Chapter Five NatashaThe shock only lasted for a few seconds, before I pushed him off my body. His lips tugged up in an unrepentant smirk. Our lips had merely touched, and couldn't qualify as a kiss, but repulsion crawled over my skin. “Did you just kiss me?” It was a stupid question. But my brain wasn't moving in sync with my mouth. The question was out before I could stop it.“Head back to the dorm, Natasha. Now.” Kai ordered. The smirk had long disappeared, and he was now looking around warily.But I was way past caring about whatever was happening around the Academy.“If you don't answer my question, I'll break your jaw, by the Goddess.” My chest heaved. His watch had begun glowing again, and I observed it without appearing to.“It was barely a kiss. Don't think highly of yourself, Pest. I've kissed many girls, than I can probably keep count of.” He scoffed.I shook my head. Of course he had.“Don’t give me that crap.” I rasped, raising my forefinger. B
Natasha.“I’m sorry,” I apologized in a flustered manner, attempting to brush off the uniform of the student I'd just bumped into. Buried in my thoughts on my way to my seat, I hadn't seen her, the result was a glowering blonde looking at me with a look that could kill.“Sorry?” she repeated, disgust lacing her tone as she looked at me over. She held my wrist when I attempted to smoothen her uniform once more. “Don’t you dare touch me with those hands of yours.”I was inwardly seething with rage, but for the fact that I was the one who'd hit her first, not the other way round, I tried to maintain my calm.“I already said sorry. I was thinking about something.” I said, praying she'd just let it go.“Thinking? Hear that guys?!” She raised her voice for the benefit of other students, and her cohorts who were popping chewing gum beside her.She moved closer to me, and jabbed a finger at my chest. To my credit, I didn't lose my calm.“And what could a new stud
Xavier.‘Don’t do it.’ My inner voice warned. I watched as the boy led Natasha out of the class. She didn't look good, with bruises covered over her body. I didn't care. She'd learn how to fight as time went by. But for now, even with all the strength she boasted, she was still weak compared to an average student of the Academy. I claimed that I didn't care, yet my tie seemed tighter than usual. And I wasn't even putting on a tie. They walked past me, and the boy dipped his head differentially, but Natasha walked past. A new rage brimmed within me, more at the fact that Natasha hadn't noticed me, than at the fact that the boy had saved her.I should've been the one to. Wait-I shook my head, and donned on my non passive look before walking into the class. The girl was still giggling over her triumph. Her back was turned towards the entrance of the class so she didn't notice my entrance until one of her cohorts gestured towards my direction.Her
KaiShe hadn't seen me. I stood behind a tree far away from the garden, and watched as an unfamiliar guy tended to her. She was obviously in pain, but that wasn't the reason for my sudden anger. But what business of mine was it if my enemy was in pain? I didn't know how long I stood there for, but my chest twisted as she laughed at something the guy said. Before I could stop myself, I beelined towards them with a determined expression. “Should you be out here?” I deadpanned. Startled, the guy scrambled to his feet and bowed hurriedly. Natasha remained sitting like she hadn't seen me. “Sir Kai,” the guy said.“Do I have to repeat my question?” I asked, with a glint in my eyes. “Um, Lady Natasha had-”“The lady can speak for herself, or is our new student deaf and dumb?” I asked, still staring hard at her.No response.“How would you like your punishment, Sir-?” I cocked my head.“Aaron.” He replied weakly.“Aaron,” I repeated, stroking the rim of my
Mirah “He’s killing them,” I said, and willed myself to avert my gaze from the scene that was playing out in the projection on the wall. How could someone be so mean? “That sick bastard,” I heard Zeke growl. As he moved away, I held his arm. “Listen Zeke, we have to map out a plan. And quickly too.” I said, holding his gaze. “No,” He straightened. “The only plan there is to go out, beat the shit out of his ass. And finally send him off to the land beyond.” Zeke said with a heated gaze. I didn't blame him for his reaction. He'd just watched an uncle whom he'd been warming up to- after many years, die before his very eyes. I would react the same, even worse. “Yes. But if we make the wrong move, lives would be lost.” I reminded him. Gwev had an anxious look on his face as he walked forward. “Someone’s attacking my people. I have to get back.” He said. Something gnawed at my stomach. Tyler put the S in Sick. He was- to put it simply, deranged. I was about t
Zeke This was totally unexpected. “What do we do?” Mirah whispered to me, her eyes still trained on Tyler who was still transforming. His hair darkened like the color of the inky black night, and his fangs retreated. His muscles doubled in size, giving him the look of a giant. “We have to be on alert.” I whispered. I stared closely at Tyler, and what he was doing revealed itself naturally to me. Probably one of the powers of a Source Architect. “I gave you many chances, Zeke. But you blatantly disregarded them,” Tyler laughed loudly. It was the first time he'd regarded me as ‘Zeke,’ and not as ‘young prince.’ I glanced at Kai who noted my signal, and shadowed the others to where we were standing. Swallowing, I closed my eyes. ‘Mirah, can you hear me?’ I delved into her consciousness. She jolted, but didn't turn to me. ‘How did you do that?’ She asked. ‘I’m your mate, so it's natural now.’ I chuckled. ‘Now, don't turn. Keep an eye on his movements. I'll
Mirah I didn't have time to ponder enough, as Tyler walked in. He was dressed in a different color of suit from moments ago. “Let’s see how strong your determination is, in face of your boyfriend's death. I'm impressed, I must say. It's been weeks already.” His voice wasn't casual, even betraying a hint of anger. But that wasn't what I was concerned about. He just said, weeks. As in weeks since our last encounter? I didn't ask, afraid that I'd betray something I wasn't supposed to. As such, I pretended like I was still surrounded by heat, whereas I was lying on a plain land. “It’s time to go back. If my calculations are correct, Zeke is headed towards the castle. Alongside others of course.” He laughed sarcastically. “So this isn't Weasels?” I asked calmly. He simply cocked his head to the side, and snapped his hand. “Let’s unbind you, no?” He said, confirming my suspicion. He couldn't see through whatever facade it was that was shrouding me. And he st
Mirah Days probably moved faster here. But I had no way of knowing. The last few days, maybe weeks, had been torturous. And painful. I heard footsteps approaching, and raised my head as much as my bounded position could allow. My arms felt numb from being tied to the back. And my body burned from the heat emanating from the fire beneath. “Your face has lost color, Human. Finally caving in?” Tyler asked, as he stood on the ground safe from the fire. I didn't reply, having realized that my response only made him gloat. I pursed my lips and kept my head bowed. “It’s quite a pity you're a human, Mirabella. You'd have been a perfect fit for the Vampire royal family. But since you aren't, let's get back to the issue we have on ground. Surrender your power as the Controller.” Towards the end of his words, his voice dropped low. “I’ve told you already. I'm not the Controller.” I said, which was partly true. I wasn't the Controller yet, and I couldn't handle its pow