Polynatural-Book 1

Chapter 40

I inhale a deep breath and let Brody's "yes" sink in. I calm my nerves and put on a blank composure, not sure what to do next. I honestly did not think I would find anything here, but it was the only lead I had. It's not exactly a clue leading to my mom, but I can possibly meet my dad. Except, I can't understand a few things. Why did my dad never come to see me? Why did he leave my mother and I? Why was my existence as a Divames hidden from me until now? There are so many questions that I want answers to. Can my dad tell me everything? My past, my own existence...I'm not even sure about anything anymore. I believed my sole purpose in life was to become the best agent The Society ever had in order to find my mother. This is no time to turn back Lacey. Although I'm not sure what I will find if I go down this path...

Brody places a hand on my shoulder. "Do you want to see the Vaughans?" 

I slowly nod my head. "I'm just not sure what I'll find from this. My whole life has always just been The Society and The Boss. The fact that I have family, and that I'm not alone.... It's just a lot to handle." My voice quivers a little at my last words.

"It's okay Lacey. I'm right here with you. You're not alone in this world. I'm your life mate."

I can feel the air tense up at the words life mate. Every time he says those words I feel a pang of guilt and predestination.

"I just hope I get the answers I'm looking for."

"Come on Lacey. I need to ask my aunt to see if she can arrange for us to meet them. They are royals after all. You can't exactly just walk into their home asking to meet with them. It may not some like it but there are a lot of formalities in the Divames world."

Brody grabs my hand and leads me at out of the Notre Dame. He pulls out his cell phone as we approach his motorcycle. He begins talking quickly in French as I let my gaze soak in the view of Paris. It is really quite beautiful here; with the sweet sun dazzling over every corner and crevice, even down to the small cobblestones on the street. The horde of tourist chaos fades into oblivion as I'm immersed in the aura of Paris. Maybe one day I'll come here to enjoy myself, but not now, not today. There are many things I need to find out. These last few months have been a whirlwind for me; unexplainable events, secrets of this world. Who am I?

Brody returns his attention back to me and looks me up and down. What?

 "We need to go shopping. It's not very respectful to appear in front of the royal family in jeans and a t-shirt. We are meeting Claudia at the Efflance Shopping Galleria." A mischievous grin spreads across his face. 

"Who is Claudia?"

"Oh just my aunt's personal stylist. She's going to do a number on you."

"This isn't some cheesy chick flick where you get to do a makeover on me you know," I say with utmost sarcasm. 

"Oh but Lacey we can always pretend." He gives me that charming smirk of his as I clamber onto the bike.

"OH BRODEUX! NANETTE!" A young woman, mid twenties, with lush auburn hair greets Brody and I with kisses on the cheek. She smells of light sakura flowers and her green eyes hypnotize me as she glances me up and down. Damn, does every Divames look this perfect. She puts the Victoria Secret Angels to shame.

"We have much work to do," She speaks in a thick French accent.

Her long dainty fingers grab my arm as she leads me to the nearest store. I roll my eyes at Brody. I didn't picture my day involving me playing Barbie. Brody smiles and gives me a wink

"Have fun!" He speaks to me telepathically before he turns to the men stores.

It must have been a few hours before I finally saw Claudia smile approvingly. She settles for a blush pink pleated dress with a flower embroidered baby doll collar. The dress rests slightly above my knee, just enough to look professional. Claudia tops my look off with nude heels accented with a small bow at the ankle, taupe nail polish, and a few thin silver and white bracelets. She even went as far as to get a stylist to give me soft waves and light "just kissed" pink lips.