I would have thought more on who it was that said something so ridiculous, but I'm pulled away from the thought by a pair of god like eyes that make me melt all over again.
"Why did you get mad and storm off? " I whisper as we stay in the same position, His tail lightly brushing against mine. We just stare at each other until finally Hunter breaks the silence.
"You have no idea what you are doing to me." he says in a raspy voice like he just woke up from a nap. It's as if what I just asked is irrelevant, or that my words broke into a million pieces and never made it to his ears.
"What are you talking about? Ever since yesterday, your emotions and actions have been through the roof. First you kiss me and act like a badass hero, then you get angry and act like a douche." Hunter stops me.
"You thought I was badass?" he smirks and inches closer.
"Now you're being a flirt. I don't understand you." I utter so softly, that I know that if he wasn't so close to me he probably wouldn't have heard a single word.
"Do you want to understand me?" he asks, his eyes half lidded and his smirk gone.
"I haven't decided yet." I answer, feeling my eyelids grow heavy. 'I shouldn't be doing this. I don't know him. This is so out of my character!' I scream in my head, but my body doesn't want to listen.
"Don't fight it. After all, this is what we want." a voice speaks again with a tone that's filled with an unfamiliar but clear sense of desire. I want to ask this voice why I feel so alive when Hunter is near me like this, because it feels like instinct. Deep down in my soul I feel that this voice knows something, and I need to find out. Hunter lowers himself closer to me, with his mouth next to my ear.
I'd love to tell you, but maybe this is a story for another time." he whispers and kisses my cheek softly. I'm knocked out of my trance from his eyes and look down.
"Let me talk to Miles. I feel bad that we just dumped a load of information on him and I want to try to make things right by him." I explain. Hunter simply nods and swiftly moves up to a standing position. He hold out his hand which I'm hesitant to take. If I touch him again in any way I think I'll be in a trance again, and right now is not the time for that. I get up on my own, and Hunter just shrugs his shoulders. He moves a few steps up but stops himself. He looks back at me and I'm unable to look away once again. I can hear his even breathing and I can see his hand tighten on the railing causing his muscles on his arm to flex. It was the hardest thing to look away from, but Hunter manages to continue up the stairs. I wonder if it's just me having a hard time being near him. Knowing my luck it probably is just me with this feeling coursing through me.
As I walk the rest of the way down the stairs my thoughts are filled with only two things. Hunter and the voice inside my head. 'Am I just delirious? Are my hormones acting up?' I think as I walk to the living room where I know Miles would be when he wants to be alone. You would think that if you want to be alone you would want to be in your own room, but my guess is that deep down he doesn't truly want to be alone. I see Miles looking up at the ceiling and sitting down on the couch, lost in thought.
"Miles, can we talk now?" I ask as I move to sit next to him. Silence is my response. "So much unbelievable stuff is going on in one day. Finding out that I have a family out there who are looking for me. Having people who know about them and want to take me to them. But more importantly, I promised you a talk that I'm still not sure if I'm ready to say." I stop to see him looking at my ears on top of my head and the tail swishing behind me. "It's a long story. I'll explain later. Right now I want to tell you about school." I start again.
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Spirit Animals
FantasyAlina deals with a normal routine of hiding her physical and emotional bruises from her foster family. She is pushed into a world where she must save her biological parents from spirit animal rogues who want to bring a new world order.