Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

0017 ➳ Ryder

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Evelyn Hall's POV - 12 / 07 / 2013 : Apartment 6:2B

"I expected you faster," I muttered as he appeared before me, as some might say, out of thin air.

"Literally a couple of minutes," his smooth voice replied, 

"Well I was expecting a couple seconds," I grumbled, looking up at him with a crooked smirk, he smiled, his pearly white teeth bright in the room as he embraced me in a tight hug. 

I closed my eyes, my head resting on his firm chest as his hands gently held my hips. "Now Lyn, what was the favour you had in mind?" His lips curling in a smile, as he winked carelessly at me. 

"Well I'm going to need a few of your colt members," he nodded suspiciously, 

"I was hoping it was just you and I, but no matter." I shook my head a smile appearing on my face, winking he said, "The more the merrier."

"That flirty attitude will never cease will it?" I huffed as he winked puckering his lips playfully. His long shoulder length hair was swept messily, in it's usual unkept mane. His unnatural violet eyes dancing with humour as he stroked his crooked jawline. His fingers delicately tracing his smooth chin as he smiled, accentuating his dimples and sharp cheek bones. I squinted up at the man before me, my face portraying no emotions as I smirked. 

"Now why would we need some of my colt members?" I took a sharp intake of breath, my smirk disappearing behind a grim smile, my eyes averted to the wooden floor as I tisked. 

"Well now, where should I began."

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"I don't really have a choice do I," he groaned, running his hands down his face as I patted his leg sympathetically. 

"Of course you do," I replied a sweet smile on my face masking my sarcasm. 

"Well then, no, I'm not going to get my colt involved," I feinted sadness, 

"Oh, did I say you do have a choice? No," I tisked, "you don't have a choice." I licked my lip, biting down upon it to hold in my laughter as I slapped his leg. My eyes flashing with happiness as I stood.

"When will they be arriving, I'll prepare the cheese," he huffed in annoyance, as they arrived instantaneously before me. "Darn," I feinted being upset once more, as I stomped my foot childishly. The twelve witches looked at me boredly as they stood still behind Ryder. "You know?" I slumped down on the sofa opposed from Ryder, "I suspected you were a demon when I first met you." He frowned, his violet eyes meeting mine, a warning held in his own. I smirked knowingly, turning my hand to admire my nails. I looked up from my fingers, slowly returning my gaze to Ryder who no longer stood surrounded by his colt. 

"So I was correct in thinking that you were a knight," he sent me a face full of distaste, his eyes darkening to a pure black as he snarled. 

"Now why would you think that?" he growled sarcastically, 

"Well your name for one," I muttered, my eyes flashing red briefly before returning to grey. "Two, I saw you there alongside Nybaas, might I add," clutching my heart, "it hurt." He rolled his eyes, as he stood pacing the room. "And three? Your attire isn't very... Witchy?"