My Demonic wolf.

Chapter nine

Unknown POV
          'That was easier than I expected'I thought while looking at my reflection.'The illusion looks realistic enough the only problem is my eyes ,I wonder if he will notice,probably not.'I took my car keys of the desk and headed out.
           I was almost at Adrien's house so I decided to park my car and walk.It would be hard to explain why Jennifer who was me at the moment was using my car.
           I knocked on the door and after a minute of waiting someone finally opened it.Standing  in front of me was Valery.'Wait a minute how did I know her name,If my memory serves me right I have never met here before' .
           "Jennifer?" she asked with a confused look.
           "Is  something wrong?"I responded  in a voice that wasn't mine.
           "No,I just thought you were Zaya" she spoke looking confused.
           "Who is Zaya?" I asked.She just stood there looking at me with a funny expression before she finally let me in. I then asked where Adrien was and she told me that he was in his room .
            I didn't know where his room was but asking Valery would have looked suspicious so I spent more time than I would admit searching for his room.I was now  walking down a long hallway.The floors were made of marble so each step I took made a weird noise, I should have changed my shoes before coming here.The doors in this house were made of thick mahogany wood this made it almost  impossible for me to trace his scent, but don't get the wrong idea it's not like I went around opening all the doors in the house. I did however have to get really close to the doors to try to locate his scent .Anybody who passed by would have probably questioned my sanity.
              After an hour of sniffing around,'there's no good way of saying that', I finally found him.
              "I'm breaking up with you" I said without hesitation.
               He looked back and when he saw me he smirked.
               "I know it's you,Zaya"
               'Who the f*ck is Zaya,and what those he mean by he knows it's me.Can he see past the illusion'.I tried analyzing his facial expressions to try and find out what he was thinking but I couldn't find anything he just had a neutral expression.
               "Who is Zaya"I asked voicing out my thoughts .I don't know if I said anything funny but he just started to laugh.I don't know if that's how he laughs but his sounded humorless.
                'I guess there is no need to keep up this image' I thought while returning to my normal image.
                "Well this plan backfired on me".I began to walk away ,I guess I will just have to go with plan B ,killing Jennifer. But before I could move away I felt a hand hold me back.Telling from the strange tingling sensation I could tell who it was. I turned around and faced him. 
                  "Is she the reason why you rejected me" I asked in a cold voice. .He didn't answer immediately but he was looking at me weirdly.
                   ''Have your eyes always been this colour''
                    ''What'' I asked unbelieving ''did you hear my question''.
                    ''Yes I did but I'm not going to tell you because you already know the answer''.he responded dryly.
                      ''Care to enlighten me'' I asked sarcastically while placing my hand on my hip.
                      The next words he uttered were so inaudible making me think he didn't want me to hear but that cocky grin he was wearing proved otherwise ,''w-i-t-c-h''.Before I could react val I mean Valery popped out of no where.''Zaya..''she asked disbelievingly.I turned back to face her ''I'm not Zaya''
                      ''Really then what's your name''she asked confused .
                      ''My name is ......''I couldn't continue the sentence because I honestly didn't know who I was or how I even knew these people around me .This caused me to start asking myself a series of questions and that's when I got that sharp painful feeling in my head this had happened before.
Zaya's POV
               I had been banging on the glass for  hours and it still looked the same.The last time I was in this situation the only way I got out was by using a sledge hammer.looking around I couldn't locate a single thing ,just when I was about to give up the sledge hammer appeared.I did not question what just happened I walked up to the hammer picked it up ,directing it to one of the four glass walls I swung it and when the head made contact with the surface.I was again blinded by a white bright light.