The Deep Dark Stone Path

Chapter 33 - *Sam*

I feel sparks all through my stomach as I kiss Dalilah. It lasts maybe a minute, but it felt like hours. I loved it. I pull away and look at her. She opens her eyes and looks at me and I know that she really likes me.

I've liked her since I met her I just don't want to be a rebound. It's awful what happened with her and James, but I really like her.

"We should take this slow. You need to make sure you and James can be siblings instead of a couple before we start anything." I softly say to her. She nods in agreement. We just lay on her bed and talk. Her hands intertwine with mine.

All of the sudden she gasps and I look over at her and her eyes are closed. She is shaking and gasping. "Dalilah?!"

I grab her by her shoulders and try to stop her shaking. All of the sudden her eyes roll to the back of her head and she sits up and says, "I will come for Elven daughters in three days. Their power will be mine and so will you beast!" She shouts the last part and instantly falls back on the bed and seizes again.

Her eyes go back to normal and she looks at me, tiredly. "She wants me and my sister!" She gasps. "Are you sure?" I ask, but she seems positive. "I saw a book with mine and my sister's names in it. Then 'Elves' flashed across the book and I saw you, dead. Go back to James' room and we will talk more tomorrow." I go back into James' room and turn into a wolf. I lay down and drift to sleep.

---------*Dalilah*------------
After Sam leaves, I open my veranda doors and step outside, shutting them behind me. Chris will know if my vision was right. Sam said Elf blood tastes like ice. Chris has tasted my blood.

"Chris!", I yell out into the woods. I feel a gust of wind and then I hear, "Hello, Dalilah." He is sitting on the railing with his arms crossed in front of him.

"I know this is going to sound weird, but when you drank my blood, what did it taste like?" I ask him, taking a step towards him. He raises one eyebrow and smirks before saying, "I don't know why it matters, but it tastes coppery, like all blood." He states, bored.

I bite my lip and sigh, well dang I was wrong. "What's bothering you, dearest?" He asks, standing up. "It's nothing, really. I-I was just wondering." I look at the ground, lying. He grabs my chin and makes me look him in the eyes. I gulp as he takes a step closer.

I back away towards my room and he grabs my arm. Before I can pull away his lips are on mine. I try to push him away from me, but he won't let go. I knee him in the crotch and he let's me go. "I do not like you that way, Chris. Never do that again." I go into the house and go to bed, disappointed and immensely confused.