Kell
I haven’t seen Amara lately, and I don’t have anyone to blame but myself. I just don’t know how to explain why I pulled away without explaining what I am. Things would be easier if I knew for certain that she was my mate. I mean, she was honest with me.
Friday night is a misery, especially when I see Carrick and Haley snuggling up in front of the television. Alex is working with Mathias at the Council, and everyone else is busy. Not knowing what else to do, I decided to cool my head at Azazel’s nightclub, Garden of Eden. The club is always happening on Friday nights, and I need some time to relax before my head explodes.
That night, I slip on a pair of black jeans, a black and a white plaid button-down. Gazing into the mirror, I roll up my sleeves, adjust the buttons on my shirt, and spray some cologne on. Tonight is going to be about having fun and forgetting.
Once I’m done, I take a deep breath and rush out th
AmaraI hate my life! I think as I watch my mother step out of the room. Once she’s gone. I throw myself on the bed and close my eyes. God, I can’t wait until I graduate.Tears form in my eyes, which I refuse to let fall. It’s only when I hear the sound of tapping on my window that I snap out of my self-pity. Frowning, I raise my head and glance at the window. I blink with disbelief as soon as I see who’s standing on the other side of my window. It’s Kell Cross.Alarmed, I wonder what he’s doing here. Yet, I can’t pretend that my heart doesn’t skip a beat. Kell gives me an encouraging smile and gestures for me to open the window. How the hell did he get up there?Frowning, I slip from my bed and creep across the floor until I’m standing in front of the window. Oddly enough, Kell is shirtless, which adds to my curiosity. As soon as I open it, Kell slips inside. “What are
KellAmara grips my hand tightly as we walk up the stairs. I can tell that she’s nervous. “Don’t worry, beauty queen. They’ll love you. Rowan will probably hit on you, and you know Carrick and Mikhail. I swear they went off to college, but they spend more time here than they do at school. I guess it’s the perk of living nearby. Plus, it can’t be worse than your mom.” I say jokingly.She glares at that comment, which amuses me.“Shut up.” She mutters with a heated glare. It looks like my kitten has claws. She looks so sweet, wearing her hair up in a messy bun. She’s wearing a long white t-shirt that falls from her shoulder and cut-off jeans with red combat boots.I laugh when I think of the glare she shot me when I told her to change in front of me this morning. She narrowed her eyes and closed the bathroom door on my face in response. It was a little disappointing, but also funny.
AmaraI haven’t seen or spoken to Kell since he dropped me off last night. As I think through everything that occurred, I can’t help but think that I drove him away. He seemed so concerned when I told him about the vision. Unfortunately, the vision was too hazy to decipher. However, I do know that it has to do with another girl. I can feel it.I could see the scary red eyes and hear the sound of chanting. It hurt my feelings that Kell didn’t even stay to make sure I was okay. He simply stopped in front of the house, said he had to talk to someone, and disappeared. It saddens me that he ran from me when I had accepted what he is without a thought. So much for belonging to each other.That night I lay in my bed feeling the cold crawl back into my soul. I gaze at my phone longingly, but I remain strong. Monday will come soon.On Sunday, I sort through my photography portfolio and fill out scholarship applications in order to distract myself
Kell My beauty queen is pissed at me, and it’s all my fault. As I observed her walking through the field earlier, I realized what a dolt I was. She’s wearing this really hot gray dress that molds perfectly to her body. Her breasts and rounded backside look shapely and perfect. I groan at the thought of removing that dress, but first, I have to grovel.Once practice was over, I removed my uniform, took a quick shower, and slipped into some comfortable clothes. I rushed out of the showers and went to search for her. Thankfully, she was still there. Unfortunately, she was talking to that hipster dick, Taylor.I called Mathias yesterday to see if he could help Amara and me but balked when he insisted that I bring her to the council chambers. I just can't-do it. There’s no way that I’m going to let the Council near my mate. I’m afraid that someone might find out about her and use her. I really wanted
Amara “Where are we, Kell? I thought you were taking me home.” I ask when Kell parks his car near a tall tree and gestures to the beautiful bluff located high in the California hills.“This is my favorite place to be. I come up here to stretch my wings and fly. It’s great because it’s secluded and I can be me. Plus, it’s a good place to talk without interruptions.”I gaze at his profile. His face looks calm and wistful. For a moment, I rest my head back on the seat and observe him. I love his strong jaw, arched nose, and firm lips. As if sensing my appraisal, he turns to me and copies my pose.We both simply sit there and let the peace of the moment overtake us. That’s when I realize the difficulty Kell must experience having to live in the human world. “It must be so hard for you to hide from humans. To know that you’re not allowed to be yourself. I know it&r
KellIt doesn’t take long for us to get to Mathias’ place. Cassia Mathias’s is mate meets us at the door. Cassia is hot and tall with long blonde hair. Today she’s wearing a black tank top, black yoga pants, and her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. Like me, Cassia is supernatural. But she a full angel. She and Mathias met a few months back at Cal State when he went looking for her psycho father, Lukan Garron. They had a rocky start, but they’re a solid couple now.“Hey, Kell,” Cassia says with a welcoming smile. “Mathias is expecting you; come right in.”I take Amara’s hand and step into the room.“Hello there.” She says with a twinkle in her eyes.I close the door behind us and gesture to Cassia. “Amara, this is Cassia, Mathias’ mate. Cassia, this is my mate, Amara.”Smiling, Amara takes her hand. They’re both so different. Where Cass
AmaraFor the next couple of days, Kell slips into my room and holds me close while I sleep. I’ve never felt so safe and warm in my life. Mathias called us the day after our talk and told me that he found someone who can help me with my newfound gifts. Kell and I are going to meet her Saturday night.Everything seems to be going great between Kell and me. I just hope that the person Mathias spoke to can help me control my powers. Unfortunately, our relationship hasn’t gone past touching, kissing, and sleeping. There just isn’t a good time for us. Not with all the drama of my visions. Poor Kell is running ragged as he rushes back home every morning to change clothing, then comes back to give me a ride to school.This morning, as I rush out of my house and slip into his car, he pulls me close and whispers. “Hey, beauty queen.”Unable to contain my excitement, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him hello. I’m ge
KellI’m glad everything is more settled between us. Tiffany avoids us now. Every time I see her, she runs in the opposite direction. People still treat her like crap. It would be almost sad if it wasn’t for the fact that she tried to get between my beauty queen and me. Unfortunately for her, that’s not something I can take lightly.Right now, I’m waiting for my beauty queen to finish practicing for her pageant. Her mother gives me a sideways look every time she sees me, but she doesn’t make any comments. That doesn’t mean that I won’t tread carefully around her.I worry about Amara now more than ever. She’s not sleeping well because she’s worried about her visions. On the one hand, she’s scared of getting a vision, and on the other, she worries that someone might be dying because she’s not having any. Fortunately, Mathias contacted us and told us of a woman who can help Amara control her visions.