Hello Charlotte

Chapter 5: Once a Therion, always a monster

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-Charlotte-

I stared down at my small arms and hands riddled with bruises and small scars.

"These should disappear with time like they always do," I mumbled.

I turned my gaze to my old house, a deep frown on my face. After a moment or two instead of my parents walking out, it was Ivo.

He grinned at me as he approached. "Oh little, little Charlotte. Are you already missing your parents? It's only been six months since our deal."

I looked away from his judging and piercing gaze. "Maybe, but only my dad. But he was bordering on worthless too, after all, he only watched."

Ivo let out a snort. "Well, he would've been on your mother's side the second someone from the Aveon organization tried to question him. People are like that whether they're human or paranormal. They only look out for themselves when the pressure's on them. And to tell the truth you should do the same."

I looked away from Ivo and down at the ground but at this time of night, it was hard to see, even with my eyes. "You mean all people act like you?" I asked with a slight smile. Then I scowled, my teeth clenched because it wasn't like I didn't have good memories of me and my dad.

He shook his head. "No, because I have to look out for you. And I do my job correctly. You already trust me though, right?"

I stared at him, looking into his eyes as I touched my markings. "After the things you did for me? Yeah, I will admit you might be starting to win me over."

He grinned at me and for the first time I took notice of his teeth.

He has the teeth of a predator.

"Come inside Charlotte, I cooked dinner."

Silently I followed him inside the house.

I slowly opened my eyes, my skin felt sticky and slick. Suddenly my throat started to itch almost violently, which caused me to begin coughing. My chest felt heavy almost like it clogged up.

"Here drink this, it should open you up."

I quickly looked in the direction of the voice to see a guy holding out a small flask toward me, and from it, I smelt whiffs of rum and warm honey.

I narrowed my eyes as I stared at him. "Who are you?" I asked as I massaged my chest.

"Your therion knows my nature nymph. So I'm a friend apparently," he said as his red eyes bored into mine.

I bit my lip as I took the flask from him. I took a quick drink feeling the heat of the liquor burn down my throat as it opened up my chest. If I could've managed it I would've sighed in relief.