*Dawn*I had stared outside by the pool area where Craig stood over Jason’s body. He held Jason’s heart in his hands like it was it was squishy toy. Bile rose from my stomach and made my way up my throat. I used all my might to keep it down. It was over. The war was finally done. The enemy was defeated and now, I was free to be with the man I loved without having to look over my shoulder. So, why did I feel like this was only just the beginning? My hand absently when to the place Craig had marked me the other night. Coincidentally, it was in the same place my mark that I had shared with Jason was. When my finger touched the still healing wound, my body shuddered. I didn’t know if it was the old mark or the new one but something moved from my skin all throughout my body. I pushed down then ominous feeling and drew my mind back to the present. Craig must have felt my eyes on him because he lifted his gaze to the window and found me. His features softened when he saw my f
**Dawn’s POV“Who’s that hot guy? I think I know him…” My lungs were still burning from the sprint across the airport towards my slowly closing gate. The only thing I could really focus on was the strain on my lungs. My vision was blurred with my breathlessness. So even if I did turn around to see whatever man candy the attendant in front of me was talking about, I wouldn’t have been able to see him clearly. But in any case, I managed to hand the attendant my ticket, trying to catch my breath while breathing through my nose. Her attention was apparently taken up by said hot guy who must have been close behind me, but I needed to get on the plane so I could sit down and catch my breath.. I waved the ticket in front of her face and the hypnotic spell this hot guy cast on her was broken. “Just in time.” The woman smiled down at me, although I could see there was a fleck of irritation in her eyes at having to take her gaze away from him to see to my late arrival at the gate.
Dawn’s POVSneaking out of the plane and away from the baggage collection area without being seen by Craig Blackstone was as easy said as it was done, thank God.I hadn’t really seen him after the first initial glance, having lost him in the crowd as people rushed to get out of the plane and to their possessions as quickly as possible. Candice’s arm stayed linked through mine since we found our separate bags and then the taxi that was waiting for us to take us to the university campus.And once we had gotten there and I saw the place, I didn’t think I could have gone back to college back home and thought highly of it. Unlike the college back home, Coaliton University was a spectacle to behold. Trees lined every pavement you could see, and in the midst of it surrounded by old, ivy covered face-brick stone was a huge courtyard filled with statues from marble to bronze. There was metalwork winding up and down the staircases as intricate as a fingerprint, even the grass seemed to
Dawn’s POVI tried to move on and reassure myself that Craig would indeed handle the bad guys in the alley. But, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the alley throughout the rest of orientation. I couldn't stop thinking about Craig. He saved my life. Also, Craig seemed to have… grown up since the last time I saw him, especially after he had managed to subdue three men without so much as breaking a sweat. Plus, his eyes. They were glowing. “Oh, hello,” Candice’s voice broke me out of my thoughts as I moved with the crowd, headed to our dorm assignments. But when I looked up to greet her I realized it wasn’t me at all that she had greeted. Instead, it was someone behind me.When I turned around, Craig was there. When had he gotten there? How had I not heard him? And was he following me? Was he trying to make sure I got back to the crowd safely?“Hey,” Craig said in response, standing still in front of the two of us until Candice spoke again.“Heading to
Dawn’s POVI had never felt so confused in my entire life.I continued to stare at the image of the woman made of metal in front of me. She seemed so familiar to me, her hair length identical to mine, and for some reason even the way her face and body was shaped made me feel like—What was I thinking? Where did this sudden nonsense come from that I thought he had made a metal figure of me?Snap out of it Dawn, you’re embarrassing yourself!“It’s rushed,” he said in response to my question, despite me already having figured out that it was him who had created it.“I like it,” I found myself admitting truthfully. “It doesn’t look rushed to me.”“There are unpolished pieces on the woman’s figure, and the wolf’s eyes—”“The wolf’s eyes are bearing down.” I breathed out before he could say anything. “Animate, claiming. It’s extraordinary how… human they look.”I blinked as I came to realize I had been rambling, and my eyes shot up to look at Craig to see that he had alread
Dawn’s POVThe world sings inspiration.That was what my aunt used to always tell me when I was a kid. No young girl ever wants to have to deal with her parents dying before her. The hurt usually came from watching other kids in their full families. When they would have parents come in to school for parent day, when their mother or father-or both, sometimes-would pick them up from school. Even hearing about their holidays when they came back would be like a stab to the heart.I was lucky, though. I was raised by my aunt, who fortunately was an amazing woman. She had taken me in with absolutely zero hesitation and raised me like her own daughter. She had never had children of her own and had never been married, either. So it was always just the two of us against the world.Sometimes, when things became particularly hard during my teenage years and I began to feel the absence of parents more deeply, she would take time off from work and have us go to our cabin at the lake, whe
Dawn’s POV“You want to merge our mediums together?” I asked over the sound of my now empty tray hitting the back of the holder. “How would that even work?”I watched as Craig shrugged. “Plenty of artists have done it before, it isn’t like this will be an entirely new concept. All we have to do is figure out a theme and piece special enough to wow the judges.”I sighed as I followed him out of the dining hall and into the main hall. There were considerably more people now, causing me to brush up against Craig more than once in an attempt to stay close enough to speak and also out of the way of everyone else walking about.“Here,” eventually, Craig’s hand came up to the side of my waist as he pulled me to stand in front of him, where he placed both hands on my shoulders and led me through the throng of people as he looked over my head. I would have felt offended at how he moved me around like a doll if I wasn’t, well, so impressed at how easily he seemed to move me around like a
Dawn’s POV“Agh,” I groaned as I pushed through the heavy door of the ladies’ restroom. I wished I could say a cool breeze hit me as soon as I did, but instead I was engulfed with the stuffy air of an even more stuffy hallway, bodies squished and pushed to one side that formed the line leading to the bathroom that was currently being occupied.There were only three toilets in there, two of them currently being puked into—I gave the first woman in the line a look that said waiting wasn’t the best idea. She seemed to understand, because she groaned as well before leaving the line and going off somewhere else. Hopefully a bush, and not some obscure corner of the bar Candice had managed to drag me to tonight.“Are you having fun!” said woman asked me, both her and my drink in her hands covered with their individual coasters sat upon them. I deadpanned at her as I massaged the side of my head. I didn’t know whether it was because the bar scene in Europe was so different to the one bac