Part ♡ 02

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At the Langstorm residency, a pack meeting was held in the living room. Damian's speech was mostly about staying clear from vampires.

"-And I thank Kat and Josh for letting us meet here in their lovely home." The meeting ended. Damian walked to the Langstorm's while everyone was making their way out.

"Once again, thank you. I would've hosted it at my beautiful mansion but it's under renovation as I told you." He said.

"Mmm, yes you have told us about a hundred times tonight Damian." Josh said with somewhat of a sarcastic tone. Stella tried to keep her laugh. Kathy looked around and smiled.

"Yes. I suppose so." Damian turned around and put on his elegant black top hat. He walked out the house and walked to the expensive car waiting outside the house for him. Kathy and Josh followed him out to see him off. They saw his reflection in the car window as he was opening the door.

They both looked at eachother to make sure they weren't going mad. Damian's eyes glowed a bright orange instead of yellow. The alpha's of the pack mainly had yellow eyes to represent their high status or authority in the pack.

As Damian was driving away, Kathy and Josh quickly headed inside the house and closed the door with a loud bang.

"Did you see that?" Kathy asked.

"You don't suppose his a, you know?" Josh hugged Kathy. She shook her head.

"He's not a werewolf. We have to investigate." She replied.
***
Heather has been at the Young People Summer Time School for two days now. She has been avoiding Dylan because of her suspicions of the vampire activity.

Dylan has been trying to get Heather's attention. During lunch he sat opposite her in the cafeteria.

"Are you lost?" Heather asked bitterly as she was twisting her fork in her cold slaw salad.

"Why aren't you eating? You need nutrition to focus in class." Dylan said.

"It's none of your business, Dylan Guard."

"You know you can just call me Dylan. Makes you seem less stupid." Dylan's eyes opened wide. He taught himself to be kind and gentle. Like a lamb.

"But I'm also sure you call me by my semi full name for a good reason." He quickly added.

"When I don't like people, I call them by their full name. By the way, do you even know my name?" She asked looking up from her plate into his hazel eyes.

Dylan smiled gracefully at her. "Of course, Heather." He said. Heather looked at his hand. There was a word written it. The word was almost faded.

"So how'd my name end up on your hand?" She guessed.

"You caught me. I couldn't remember your name so I wrote it down. It's a beautiful name Heather."

Heather looked back down at her plate in disgust.

"You can have my food if you don't want that." Dylan offered.

"No. I'm nauseous."

"You're not pregnant are you?" He smirked.

"No you idiot. It's the other vampire thats around me. He touched me by accident the other day.

"You're very beautiful." Dylan randomly said.

"What's wrong with you. You're rude with me one second and the next you're complimenting me."

"You're so boring. Meet me at the pavilions this afternoon." Dylan got up and left the lunch room. Heather's cheeks slowly turned rosy and she smiled.

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