Sugar And Ice

chapter 26

Pov of Dimitri

GOD FUCKING DANN IT!!! I shout in anger. Shutting the door behind me. I make my way to my office.

I had to walk away from her, afraid I was going to hurt her. I feel my body heating up with fury. I will kill him if it is Henry. Why would he think that we wouldn't have figure it out? Either now or later? Walking in, I seat down on my black chair. My hands on my face, my elbows on top of my wooden desk.

"What's wrong?" Edward walking in, dressed in a black suit. Something about New York makes him want to dress nicer.

"Mila had a vision about Henry, seating in his desk. Which can't possibly be a coincidence.

"She has visions?" Edward asks, as he rises his eyebrows. Crossing his arms across his chest.

"This will be her first one...this way. More vividly." Tealting my head.

Nodding his head, thinking about it. "So what now?"

"I need to know everything that fucker has been up to. From what he has done since he left from back home until who he had for breakfast as of today. Every single detail of his day and who he has spoken to. EVERYTHING!"

"Got it." Edward leaves, closing the door behind him. Leaving me in my thoughts and anger. I hear knocking, it's Hazel from her scent.

"Come in."

"Can I help on anything? I heard you shout."

"Not right now, it's better for her to be here. She can tell you everything in person, more detailed. But...." I pop my neck in readjustment. "She just saw Henry seating in his desk. Like a vision or so."

"Just out of no where? It popped up?"

"Exactly."

"She's definitely something incredible. It could have been him but maybe not. Very odd indeed just to have it appear out of nowhere. It must mean something I suppose. Is that where Edward is going?" I nod in response.

"Ok, well if you need me again or if i hear anything, I'll stay in my room." Hazel turing around to leave.

"Thank you Hazel."

"No problem." As she closes the door.

           Getting up, I go and pour myself some bourbon, when in Rome I suppose. Swallowing it down, burning as it goes. Breathing in and out, trying to calm myself, "let's not make unprepared moves." My wolf tells me.

                 I pace back and forth, rethinking what she showed me about her heritage. I've never heard of them. Very odd, as I shake my head. But I know she notice I thought of something or seemed cut off from it. When she showed me their faces, I've seen Petal before but I can't place from where or when. Some memories even after fifteen hundred years, are very much alive still in my head. But Petal, I know I've seen her before. Fuck! I refill my glass with some more liquor drinking it all.

            She's definitely evil. Her scent reeked of it. Every fiber in her body has no good left in it. But not the other two, Elvira and Ivy. They didn't have the same scent even as sisters tend to do. I doubt it was Petal who put that on Mila. She wants her, alive and well. Not injured and weak.

"Dimitri!" I hear Mila from a distance. She said yes, my wolf howled with joy and pride when she agreed to marry me. She'll forever be mine and only mine. No running away or anything.

"Dimitri!" She's getting closer. I stand up, finally calm enough, in search of my mate.

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            I stare at the door as my feet touch the cool white tile floor. My night gown goes all the way down, floor length. I hear him shout an anger, making me jump. He's very angry, I know he wouldn't hurt me but he wanted to leave just incase. I grab the first aid kit, taking a bandaid out. I look at my iv, wincing as i pull it out. Putting on the bandaid. I get up, stretching my body, y muscles feeling extremely sore.