True Witches: Balancing The Odds.

Chapter 3: Astrin

Astrin huffed as Ronan chucked a pillow his way, hitting him squair in the face. Astrin was spending his time on the tablet trying to track down a demon who had killed a shadow Hunter last week. He had no time for Ronan and his careless games, Astrin threw the pillow back and turnt the tablet off setting it beside him on the table. He rubbed his face thirdly feeling a headache forming, he got to his feet and walked to his room for a small nap. Astrin rarely needed naps, shadow hunters rarely needed rest, the runes on there body made it so there energy was long lasting. Astrin took his shirt off revealing his toned chest and Abbs built, then kicking his shoes off. He fell back on the bed using his for arms to cover his eyes, the other resting on his abdomen. He soon fell into a deep sleep.

*Astrin found himself in a wooded area, a beautiful face where the Sun shown and the smell of pine and forestation was exquisite. He had only heard of this dream from other shadow hunters that had mates. His mate was here! He scrambled around till he finally saw her looking up at the soft pine while her delicate hand felt along the hard bark of the tree. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, he was frozen in place stairing at her. She had long golden blonde hair that reached her bum, pale ivory skin and a body full of delicious curves. That that of Marilyn Monroe, ever her eyes ,nose ,mouth and facial angel were stunning. He was bolted to the ground when she turnt and saw him. Her green haven eyes struggled to see him, forgetting he had stopped in the shade. Then she spoke. "Hey!" her voice rung in his ears like the most beautiful bell he had ever heard. He was stunned a moment not knowing what to say. "Are you my mate?" He heard himself say without realising it. She looked confused. "I don't know what you mean?" He heard her say. She had no idea they were destined as soulmates. "You don't know..?" He trailed off pained. How would he explain this? She knew Zilch. He would need time to explain everything. He saw her fading the panic on her face, he heard her call. "What's your name?" All Astrin could think of is that his beloved was being torn from him. "No! It's not enough! I'm Astrin, what's your name?" He wanted nothing more than to stair at his beauty, relishing in her beautiful face. "Ella, Arabella.." He heard her call, then after finishing her name, Vanish. Ella..he thought to himself.*