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The Demon Mate Chapter 30
The door slams open, jolting me awake. I'm disoriented for several seconds before I can figure out what's going on. "Cayce! Are you okay? You didn't answer and I-What?! Why is there a werewolf in your bed?!" "What's going on?" says Bennet as he stirs under me. I open my eyes and see that I'm sprawled across Bennet's bare chest. I think it's evening, which means I slept about most of the day. And in the doorway is none other than Henry. He looks scandalized seeing Bennet. Then what he said just dawns on me. "It's okay Henry! Bennet isn't going to hurt us! He's-" But Henry screams and flies across the room, his red-brown wings erupting from his back. He shoves me off the bed and lands on top of Bennet, who is finally waking up to his senses."What's going on? Who's this Cayce?" he asks bewildered at the brown-haired boy on top of him. "I'm Henry and I'm gonna kill you!" screams Henry, extending his wings outward into his trademark snake-fang shape. "No!" I scream.
The Demon Mate Chapter 31
Waking up in the middle of the night, I try to regain my bearings. How did I get here? In my bed, with a muscled-jock werewolf who is addicted to me. I don't know. Something just makes me feel as if this is too good to be true. That when I look over, the boy with the beautiful face and soft chocolate-colored hair is just going to disappear. I reach out and brush some of it off his forehead. Which wakes him up. "Cayce?" he asks, his blue eyes flashing in the moonlight that filters through the drapes and lands on his face. "What's wrong?" he asks, reaching out and wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me close. I snuggle closer, not answering. But I know if I don't, he'll not rest. So I answer. "I feel so content." "Isn't that a good thing?" asks Bennet, looking down at my face which is lying on his chest. "Yes," I say, "but it makes me scared." "Scared? Why?" "I'm afraid that...I'm afraid that you'll disappear the second that I turn away. A part of me just says that
The Demon Mate Chapter 32
I don't think there was any other point in time that was this strange. At least in life my life. Bennet and I have been spending the whole of the last two weeks cooped up in my house or his house, being together and safe. Grid and Neil, along with Teddy went to school, but Bennet thought it wasn't safe, hence me being absent. The time we spent together was strange. It was harmony and heaven. A kind of limbo. Because I was just so happy to spend time with him I think I got a little stupid. I was careless, and just a bit of center. The same could be said for Bennet. He accidentally poured bleach into the bathtub instead of a bubble-bath solution. His leg hairs were bleached white. Today, winter break started. Grid, Neil and Teddy didn't have any school, and Harold and Meg are both a bit annoyed that they have to take care of all the kids. I'm just enjoying the company of the Fitzroy family. They're very rowdy, and loud, but they have this strange harmony of theirs. It's nice to
The Demon Mate Chapter 33
Walking into the kitchen, I take in a deep breath of the good smell of bacon. I sigh in content at the delicious smell. "Good morning Cayce," says Meg when she notices me. "Good morning," I chirp back. I walk over and give a quick hug. "Cooking breakfast?" I ask. "Yeah, gotta have the table ready for the big family," she says as she stirs the bacon with a spatula. Next to the stove two plates piled with buttered pancakes sit steaming. I also see a plate with cooked pieces of tomato, as well as another with sunny-side-up eggs piled on it. "Somebody's been busy," I say nonchalantly. I step over the drying rack and get some water from the tap, taking a sip as I sit at the kitchen island. "Tell me about it," says Meg. She looks over at the clock, about nine in the morning. "They'll start to get up soon. Where's Bennet?" "He's upstairs. He was in the bathroom when I came down here." "How is it sleeping with him?" "It's nice," I say with a grin. "He's like an electric heat
The Demon Mate Chapter 34
Fredric's hand is just about a foot away from Teddy's head. Now three quarters. I seem to feel something die and another something comes alive in my chest. Hope and dread? Undoubtedly. But then a miracle happens. Teddy bends down and pulls the shell out of the sand. Fredric's sinister grin turns into shock as his hand passes through the air. He loses his balance and steps slightly away from Teddy. That's all I need. I beat my wings back, reach Teddy and hug him to my chest. The shell he was holding falls to the sand. At least I think it did. I've already beat my wings forward so as to propel myself and Teddy backward. Fredric now stands twenty yards away. He has black pants that cling to his legs, and his chest is bare. His wet black hair waves in the light breeze and the clouds cover the sun, blotting out all brightness. Teddy squirms in my arms. "Cayce?" I hear Meg shout. Crap! She's human, she needs to get out of here! I glance back and see Meg running over with the
The Demon Mate Chapter 35
Headaches ought to be one of the things that doctors spend their money on to actually get rid of in this world. Otherwise, there's no real hope for this world. At least, in my opinion. And this headache I have right now is just the perfect example to prove that point. I mean, How many people do you know who were actually in a fight with a weirdo and then you get thrown into sand and then...wait...huh? My head seems to be swirling in mud, or tar, or some other heavy and thick substance. My eyes are not able to open, but my body slowly is making its way out to the surface of the muckiness I'm in. The skin on my arms seem to get colder, and I feel a tugging sensation. My arms drift up and up. Up and over my head. And my eyes finally start to crack open. I'm in a dark place. That's what I would say about it. It's dark. It's not that big, but not too small. The circular room I sit in is tiled and the walls are made of stone. It towers up and up, and above I see a faraway ceiling.
The Demon Mate Chapter 36
The weights are the main problem. Not the height. Thank whatever force there is for the wings I have. But the weights are still here, and they ain't going away anytime soon. The weights I could hold in my hands while I manage to fly up there. But then how would I be able to break through the ceiling? It looks like it's made of wood, and I could easily break through that with my wings. But with my bare hands? Forget it. And even if I managed to get up there, to hold myself there I would need to anchor myself into the wall or the ceiling with my wings, and then I would just be hanging there. Not to mention that Frederic might be up there. If he's up there, I might as well be surrendering myself to him. But if he is up there, and I manage to tear the floor out from under his feet, then I could easily drop him to his death. But then what? I would still have these 30-pound weights hanging around each of my legs, and still with broken ankles. Frederic would be taken care of, but th
The Demon Mate Chapter 37
The sound of breaking glass and wood, mixed in with the roar of chemical energy seems to rip the air into shreds. My body that is in the air is blown back by the force of the explosion, but my wings manage to keep me afloat in the broken air. Stone and glass fly out and some hits my skin, some breaking through it to bite the red flesh beneath. But what's worse is that Frederic is flying at me. He lands on top of me, taking us both down. I scream and try to get him off as we cartwheel through the air like mating bald eagles, but he clamps on to me with a death grip. And then he raises the blade that catches the light of the burning tower. Thinking quickly, I swivel around in a barrel-roll, managing to get him off me. He tumbles through the air and lands on the ground below with a sickening splat. I breathe out in relief, but something burns in my chest as I do. Looking down, I see the knife buried three inches deep right below my collar-bone. I shriek and pull the knife out
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