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"Aside from him visiting after so many years, what else that made you think your bestie could be the one working with Mars? I mean why not suspect one of the witches? It is their hometown after all," he questioned.Evander was not stupid as to form an alliance with someone whose wife he was entangled with, most especially not someone like Mars who was known for being utterly ruthless when it came to punishing offenders and betrayers alike.“I know what you’re thinking. Evander is not that stupid.” Wait, Evander? As in her Evander?! Clara pressed her ears harder against the desk, straining to hear more. If she was caught at this point, she didn’t care, she was too far gone at this point. She couldn’t have heard that right, right? Had to be another Evander, not hers. Hers knew nothing about any supernatural nonsense and most of all would never sign to a unison with someone even these two didn’t trust. Her Evander was sweet, thoughtful and definitely was no side dude to any bimbo!Just
Lucian Chapter 37
“Breathe, Clara," Lucian said, getting on his knees.He held her hands and her trembling stilled, as her eyes met his. He wanted to look away, at anything but those grey abyss but he couldn’t bring himself to. She stared at him like she wanted to remain there but also wanted to die. They had been so lost in each other that they hadn’t notice her breathing slowing and her shaking stopping. Clara felt much better but didn’t make a move to move away or take her hand back either. She felt comfortable with him and oddly enough, dare she say, safe?Lucian noticed that her hand laxed against his, bringing back an image from few months ago when she had been having a mental breakdown. That had been the first time he had held her hand and the familiar connection repeated itself. Who was she and why did he feel this uncontrollable pull to her? Why her and not someone not already involved with Van? Not someone he’d be risking his job being around, not someone he was starting to feel something he
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“In utter despair, relinquish crown, septa and shaul Deputes in my head, with no time to spareThe question, do you believe in the supernatural?” “Why do you insist on reading that to me every day?” Clara chuckled to Evander, her gaze moving from the book in his hands to his beautiful, clear ocean eyes. He was a beautiful man, the most beautiful she had ever seen. He had the most crooked smile and a jaw so sharp it could cut her heart in half. It had been three years since she met Evander at a friend’s beach cookout in San Francisco. She had been on tour and was persuaded, well forced, to make a detour before continuing on her tour. She was promised numerous moments she would never forget, endless fields of nature with the sun to constantly illuminate her pictures and of course, a whirlwind romance. The rest she was willing to believe but the last had her doubts rising from zero to hundred. Isn’t Paris known to be the birthplace of romance itself? If she could not find love in Paris
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“You okay, Ev?” She asked again when she got no response, moving from the bed to the black inflated couch near where he stood. “Er… yeah, yeah,” he stuttered, still staring at his phone like the thing just became a wild animal. “Yeah, babe. Everything is just fine,” he lied through his teeth, already dreading the content the mail held. “It’s just a mail from Thomas, my brother in England. I must have mentioned him before. He was just made a full time professor at Oxford and has been appointed the dean of student affairs at Easton University because of that,” Evander continued as he looked through the letter head again in obvious disbelief. Clara was hundred percent sure he had never mentioned his brother during their time together but let it go because Evander always seemed to get in a mood any time she brought up his family. “Are you sure that’s all? You seem worried,” she pushed, already on her feet, his face in her hands. He let out a heavy breath, “I am.” He surrendered, rubbi
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Evander paced the living room, scotch in hand. It had been a while since he’d had a drink. He usually didn’t need it, but he needed it now. A message from Thomas at a time like this could only mean one thing. He opened up his laptop, logged into his mail also accessible on his phone, opened up the message, and once again read through Thomas’s message. Knowing Thomas, the message would be deeply encrypted, that was his specialty. Thomas has always been highly cryptic and clandestine. He definitely never trusted the mundane messaging system. He would have to start decrypting the message as soon as he activated ‘the first shifter' since Thomas’s messages always had a time limit to them before they would self-delete. Who was the first shifter he was supposed to refer to? Evander thought to himself. Knowing Thomas, it was somewhere in the message plain as day. He looked through the curtains separating the master bedroom from the living room. Clara was still fast asleep. Perfect, he th
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“Ev, check this out, it’s an actual statue of Apollo!” Clara called to Evander. Since they arrived , Evander seemed to space out more often. Something was bothering him, she only wished he would talk to her, confide in her. He has not but she was going to be patient. He would tell her everything when he wanted to. For now, she settled for taking his mind off whatever it was that was disturbing his mind. “Don’t you think it’s weird that in both the Roman and Greek mythology, his name was not changed?” She looked up to him, his hand a glove over hers. Evander stared at the statue that piqued her interest, a vacant look in his eyes. How was he supposed to locate the person he had been told to contact on getting Thomas’s message? “I’ve always felt like the Greeks had a better representation of the gods than the Romans did,” She rambled on. His mind was on everything else and he could care less about a history lesson at the moment but he tried to be as with enthusiastic as his wande
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Lucian had just finished a class and was headed in the opposite direction of the classrooms. He passed various lecture rooms on his way out. Some too colorful for a lecture room, he thought to himself. Everything about this school was too colorful, the fresh paint on the walls and the smiles on the students faces like being in this dreadful world was something to be happy about. He caught a glimpse of a short blond with thin straight hair held back in a brutal bun and immediately increased his pace. Mrs Hudson was not someone he wanted to see him on his little escape for a breather. He did not realize he had started walking two steps per second until he was out the double doors that provided an escape from the crowded halls. “Mr Storme, may I have a minute of your time?” The woman found her way to where he currently stood trying to catch his breath. The hairs at the back of his neck stood at attention as she drew closer. He plastered the best inconspicuous smile on his face and
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Snapping out of her thoughts, she stepped out of the restaurant hoping to get a better look, but he was gone. How was that even possible? She was sure it had not been up to a minute. She walked down the path on the left of the entrance to the cute restaurant, but a gush of wind that seemed to pick up speed had her turning in the opposite direction. She blinked a few times trying to rid her eyes of the little bits of sand that had snuck into them. God damn it, what am I even doing? The sand seemed to have cleared from her eyes because she could finally see two women talking in the parking lot. One was a short blonde with a large chest and the other, a thin frail-looking brunette. She scanned the scanty lot and all she saw were a few cars parked close to the fence and the main exit Evander had walked through earlier. Could that be where he went through? But that did not make any sense. The black gate was too far from where she stood to be reachable in less than a minute. Even a tall
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