Chosen Ones

Chapter 7: rhythm

Amelia spent the rest of her Saturday and Sunday speaking with the twins, learning as much as she could about their history as werewolves, what was now becoming her history, but she also took this time to get to know the twins themselves as well. She didn't want to push away this pull she felt to these two people who were doing all they could to comfort her. That would be a betrayal to herself and she's already suffered enough by the hands of her own blood.

However Monday came too fast and it was time for classes. She stood in front of the mirror in her dorm bathroom and stared. She had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, it wasn't that she wasn't able to sleep, it's what plagued her while she slept. Thoughts of claws and teeth and broken bones. She didn't fear her wolf, she feared what came with it. The twins had said this was a training ground, to build you and your wolf up. What were we training for. This couldn't all be for our benefit, things never are.

She had become paranoid over the last few days and as she stared at herself in the mirror the anxiety was etched deep into her face. She sighed and turned away heading towards her door to go into the hall, as she opened it she saw the twins standing right outside it waiting for her with small smiles on their face. "We, we're wondering if we could walk you to your class?" Said Will giving her a hopeful look she flicked her gaze to see Josiah adorning the same look and as their eyes met she sighed and nodded.

Will smiled and held his hand out for her to take, she reached out and took it and as she did a spark ignited from their touch and she blushed. As they began walking she felt other fingers interlace with her free hand and saw Josiah smiling at her and her smile only grew. All the anxiety from the morning was forgotten for the moment as she tried to enjoy this time before she was left to her thoughts again.

Luckily today was her art class. They had one class a day but the classes lasted for hours as they crammed as much as they could in each day giving each subject their spotlight, Monday was art, Tuesday was science, Wednesday was mathematics Thursday was history and Friday was literature.

As she found out from the twins wolf training was on Wednesdays along with mathematics and they each took up half the school period. She guessed math wasn't as important since it shared its spotlight but, since it wasn't her strongest subject to begin with, she didn't mind the lack of hours she would be doing it for.

As they finally approached the art building she once again gasped in awe. The building was a giant dome with a glass roof that had the most beautiful glasswork she'd ever seen, the building was adorned in climbing vines with purple flowers along it, the building itself was a beautiful dove grey color that caught the reflections of the glass work from the roof and shone a array of blue and purple hues reflecting over the walls.

It's exactly somewhere she would love to be to paint, all the colors swirling around had her itching to grab a brush and her mates could sense her impatience and they chuckled "Looks like we know what she wants to major in now." Chuckled Will and Josiah smiled at her softly and she smiled back in return. They stopped in front of the building and opened the door for her and she all but rushed inside she didn't get far, from the outside this building appeared 3 stories tall and she expected stairs, but as she went inside it was a large circular room with different sections in it, the walls shone with the reflections of the sun coming in through the roof and as she looked around her senses spiked, flowers and plants were potted just about everywhere and the sweet smell invaded her nose calming her at once.

As she advanced into the room she saw one section was for painters the side of the room lined with easels and boards at the ready waiting for someone to bring them to life, to the left of that was the area for people who prefer to draw with pencils and chalks, the tables were cubed up together in sets of four 3 of the tables laid strewn with tools to use but the fourth area was left empty for the person to sit.

She took a breath "This is beautiful." She said as she turned towards the twins who stood there admiring her reaction. Will was the first to respond "It does have a nice charm to it." He said and Josiah nodded "I could definitely see you painting here little wolf." He said and she blushed at the name. "Little wolf?" She said quizzically but she couldn't hide the smile playing on her lips. Josiah just smiled in response and she turned away back to the painting section.

"When does the teacher normally arrive?" She asked as she looked around for someone but the twins chuckled and Josiah stepped forward "We don't have an art teacher." He said and she must have looked bewildered and he shook his head "art is a freestanding course, you do what your heart desires here, once a week the principle comes to look at the art, she has a degree for art and teaching the arts as well, even though she doesn't she choose to make this art place one of calm and freedom, to showcase your work from the heart, body and mind." He finished.

A smile broke out on her face as she learned she had freedom to paint whatever her heart desires. Will came over and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and she looked up at him as he bent towards her and placed a kiss on her cheek. She gasped as his lips touched her and she felt a shock and instantly touched her cheek. He smiled "We will be back to get you for lunch." He said softly and backed away before Josiah approached her shyly. He placed a kiss on her other cheek and she felt the same shock.

It was mesmerizing to feel something so intense from two men who she barely knew but she knew they felt it too as their eyes darkened with an emotion she could only place as desire for more. She felt it too but they knew not to act on it. The kiss on the cheek was intense enough she couldn't begin to think of what a kiss would do to her. As she watched their bodies retreat back to the exit she finally turned her attention to her art with determination.

She took one more look towards the exit where her mates had went and then succumbed to the flow of colors and paints in front of her.