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It's early morning, and neither Nik nor I could lay in bed another second wide awake, so we are now in the parlor. He paints on a peace that usually would take him days has taken him three. At the same time, I read through the book from Shane's office, which would usually take me a day, not three. That's how long it's been since the little discovery about me. We have not talked about it because I don't want to, which has resulted in us not saying anything to eachother more, so I am not talking. He wanted me to embrace being a wolf, and I told him why should I embrace something he hadn't even embraced. I pointed out that he might be a hybrid, but he's no true wolf. So the silence between us is understandable for now.
I feel a shock go down my spine, causing me to frown as I look at Nik. "You invited Stefan over?" He looks at me, confused, as Stefan walks into the parlor staring at Nik's painting.
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"Looks like a giant snowflake."
"I prefer to think of it as an expression of postmodernism," Nik says, putting the brush down and admiring his work. "It's my donation to the Winter Wonderland charity event."
"Took you long enough." I mutter and feel his glare at the side of my head.
"Your book has been upside down for the past hour, love."
Shit, my eyes focus on the page it's open to, and he's right. I slam the book close as he chuckles.
"You said it was urgent." Adrian says as he enters the room. His tone was annoyed. My eyes narrow at him.
"Yes, take this to the Mystic Grill immediately."
"You want me to be a delivery guy?" He scoffs. I get off the couch and step towards him before Nik can, closing the space between us.
