he asked quietly. I peeked up from under my lashes at him, giving a soft shake of my head.
