[Arty-san]
× • (the dots) - means the beginning or end of a flashback/ can be a time lapse but in this chapter it represents a flashback
× Please enjoy, I'm out, faints after having edited the chapter for days
× You going to need data so you can see the pictures
Third POV
Ming and Charles were so focused on figuring out what was wrong with Pishka that they forgot about the notorious presence of the group standing on the school's building. Finally, they calmed done from the shock of Pishka's sudden outburst.
While all this was happening the group of vampires were discussing. The man Pishka was looking at earlier was just as shocked as she was. His face later displayed a cold and stern gaze directed at her, a menacing aura emitting itself from him. He found her he thought
[Rolland]
Everyone stares at him as he stared at the crying girl, intently. A female vampire with light dirty blonde hair and greyish-blue eyes, wearing a bright shade of red lipstick walks out from behind the crowd of men up to him with furrowed brows. She held his shoulder as a way to try and calm him down
[An: please use your imagination, the time calls for it, cause their eyes are not red]
[Rosaline]
Female Vampire???: What's wrong Rolland?
His face seemed to harden while staring at the girl on the ground, as he replied
Rolland: ... her
He goes silent as he gets deep into his thought. Suddenly he spoke softly while looking at the girl. Thanks to the group of vampires having enhanced hearing they were able to hear everything he had said. The female that spoke to him earlier, repeated what he said
Female vampire: The Queen's heart?!
Rolland turned away from Pishka for the first time since he had first laid eyes on her, drown by the voice and the words spoken. He nodded his head to confirm her words
Rolland: Yes, Rosaline. We finally found it after so many decades of searching
The woman's face scowled as she glared at the limp body of the girl across from her, who finally went silent. They noticed she was with two werewolves. Then she looked back at her partner, she never knew what he was thinking, only what he planned on doing next
In turn, he always knew what she was thinking but not what she would do - since she would act without thinking at times - she was quite impulsive. Rosaline turned to face the three youths, seeing that they were at a disadvantage
The side of her lip hooked up slightly, revealing an arrogant smirk. Rosaline stepped forward and landed lightly on the ground. Taking one step forward, knowing she had the advantage - not that she needed it. She spoke freely
YOU ARE READING
Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty
WerewolfThis story is atheistic and fictional... Not sorry Pishka. Your typical sad and a little depressed, South African girl, moves to America. She has to adapt to this ghost town she moved into. Being a loner should be the worst case scenario, right? No...