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The nurse looked at me sympathetically eyes wide; she disappeared from the desk for a moment and came back with a bag that held the fragrant smell of blood. I smiled and nodded thankfully to the nurse signed a few papers and left. I settled into the car and set the bag aside pulling out. I drove down some way and had stopped at a red light, just as the light turned green I started to accelerate and took a glance at my rearview mirror. I saw a pair of red eyes and stomped on the break out of panic, and felt a jolt forward and then another. I got out of the car and found I had gotten rear ended. I stood outside the car and ran a hand through my hair sighing, this really wasn’t what I needed right now; then again it was my fault.

I looked at the damage, the back of Tristan’s car was totaled, and the front of the car behind had a few dents in the front and another car colliding into its back. An older man stormed out of the car in a suit, in truth he looked like one of those jerks who walks around talking into his Bluetooth and carrying a suitcase he doesn’t even need. I thought he would scream at me, that is what I deserved. However when he approached me he didn’t seem to mind at all. Someone else approached us, a girl and boy; they seemed to be a couple. The girl had big fake boobs, long fake bleach blonde hair, and an orange tan. Her boyfriend had really greasy gelled hair and eyebrows that were barely there.
“Are you alright?” The man in the suit asked his eyebrows creased in deep concern.

“Uh-Uhm yes I’m-,”

The boy interrupted, “Well there’s not too much damage to my car. Why’d you brake?”

I bit my lip thinking back to those chilling red eyes, “I thought I saw something I apologize.”

“No, no my dear it’s okay,” the older man said. “None of us are hurt and I can afford the expenses on my car.”

“Really?!” I asked hopefully, and then looked to the “plastic couple,” hopefully.

The boy shrugged, “My old man can afford it.”

Usually a kid who was so spoiled and so fake would irritate me, but now it was like a blessing. Thank god for spoiled rotten kids.

“Thank you so much I smiled and hurried to my car and drove home before anyone could change their minds. I walked into Tristan’s house in an amazing mood, I waltzed into the kitchen and refrigerated the blood packs and stuck a straw in one drinking it and seated myself on the counter.

Tristan walked in and raised an eyebrow, “Could you really be more unorthodox?”

I thought about it, “Sure if I was trying I guess.”

Tristan paced letting his blonde hair tangle wildly around his princely face. He stood close by quietly making himself grow still until he almost dissipated into the kitchen scenery. However, his good looks made it so he could not fade into the kitchen scenery. The light shined through a nearby window, reflecting into his yellow hair, it was strange that a creature composed of so many light colors belonged to darkness and eternity.

“Tristan?”

He looked at me with guarded blue eyes; like I would attack him then again maybe it wasn’t so odd considering my recent behavior. “Yes Skylar,” he asked in a measured tone.

I thought back to how the maids had swooned over Tristan and how when I’d gotten into that car accident those people didn’t seem to mind at all.

“Can vampires control humans?”

Tristan pursed his lips; “to an extent but we cannot hypnotize them or take their free will, but we never really have to resort to that,” he walked over to me his voice going down an octave, “you see we are dazzling creatures, we are faster, smarter, and stronger then them. Usually all we have to do is bat our pretty little eyes and we can get away with anything. Humans are so dumb,” Tristan grinned smugly.

This set my jaw on edge, “Wow, so this is what you thought of me when I was human? Just some dumb girl who will drool over you?”

Tristan’s eyes went wide and he opened his mouth to explain but I stormed outside before he could get a word out. Without even thinking I let my body ripple into its wolf form and took off running.

I had forgotten the joys of running through the woods, the world became a whole new place full of amazing senses, smells were absolutely intoxicating, they could teach you so many things. When running with the wolf’s body you were practically soaring, weaving out of trees with grace and speed, easily launching yourself over any obstacle. When in the body of a wolf you did not have to worry about the bombarding emotions of a human, emotions (when you did feel them) they were simple.

You are sad because you don’t have food, go get some. You’re angry because someone’s in your territory, fight. You’re overwhelmed, go lie down and take a nap. I ran until I reached a pond and without any hesitation jumped in and swam. Splashing around and paddling, biting the water, simply enjoying myself. When I got out of the water I shook myself off and looked down at my reflection, staring back at me was a werewolf, although hardly any bigger then a regular wolf, she was made of lean sinewy muscle. Her muzzle was pointed and her fur was thick her eyes still red and green. Her fur was jet black and she was amazed to find that as far as wolfs go she wasn’t bad looking.

