The Dark Society

17

For a bit, Sabrina remained fixed on Luis, and with each subtle glance, revealed an interest. And like Alex minutes before, Tatum easily noted the continuous gestures.

"What the hell?"

"He's attractive..." Sabrina admitted, facing front. "His friend, though, is even more handsome."

Meanwhile, Alex took a seat, appearing excited.

"What did you find out?" Luis requested, shifting.

"The brunette is personable, but somewhat shy."

Without delay, Luis leaned forward and gazed.

"There's something more."

"Her name's Sabrina, and her friend goes by Tatum."

In a blink, he beamed and relaxed. (Her name was Sabrina -- a name he'd remember). Beyond that, they weren't the only ones taking notice. Because also watching were Karen Solomon and the sisterhood.

"Who's she?" Karen questioned, peering.

"I don't know..." Sienna murmured, pitching forth. "But she's not one of them."

Sienna Quinn stood as the profound second within the society. Often perceived as rebellious, her primary concern is the coven's survival. As a bonus, she retains an invaluable insight into spiritual gifts, so it's not unusual to perceive a witch's ethereal aura. Comparatively, the kinship with Dena Pierce remains strong, and due to shared philosophies, she'd bonded instantly.

Lamentably, escalating defiance towards Wicca statute continues to afflict her practice. In this regard, Bishop Luen often mentors Dena with a stern hand. Despite that, the appeasing nature of sister Lesley Ashton often prevailed. A fiery redhead, possessing an aptitude for witchcraft, rarely understood. More importantly, it's also recognized that she retains a passion for brutality when facing external menaces.

"She has power." Lesley admitted, adjusting.

Immediately, Karen turned to Dena, though she wouldn't rush any verdict based on an initial impression. Whatever the case, Sabrina stood robust, with an undeniable essence.

"I'm worried..." Dena murmured as glances altered.

Right away, Karen adjusted and squinted.

"Why?"

Without haste, she'd cringe, appearing concerned.

"She's a virtuous witch from an established bloodline."

At a crawl, Karen leaned back, groaning.

"Impossible, unless."

At every turn, she sat confused, knowing Luis preferred redheads or wenches with sandy brown hair. (Of which, neither Tatum nor Sabrina fit the description). Nevertheless, Sabrina often draws attention, though American women commonly did from their English counterparts. All that aside, Sabrina remains most popular with Luis.

"We have admirers." Tatum joked, gathering belongings.

Gradually, Sabrina looked at Luis.

"I see that."

After leaving, the girls spotted several housemates, returning from breakfast.

"Hey, Brie." Kyle welcomed, wooing.

Again and again, Kyle and Logan referred to Sabrina by the nickname "Brie." A surname she adored and an identity she'd adopted. More than that, she loved the siblings and treasured their friendships.

"Hello, Kyle." she replied, smiling.

In a flash, Logan gawked, recognizing the flirtatious behavior.

"Must you?"

Smirking, his brother embraced Sabrina.

"I told you, she's mine."

Gradually, she moved away.

"You wish."

Immediately, Tatum scowled.

"Anyway..." she interjected. "Are we still hosting the reading?"

Confused, Sabrina glanced.

"Reading...?" she quizzed. "When did this happen?"

Advancing, Logan chuckled.

"I thought you knew."

"No: no one told me." she voiced, glaring at Tatum.

Right away, Lyndsey took her hand.

"It's my fault..." she confessed. "I wanted to keep it a surprise, because we know how homesick you've been. So, I hope you can forgive me."

Given that, Sabrina shrugged and giggled.

"I'll think about it."

Immediately after, Logan glanced at his watch and gestured.

"It's time."

Like a shot, Sabrina and Tatum moved into west campus, while Lyndsey headed in the opposite direction. At the same time, Luis and Alex entered the law complex, but instead of classes, Luis remembered Sabrina.

"Hey, are you all right?" Alex inquired.

He hesitated, though maintained a smile.

"I'm fine."

Suffices to say, Sabrina's symmetry and grandeur had an effect. On a similar note, Alex felt uneasy, because he'd behaved comparably after meeting Karen. But regardless, with Sabrina, the attraction seemed stronger. Either way, he didn't speculate, though his best friend again seemed infatuated.

For years, he'd found omitting challenging, as the guilt over losing Karen troubled him. In whatever way, Sabrina had inspired an unexpected resurgence, so the first impression needed to be magical. In that respect, as news of the reading spread, it was an event he'd have to attend.

At the same time, Karen's jealousy remained prominent, so as the room emptied, she again stood watching, despite feeling neglected and rejected. Irregardless, if instincts were correct, Sabrina held a dark and sinister secret.

In light of that, she needed to learn more, but stood at a disadvantage, not knowing where to begin. Though at that instant, she recalled Evelyn Gardens; an idle but convenient coincidence that, until now, remained overlooked. Since its inception, Karen has always directed the spiritual uprising throughout campus.

And though many factions adopted the Wicca doctrine, students Trina Saint Claire and Jasmine Lloyd, (devoted atheists who'd repeatedly acted against Karen's sect), opposed it. As a result, they often stayed recluse, though Karen openly paraded the sisterhood.

"It seems the Bishop was right." Lesley whispered, observing.

Turning, Karen scowled.

"First, find out everything you can about this girl..." she instructed. "Then, see to it, Trina and Jasmine see things our way."

"That won't be easy." Dena sternly remarked.

"Obtaining absolute power never is." Karen added, smirking.

"What about Luis?" Sienna questioned.

"Leave him to me..." she retorted. "I'll manage the matter myself."

In time, the sect proceeded to the dormitory, since they, and a few others, had to prepare for the reading. More importantly, with Luis possibly attending, it offered Karen another chance to reconcile.