Kissing The Shadows

Chapter 8

Aryanna walked down the stairs towards the kitchen to grab a tray of breakfast for Tommy and herself.

Ever since her first visit with him every morning from them on she had had breakfast with him.

She made an omelet and some crapés for tommy and grabbed an apple for herself. She was a little sick to her stomach knowing that just in a little while Augustus would be arriving.

With the hot food on the tray Aryanna head towards the clinic room were Tommy was being kept. When she reached the clinic door she could hear voices. It took her a moment to realize that the voices she could hear were Tommy and Lance's.

She knocked on the door and then opened it without waiting for pro-mission from inside.

"I'm sorry for interrupting but I'm sure Tommy is hungry, and here is his breakfast."

Lance stood from his position on Tommy's bed "No your fine, I'll leave so you two can have breakfast together."

"No I'm sure what you have to say to Tommy is more important. Plus I've already ate, and I need to go to training." Aryanna sat the tray on Tommy's lap and kisses his forehead.

"Wow! You made all my favorites Ary thank you. And good luck at training."

Aryanna walked out of the room while Tommy began to scarf down his food. She was a little upset that Tommy hadn't begged her to stay, but he did have a lot to learn from Lance.

As Aryanna walked into the training room she saw her father standing there. "Good morning father."

"Good morning Aryanna I have good and bad news. Augustus will not be able to come today." Not knowing if this was the good or bad news Aryanna just simply nodded. "And since it is such a long trip from here to Augustus's mansion in Dordogne. Me and him have decided that it would be best for you to move in with him." Aryanna's father had a joyful smile on his face.

"This is my home," Aryanna pleaded," I need to be here for Tommy!"

"You can stay until Thomas shifts," he dad leared," but then you go, deal?"

"I don't love him," she pursed," give me at least a small alternatize, please."

"Aryanna," her father glared.

"I am your only daughter," she started," I am a strong warrior and I can either be your best creation or another thing the consel will talk about, like your werewolf son."

"You have a week to find a nice, critical shadowhunter to wed," her father said slowly sinking," I must approve of him."

Aryanna's father left and she found herself training. She made a wrong twitch and her wrist got coiled. She dropped the weapon, looking at the wrapping cut. Shit, she winced in pain.

"Let me help," a voice called behind her.

"It's okey," Aryanna paused then noticed soemthing," Lance?"

"Yes, are you sure you dont want any help?"

"How can you help my cut," Aryanna laughed.

"Do you not trust me," he laughed.

"Well, should I?" Aryanna wondered.

"What do you think," Lance questioned.

Aryanna didn't wait as Lance came towards her, standing beside her, she felt comfortable with him. She flung her arm at him. Their were small drips of blood slipping down her arm, off her forearm, to the shear floor.

"Hold still," Lance said and Aryanna looked away.

Lance brought his mouth down. He licked the blood off her arm and around her cut, slowly then realized he nemeses to hurry. He finished up and noted that Aryanna still had her eyes shut. Lance's mouth twitched up into a smile."Did it hurt any?"

"No," Aryanna smiled," It actually felt really nice. What did you use?"

"Did you know that werewolf saliva had healing properties," Lance smirked, waiting for her response. Her face turn to a blush on her skin tone and she looked at him, thinking about how it felt.

Aryanna thought it felt like something creamy and warm being rubbed on her wrist and around the cut tiny sparkles filled her. It wasn't bad at all, werewolf saliva huh?

"I can do it anytime you want me too?" Lance offered, not only for her benefit.

"What," Aryanna stuttered, again blushing.

"Ya no," Lance smirked," If you get hurt again."

"Yeah..." Aryanna drawled out.