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51. Talk.
What I'd give to be in his place right now. Or even feed from her. I freeze myself in place after realizing my feet had been carrying me towards her. I incline my head to try to get a better view of her belly. I wonder if she's grown any. I can't quite tell for Axar's back against her and her baggy flannel top. I stiffen suddenly as I realize that she is now staring at me.
"Leave." Her arm raises high enough to point to the door. Her voice is thick with sleep.
"I wanted to tell you that I'm fine and to check on you. The sweater you gave me..." I gesture at it. "Is exquisite. I like this."
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Acrasia 52. Blackmail.
*Seraphine's POV*I can't believe I done that. It is true in ways, I do worry for him and feel bad when he's upset I do have a connection with him, despite my constant denial, but love is a strong word. Maybe some day I will truly love him, after all, it's obvious that I'll be with him the remainder of my life. I'm not going to ever be able to get away without him or some other demon searching for me it seems. Yeomorah, his son, possibly even Ezekiel who I can't bring myself to trust. My dad! My own dad. It's better this way though, to just submit to it.Besides, I am lonely. I'm pregnant and confused. Here though, it's safer for us. The baby will have more than just me to teach and protect it. To love it. If I am killed or die, it'll have Nox and our families to look after it. If I run now, anything could happen. I can't risk it. The portal was so tempting when I seen it wavering. I knew I could have escaped right there, but heaven knows wh
Acrasia 53. Honesty.
*Seraphine's POV*Noxodius has been missing for nearly a week now. He refuses to return, and honestly I'm too afraid to be near him now. We communicate through the phone, which he rings like clockwork. He's expressed his shame and remorse one hundred times, and I know that he was being possessed, but I can't help but remember the things he showed me from before. All those people he slain or tormented. I hardly have slept for images of that dead girl and the fear of every noise.While I worry for him, I also fear him coming for me. Every sound or shadow cause me to lurch and jump. I have this feeling of an impending doom, like someone is out for me or going to betray me. Barima had told me once that before she got her premonitions, that she developed a strong paranoia, and that paranoia turned out to be advanced intuition. This does little to comfort me, only adding to my ever growing list of worries. Along with Noxodius possibly appearing ou
Acrasia 54. Legacy.
A legacy. Legacy. I test the word silently on my tongue. Before, I had never given the slight care to what would happen to others should I die. If I couldn't live, then why would I care? Their fates didn't concern me then, but now I have a mate. A lover. And a son, an heir to whatever I leave behind including my reputation. I hope it doesn't cause him any troubles. Perhaps if anything it will aid him, I hope. Perhaps people will remember my cruelty and strength and be too skittish to tangle with such a being as my son will no doubt be. I smile as I grab the little book I had stashed in the baby's dresser. Still intoxicated from my feed, my mood is light enough that I feel like being impish. I smirk as I hold the book, I been waiting to deploy this particular book for a bit. The Tailypo. I remembered this book from Sera's memories, and her di
Acrasia 55. Trickery.
I immediately drag Seraphine and Axar to to center rooms of the house, bottom floor. In my mind, this is safest. Easier to exit should she need to, and away from prying eyes that might draw near windows. Ezekiel gathers the staff into the basement. He uses the salts and rituals from the book of Barima's that Seraphine wouldn't relent about. I can't help but feel proud though, even in such dire a situation. If she is this protective of staff she hardly knows, she will be formidable over our child. We wait anxiously for Nomias's return. I do what I can for Sera in the meantime. I try to keep her comfortable and calm. The task is difficult, considering that I'm neither myself. She spooks at every sound, Axar's hand clutched in hers. Axar is devoid of his typical childish behavior, his sits straight and alert on Sera's other side. That feral, protective boy I fir
Acrasia 56. Faith.
*Seraphine's POV*I stare down at him in disbelief. Why was it so damn hard for him to believe me? After his little speeches lately I thought we were past this. Still, he cannot seem to trust me or see my value. Still, I had predicted this. Livienne never thought to block her mind from me during our hallway encounter where we were partially alone. So I decided to go with it, but to give her more fight than she bargained for."You are always worthy. Always have been. Always will be." He holds my foot around my ankle and caresses my leg. I look up and blow a tendril of hair out of my face. It's hard to stomp him like I had planned on doing. My emotions and hormones are all over, conflicting one another as I stare down at him."All that talk earlier. All that praise, and it was all fabricated. That hurts. I really thought that you meant it.""I mean everything I say.""You're actions and word
Acrasia 57. Uninvited.
Dawn settles above us now, casting an angelic glow across Seraphine's features. Soft amber light catches her emerald hair and creatures littke golden streaks. Perfection. Absolutely otherworldly. Even in her pajama pants and hoodie she looks ravishing. I can't help sigh in content as we walk together, bellies full of human food and bodies full of energy. Mine coming alive since feeding from Sera. I'm also admittedly a little full of myself. Now that the initial panic of Sera leaving me has been resolved, I let myself feel smug at her blatant display of jealousy earlier. We are both nervous for what will soon transpire. Now though, I understand how much my words had stung her. If I were on my own right now, I'd be a mad man. Having her at my side and knowing that she believes in me is what keeps me motivated. I only hope that my jabs earlier didn't take the wind from her
Acrasia 58. Puppeteer.
In no time at all, Nomias enters the room, taking a seat near Yeomorah and lazily crosses his legs. He looks quite pleased with himself, especially as he gazes over at Seraphine who still is acting her part perfectly. She even evades his eye contact in faux shame. Fast behind him enter Narius and Livienne. She raises her chin to snub Seraphine as she goes to the traitors' side of the large room. "Nomias, please, can you elaborate on this strange situation? I was under the impression you'd all arrive together or have the decency to contact me at the very least." "I had intended to arrive tonight, with everyone together, but this little mutt decided to attack my grandson's mate. After her despicable actions, she ran like she always does to avoid confrontation. I thought after all my hospitality and training her, she'd both be more courageous and respectful." Livienne
Acrasia 59. Inevitable.
*Seraphine's POV* I scream, startled. The flesh across my shoulders searing as it tears away. I was so close, so close to this giant man who had set his sights on Axar. I fight to fling whoever us on my back away, desperate to reach Axar in time. He's just a child, not even old enough to drive! He shouldn't be here. This man has an ominous, sinister vibe about him that he commanded the room just by entering it. I don't have to guess what his intentions towards Axar are. Free of the pest on my back I leap onto this man's shoulders and I hit him with everything in me, as quickly as I can. I can feel myself being pried away from him as I let lose with as much force as I can muster, fluttering the man to turn to me. It's a horrible situation I find myself in, but in that moment I see Axar run for Alexavier. He was pale as a ghost as he made his d
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