Vita

Chapter Eleven

The lunch table only has three people, me, Levi, and Ember. I tap my nails, wondering where Isaiah is. He mustn't be that late, and he is at school because I had class with him earlier. Ember eats her lunch in silence, and Levi is staring across the cafeteria.

"Well this is a nice lunch, huh?" I laugh nervously. I realize Isaiah usually is the one talking at the table.

Levi looks over at me, "you alright, princess? You seem shaken up."

"I'm fine," I lie with a convincing fake smile.

Isaiah comes up to the table with a tall boy with brown curly hair beside him, "This is Kennelly Devlin."

Kennelly looks at us and smiles, a cunning smile, a smile I don't trust, "I'm Eleanor."

"I know you all, no need for introductions," he has a slight Irish accent.

They sit down at the table and I just laugh, "Thanks a lot, Isaiah, for having more boys than girls."

"Anytime, Hale," he smiles.

"So, Kennelly," Ember asks, "what type of supernatural are you?"

"Werewolf," Kennelly smiles again.

"Well I'm-"

He cuts her off, "I know what you are, Ember. Elemental Fae, and you special in fire. I know what all of you are. Levi, an Angel of Death. Isaiah, a classic vampire. Most importantly, Miss Eleanor Halewood, a Saraph Angel, amazing."

"And how do you know all this?" Levi asks.

"Your scents," Kennelly whispers, "your supernatural smell is all over you, Eleanor's is the strongest."

"Interesting," I nod, "you're a better werewolf than Addison, that's for sure."

Levi glares at me slightly, but Kennelly speaks before him, "Addison? Who is the miss?"

"She's a werewolf, and she was here last year. We released her from her prison, and she fled New Hampshire for some other supernatural town," I smile softly, "she was a delight."

"She was a good friend," Levi chimes in, "she was like family," I clench my jaw, resisting the urge to yell nasty things about her.

"I see," Kennelly smirks, "you and Levi, Eleanor? You lasses dating?"

"Yes," Levi and I say in unison.

"Awful amount of tension you two have. Would be a shame if you broke up," his Irish accent licking the syllables, making it hard to understand.

"We're not breaking up. Eleanor and I are in a great relationship, and nobody can end it," Levi says firmly and I sigh in relief that his mood today isn't because of me, but if it isn't than it's his brother.

"Glad to hear, lad," Kennelly smiles, "and Isaiah, you have a lovely lady yourself," he looks Ember up and down, making me want to stab him.

"She is lovely, and she's mine," Isaiah laughs at Kennelly.

"Of course, lad," Kennelly smirks, making me think that he wasn't really listening to Isaiah.