She was a beauty by far the most attractive girl he had ever laid eyes on. He was drawn to her from the moment he met her. Despite her being a human, she was not made for his world, and not meant for him and it only made him want her more.
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Kaia
Dear Universe,
I hate you.
I rub my eyes as I walk towards the fire, further away from the music and the thrill of the party.
I still couldn't believe Alastor took off with my glass as if it were some sort of family heirloom.
No more S'mores, no juice. What a night.
I glimpse in the direction of the flames blazing even higher now.
This is unwise I try to tell myself. I shouldn't be so curious after all curiosity did kill the cat.
Yet those words mean nothing to me as I try to focus on the dancing embers in an attempt to find the dark place in my mind once again.
I nearly trip over a pair of black boots not watching where I'm going.
It's just my luck, but thankfully, I catch myself balancing the palm of my hands on an uneven surface.
I peek my head up only to realize my hands are on another person's legs.
Black cargo pants cover legs that stretch for days.
I slowly bring my eyes to the face, and as I'm about to say something, my mouth goes dry.
I Hate you again, Universe.
I was inches from his face, close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body. I could feel his breath against my skin.
His dark eyes glinted in the firelight like lightning in a storm. His lips were full, his expression unreadable, but there was a hint of something in his eyes that made my heart skip a beat. I was standing in the middle of a thunderstorm, mesmerized by him.
"Thought I said be careful." His voice was icy as he spoke, but with a hint of amusement, as if he secretly enjoyed watching me squirm.
"Ah, uh, sorry about that. I didn't mean to, I was just... I didn't see you there," I said sheepishly, feeling embarrassed. I furrowed my eyes at him for a second.
Not even twenty minutes have passed since I ran into him in the hall with Rica.
The thought of them having a quickie makes my stomach churn and I feel queasy when the images try to enter my head.
Yuck.
I chew the inside of my cheek as I straighten myself to my full height.
After mumbling another apology, I rush away from Lincoln's intense gaze. A few strangers, including Ara and Cairo, separate me from Lincoln's proximity.
