Elena, a DemonBlood, when she discovers she is the rightful heir of The Grayscape, she must claim her throne. She will need Logan's help and many others to overthrow her controlling mother.But after falling in love with the Guard sent to retrieve he...
It was almost 4:00 Am in the morning when Logan came for me, just like he said he would.
I looked around my old room, knowing that leaving it would be tough. I touched some of my clothes I had decided to leave behind as I stared at my packed duffel bag sitting slumped on the floor. Sinking into my bed once more and sighed, casting my eyes downward. I can't believe I'm actually leaving, I mean what girl docent imagine leaving their home, but this.....
I groaned softly as I stuffed my face back into my pillow again. I only looked up when I heard the sound of something pinging against my window. I walked over to it and gasped as the cold air hit me full on when I swung my window open.Logan smiled up at me
"Real classy you know throwing rocks at girls windows"
I said to him. He was tall enough that his eyes poked over my window ledge as I talked down to him, He smiled again making it even weirder (if that's even possible with Logan.)
"Would you rather I had jumped up and played a peeping tom?" He laughed hysterically.
"You're creepy, and quiet down! " I said as Logan hauled himself into my room.
Please just come right on in!
I mumbled in my brain as Logan curiously looked around my room
"What never been in a girls room before?"
I asked him, crossing my arms incredulously in front of my chest as I sat down on my bed again. I mean sure, the old faded lilac color was a bit much, but my room wasn't that bad! Logan turned to me and raised one of his eyebrows mischievously
"Actually I have been in plenty but I thought....."
He stopped himself and went back to staring at a Doctor Who poster above my bed. I'd been watching Doctor Who ever since I was five with my dad. I glanced around the room then jumped off the bed.
"Well, are we going or not?"
I asked, thinking to ask him about what he had thought about my room later. As if snapping out of a trance he turned to me and offered to pick up my bag. I didn't want to seem weak (even though it was REALLY heavy) so I slung it over my shoulder as Logan lead the way out of my window. I made sure the note for my mom was in place, basically stating I was fine and had gone to live in the woods for a meditation project. My family appreciated meditation so I knew they'd be mad but happy if that was even possible. I glanced around at my room once more before turning off the lights.
Outside, Logan was impatiently leaning against a tree humming something I couldn't recognize. I breathed in and out, watching my breath curl in slightly visible patterns in front of my face, Brushing a strand of my hair back, I filed Logan out of my yard and into the hundreds of acres we owned. My parents would never search the whole land so I was basically safe. The only thing I kept thinking about where Logan taking me. And How?
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