Anaphase

Phase VI

Demetri's Persective

Her laugh.

Her smile

...But she's human.

My arms folded behind my head as I stargazed on one of our surrounding hills.

The moon was shone so luminous tonight. I loved the moon like a nostalgic memory. 

Although the rug was itchy and the night's breeze whipped at my chest, I let my shirt flow in wave currents as it surfed the wind. I didn't mind.

I couldn't bring myself to get up and get into the warmth of my own covers. The stars seemed more infinite tonight.

She was lingering in my thoughts. Like a song I couldn't get out of my head or stop humming. 'Lilith' I thought over and over again.

We flowed so naturally in that faulty elevator. Best disaster ever. I could barely remember the last time I'd felt myself laughing like that.

She looked so fragile in that tiny space. So tortured. A small bird in a cage of her own mind. I didn't dare read her, it felt too intrusive.

Why was she crying? Why does her face always hide behind her hair? Why doesn't she smile more? Why do I care?

Wait. Why do I care?

 Do I..? No.

These thoughts repeated in laps relentlessly. All I know is I want to see her again.

But it's been days.

"Demetri," said father hoarsely from the house, frightening me out of my reverie. It wouldn't matter if he whispered, I could hear him loud and clear despite the distance.

"Inside. Come meet Elijah"

Who?

When I entered the dining room, five figures occupied four of the fourteen oak chairs.

How is there five on four? Patrima was seated on Maverick's lap, her boyfriend like a child.

Maverick was practically a brother. I gave Mav a smirk before sitting myself.

There was a stranger at the table, surely a wolf by his stench.
"Demetri. Pleased to finally make your acquaintance," said who I assumed to be Elijah.

We exchanged a firm handshake. He had much less of a body build but still strong. Surely nobody wise would cross him. Mind you, nobody would cross me either.

He wore a simple flannel, tight on his arms from all I could see. He had blonde hair and strong set features which had the Alpha mark tattoed across his face.

Whatever. Doesn't he respect after-hours?

"Elijah is the local Alpha. His pack covers this whole state, I assume we will all get along," adds Dad.

K.

The Air seemed to manipulate acceptance and agreement...Dad. Him and his influence ability. Always manipulating emotions his way. Cheap move, but necessary.

"Surely!" Proclaimed Elijah.

Dad smiled satisfied briefly before Elijah shook his head questioning why he was so enthusiastic.

Hah! So clueless.

"Well," exhorted Elijah. "I best be off. Have some errands to run. I'll perhaps see you at school tomorrow Demetri."

Wait he goes to my school? It has only been a week and a bit, I suppose I hadn't noticed. Grazing into his mind, I saw nothing but the scene in front of him. Hmph.

"Mr's Griffin, Mr griffin" he farewelled and winked at Patrima. 
Maverick's face immediately turned defensive to which he smirked slightly.
"Do call me Elouise," mum insisted softly.

"Oh!" Douchebag continued, ignoring Mother. "Just to let you know, a few rogues have been passing through lately. You will know if they are my pack if they share the same scent as I," Elijah added enthusiastically.
He grinned and nodded before leaving quietly.

"Why the hell would you grin about that?" Snapped Maverick saying what was on all of our minds.

Something about his cockiness had me frustrated and downright pissed off.

"I don't like him," I growled.
"You don't have to like him," dad answered. "He's alpha and we're on his territory and that's the end of it. "

"I don't know," slurred Patrima getting up. "He's sort of cute," she laughed, teasing Maverick while twirling away.
"What?!" He protested pursuing her. His heavy thumps could be heard from the stairs.
"What does he have that I don't?!" He wailed.
Patrima's giggle and squeal was heard as he must of scooped her up.

My chair screeched the ground as I stood abruptly before stalking off to my room. I was absolutely exhausted. I couldn't deal with the lovey-dovey theatrics tonight, I see a great load of it at school alone.

I never had that. Was convinced I never would.
It wasn't fair that others are alone, watching happy couples breathe down your neck day and night.

Only one thing eased my mind to dreams when I laid my head down that night. Whether that scared me or not I wasn't sure. But of who's they were I was certain...

Those moon-like grey eyes.

AN//

Sorry I know it's short bear with me! Still hectic

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