I'm ready as I'll ever be
We spent the past two weeks training. I would help the three with their fighting while mom would teach them how to harness their abilities.
Mom.
It's a little weird saying that. Saying I have a mother that's here.
Right now, Angel, Kory, Jen, and I are sitting watching mom blast balls of fire Sebastian. His job is the catch them and direct them back at her. Out of ever ten she fires, he redirects 5 or 6. It's a little pitiful.
"Take a break." She tells him, hands on her hips. Sebastian's shirt is drenched in sweat as he hunches forward, gasping for breath.
"Why can't I get this?" He grows at himself. Kory stands and places a hand on his shoulder.
"You're not going to get it on the first try. It will take time and practise." Kory tells him softly. I smile at the two.
I haven't mustered the courage to kiss Kory yet. I'm still afraid I'll kill him. He's okay with it though. I said I wanted to take things slow and he's accepted that.
Mom comes to sit beside me and I hand her a bottle of water. She lays her head on my shoulder.
"Your shoulders are almost as comfortable as your fathers were." She tells me. I can see a faint smile on her face.
"You talk about him as if he were dead." I point out. I can feel a tear fall onto my shoulder.
"He is." I move and she lifts her head, looking into my eyes.
"No he's not. I saw him a couple weeks ago." I tell her. Her eyes widen and she stands. "Mother, where are you going?" I ask her. She turns her back to me.
"I just need to clear my head." I nod and she walks off. I hear a book slam shut beside me and look over at Jen, who throws the book away from herself.
"Stupid piece of shit!" She shouts at the book. She is glaring daggers at the book. It's been writing in the one language I can't read. I pull up the sleeve of my v neck shirt and offer her my wrist.
"When's the last time you feed?" I ask her. She now glares at me. She takes my wrist in her hand and sinks her fangs into the two small scars there. I hiss in pain for a second then pleasure engulfs me. I moan out in pleasure and hear someone's footsteps.
"Jen!" Someone shouts, but I am feeling way too good to hear. Another moan slips from my lips and I feel her fangs being pulled from my wrist.
"It's okay, I got you." I hear the sweet voice and fall back, my eyes growing heavy. My back contacts a strong chest and sparks fly through my body. Mixed with the pleasure my body was just feeling I moan loudly. Then everything goes black.
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~Kory's POV~
I was comforting Seb about his training. He's going better then I am. He stands and takes the bottle of water I hand him. We hear a moan and both turn to see Jen sucking on Wren's wrist. The both of us run over to the two."Jen!" Seb shouts at her. We are now standing in front of the two. Wren moans again and the sound makes me flush. I can feel the blood rush to my cheeks and down south. She pulls her fangs from his wrist and licks the wound clean. He starts to fall back and I catch him. The moment his back collided with my chest I feel sparks fly through my body.
"It's okay, I got you." I tell him. He moans out very loudly, louder then before. My cheeks go darker, if possible, and my pants start to feel a little tighter. I love the sound of his moans.
"What were you thinking?" Seb shouts at Jen. She stands and glares into his eyes. There is a pencil and notebook in her hand as she crosses her arms. "You could have killed him." I hear a wolf like growl come from her.
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Kill or be killed
FantasyWren is a skilled assassin most have come to know as Death. He's been killing since he could hold a knife and was cursed after making a mistake. After the disappearance of his soulmate and their siblings, Wren has to 'play nice' in order to find th...