Anya

Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

   Anya glanced at Dimitri as he walked beside her and couldn’t help but inwardly agree that he was gorgeous. He didn’t look like the typical man you found in the Frambuesa Faction, like Mikhail who was more of a pretty boy, he was more rugged and she liked that.

   His black hair was just stuck up on all ends, like he had been running his hands through it constantly but it suited him so well. He also had this vibrant green eyes and she worried that she would get lost in them if he stared at her again.

   His arms were broad and muscular and the fact that he had a tattoo and was a sorcerer completed the whole bad boy look.

   Dimitri being a sorcerer hadn’t bothered her as much as she thought it would. There were some obvious benefits like the fact that he could create fire to warm them up but she was also aware that he could just flick his wand and she would be dead so she had to make sure she didn’t annoy him too much.

   “Dimitri, I have something to confess.” She looked up at him and pulled the hood back so she could see his face properly. “My name is Anya not Alexandra.” From the expression on his face this morning when she asked if he knew who she was, she knew he didn’t know and that was not only a surprise but a huge weight off her shoulders.

   “Why would you lie about a name?”

      “Well you see, erm… basically when we go into the crowds we have to hide.” She finally sighed. He was probably going to think she was a complete freak right now.

   “How does that answer my question?”

     “There is a reason as to why we have to hide and it is not one I am willing to tell you.” She snapped.

   He subtlety rolled his eyes. “Okay, but why are you telling me now?”

      She glared up at him, “Do you always interrogate people you just meet?”

      He met her steely gaze, “Do you always lie about your name to people you just meet?” He smirked.

   The gravely path that led them towards the Zafiro Faction was not a long one. It took about two hours at the most to get between the caves and the centre of the faction and with the winds it seemed like it was going to be a long day.

   Overhead, a loud noise cracked in the clouds and Anya jumped in the air at the noise. “Crikey!”

   Dimitri laughed, “What did you just say?” He teased.

      She ignored his jibe and started walking ahead of him because if he was going to tease her then she wasn’t going to listen. She had more than enough on her plate and to listen to him messing around was just plain irritating.

   He jogged up to her chuckling, “Oh come on!” He cried. “I was only joking around.”

   She ignored his stupid voice and turned to face him which stopped him abruptly in his tracks with the usual, stupid smirk on his face. “We need to get you a cloak. If you are with me you need to stay hidden as well.”

   He rolled his eyes, “One, I thought that was a given and two, would we not look a little sketchy with our hoods up and sneaking around?”

   “We are in the middle of a storm! Can you not feel the wind or are you sorcerer’s immune? Oh and it is spitting now so you are going to get soaked to the bone.” She smirked back before continuing down the path.

   He held his palm out and groaned when he felt the drops bounce on his hand. “This is just perfect.” He grumbled before catching back up to her again. “Oh and please refrain from shouting my secret around please.”