Sacred: White Halo Vs Black Horns

TWENTY THREE- A turbulent way start to a holiday.

Harmony's pov

It's been almost three weeks since Jaxson killed the bad guys in the cafe I work in. And since then life has been hard going. Everyday for an hour, the boys but mainly Jaxson have been teaching me how to fight and they all say I'm getting better. But Jaxson always reminds me that I'll never be better than him.

I don't think he likes the idea of a girl being better than him.

Currently, I'm packing my suitcase and my Nike duffel bags with clothes, shoes accessories and everything else you can think off.

Every night since the first Jaxson is always making excuses to sneak into my bedroom and sleep next to me with the occasional times where Luke sleeps next to me as well. To be honest, I think Jaxson and Luke are jealous with each other and I can see them arguing which would be hilarious considering Luke is a rabbit.

Speaking of Luke, he is sitting proudly on my bed while preening himself contently. He stops and stares at me with his big brown eyes for a minute or so before continuing sprucing himself up. Yep this what he does.

When I was sad because of bullying at school, I would talk to Luke about my problems and he'd listen. He tells me that he does this because it cheers me up as always he's trying to impress me.

And yes, you heard me right. He speaks to me. I have the power to talk to animals and I believe it's called Zoolingualism. It's very handy especially when you are in trouble, for example, once in primary school this girl called me fat and when she walked away I gave a seagull a peace of bread in exchange of pooping on her. And yes it was very funny.

I giggle at the memory which catches Luke's attention. I can imagine him smiling cutely if I told him about it.

I have many powers that go along with Zoolingualism such as: Animal Telepathy and also have precognitive dreams which is where you can dream about the future and sometimes for me it does actually come true. I usually get them quite often but lately I've not had anything.

A bit unusual.

I hated the fact I had to leave my boy behind but then again I don't want him being tested in quarantine because that's not fair. The thought of it makes me sad.

Enthusiastically, I zipped all three of bags up and threw them against the door.

" Gees violent much.. " I heard a voice spoke to me by the door I turned back around to see Jaxson standing there smiling with a playfulness look.

" Huh, yeah. " I shifted my shoulders and nodded.

" You don't need any towels or toothbrushes and toothpaste cause they already provide them. Brand new as well. " He somehow managed to continue the conversation. Warmth soon after hit me when I saw his arms wrapping around my tummy and shoulder being used as a headrest.

Cuts and bruises that once made me look like one of Leonardo Da Vinci paintings had now fully healed meanwhile, my two shot wounds had almost healed to. Finally I'm not wearing the sling anymore and I'm happy of that 'cause it was driving me nuts. Although, some of the stitches remain there.

Slowly, Jaxson plants kisses on shoulder once more and I'm starting to get used to the feeling but never the less my tummy always feels like a tight knot.

" I told you I would kiss your wounds all better " He moans softly with his Italian accent sounding smooth. " And now there almost better. Almost. " He continues to kiss them making sure they'll restore quicker.

Luke turns his back on us which shows he's not impressed. Nobody knows anything about my super powers, not even my mum as I'm pretty sure she'll think I'm crazy or something.