“Of course not, that is why the alpha male wants to mate with you so badly.”

I ignored the comment and ran around in a circle expressing my glee, I couldn’t believe it for awhile I had thought the she wolf was completely lost to me.

“Don’t be silly I will never leave you I just remain quiet is all, I see you are enjoying yourself have you seen Kale lately?”

I whimpered when I thought of when we’d last seen each other at the park, I had made him leave. I had hurt him, I needed him now but of course he wasn’t going to come and I wasn’t going to bother calling out to him. I headed back towards the house (If you can really call it that) dragging my paws reluctantly. I went to a nearby bush ducking low and changing myself back into a human (if you could even call me that)

I strolled casually into Tristan’s not so humble abode, and was bombarded by girls. For a moment, I had not recognized them because they were in jeans but it was the maids. They were all glaring, screaming, calling me a medley of names.

“Wait, wait,” I clutched my head, “I can’t listen to you all at once.”

Gabriella grimaced, “Tristan left and since he’s leaving we are too.”

The other girls shouted, “Yeah!”

I sighed and rubbed my head, typical Tristan doesn’t even bother to say goodbye. “I don’t care what you guys do honestly in fact I’m more than happy that you guys are leaving.”

They all looked to each other confused apparently expecting this big spectacle out of me, they all left huffing and muttering to themselves which didn’t bother me any. I went inside and pulled up my hair, I grabbed some stuff out of the pantry and headed into the kitchen.

I took out chicken breast corn and potato and began cooking. I cut the fat off the breast meticulously and dunked it in egg white then breaded it and threw it into a pan and into the oven. Next I worked on the corn which was easy it was the canned kind so I simply put it in the microwave. Then I made mashed potatoes and waited for the food to finish cooking. I reveled in the heat exuding from the oven and found that it was somewhat relaxing.

I sat down at the kitchen table and stared out the window letting my mind worry about each person I had left behind. Then I saw something out of the corner of my eye and I turned holding my fists up to see a beautiful blonde girl in the middle of the kitchen.

She had long spirals of yellow blonde hair and pale oval eyes and bright blue eyes, she was not an intimidating kind of beautiful. Her beauty was somewhat homely, or at least appeared to be. However I could tell that she was a vampire and a powerful one at that.

“Hello,” she said smiling warmly, which for some reason gave me a crawling sensation in the pit of my stomach. I remember my father telling me that often times your first impression of someone had some form of truth in it. I did not trust her, my first impression of her was that she was a fake and although she had given me no reason to not trust her other than that she was a vampire.

“I am very impressed most people would not have noticed my presence, you even noticed me in the car and you charmed those people I’m very impressed.”

Somehow I didn’t find myself feeling too flattered but I nodded graciously anyway. “Would you like some dinner?”

“Would love some,” the girl said smiling.

I know that it is weird to invite a girl I didn’t know to a house that wasn’t mine to eat dinner but somehow I felt that a formal polite approach would be the best course of action. I looked to her fine clothing, clearly designer made and very expensive and doubted my dinner would satisfy her.

I set the table anyway and made both our plates, “I would have made a more elegant dinner if I knew I would have company.”

She smiled that overly welcoming smile once again, “I’m sure it’s delicious.”

She ate and I was pleasantly surprised that I hadn’t heard one complaint from her. I ate quietly taking out juice which she refused and then we began conversing.

“So, what brings you here?” I asked trying to sound casual as opposed to curious.

“I am actually here on business. I hadn’t expected such hospitality Tristan would have never greeted me in such a manor.”

I thought for a moment, “So you’re here for Tristan?”

She nodded, “the queen of vampires has requested that he make an appearance in her court.”

I swallowed hard and tried to focus on keeping my voice level, “Is that so? May I ask why?”

The girl ran a hand through her hair irritably not at all comfortable with my questioning; she kept a strained smile on her face. “He had previously worked as a body guard, I work for her as well I am her manager of sorts, but Tristan is oh too sensitive and therefore the duty has been given to me.”

“I see,” I responded quietly thinking of how they are looking for the murderer of those vampires and how now I seemed to be inconveniencing everyone by it. Especially Tristan, whatever the case he was not comfortable going back and he’d offered me a place to stay and was helping hide me now, which obviously wasn’t going too well. Then the fear sank in the assistant to the vampire
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