Entry 8:
When I first met him... I was filled with happiness. He was a pureblood wolf, who was the first to talk to me at my school. I knew he was nice from the start, and I could feel my heart beat faster everytime I saw him. His blonde hair looked as soft as fur, and his sincere green eyes pierced their way into my heart. Aiden Banks is the whole reason why I was able to accept my wolf side, and stop pretending to be a human... But I still have doubts of my other half...
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I was finally back to my usual self. I had my usual life back...or so I thought... Tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face. Zavier sighed in relief and showed me his heart stealing smile. His black hair looked sharp at the ends...I just wanted to see if they're actually as sharp as they looked. Wait... what the heck is wrong with me? I suddenly realized I was in his arms. I tried to roll out of them but, he had a tight grip around my waist. He leaned his head forward to where I couldn't see his eyes. "Not yet...don't go... a few more seconds, please," he mumbled.
From the window, I could see the sun going down. A whole day has passed?! I felt Zavier's head drop on my shoulder and his grip loosen. "H-Hey!... Zavier! Are you okay?" I asked, trying to shake him awake. He slipped back, dragging me to lie on the floor next to him. I began to panic, but I felt him breathe slowly and realized he was only asleep. He hasn't slept since the day before yesterday?!
I tried to move again, so he could sleep peacefully. His grip became tighter than before, and he put his face near mine. "Do I need to beg?" Zavier mumbled. "Is he talking in his sleep?" I whispered. He didn't say anything else. I sighed. I flipped around, looking at his face. He seems... more relaxed... As I was slipping out of his grip, I heard Zavier mumble something unaudible. I turned my head while still trying to get out of his grip when I heard him mumble again.
"Dusk... Don't go..." I heard him mutter. I froze. I could feel my eyes widen and heat rise up to my cheeks. I didn't move again. I waited for a couple of seconds, making sure he was asleep, and then finally moved. I put my blanket on him, knowing in the back of my mind that it wasn't necessary. Grabbing my pillow, I gently lifted his head, trying not to wake him up. He moved a little, and I paused. He didn't open his eyes, so I slipped my pillow under his head, setting his head down gently.
I got up and left, letting him sleep. When I walked downstairs, my sister greeted me. "Are you okay now?" she asked, moving her blonde hair out of her eyes. I nodded quietly, not wanting to say anything. "I can smell that pureblood upstairs. Who is it?" she asked. "Scarlett, I'm really tired from what happened. And he's just someone I... met," I said. "He?" I heard from behind me. "Yes, Nix," I sighed. "So, who is this 'he?'" Nix asked, walking in front of me.
"Why should I have to tell you two?" I asked. They both looked at each other and back to me, "We just wish to protect our dear little sister," they said at the same time. I glared at them, "You two are just bein' real nosy," I stated. Scarlett grinned, "Seems like she caught us... but tell us~ C'mon Dusk~" she whined. I sighed and rolled my eyes, "His name is Zavier Slater," I said. They both nodded their heads, as if his name was a great description of him. "Okay, so what's your relationship with him?" Nix asked.
I sighed, "I dunno. Friends... no... Aquaintances," I said. I felt an arm go around my shoulder, "Is that all you think of me, babe?" I heard Zavier's voice ask. "Right. 'Aquaintances' she says," Scarlett said, eyeing Xavier and I suspiciously. Nix nodded in agreement to Scarlett, "Yes, yes. It seems that they're not aquaintances," she said. Zavier chuckled, "Not really. After all... we are partners for everything," he said. "Partners?" Scarlett asked. "For everything?" Nix added. They smirked at each other. "Well, well, dear sister. It seems to us that you've been doing very fine with your partner," Nix said. "Yes, it does. We'll leave you two alone, we've got business," Scarlett said, winking at us.

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