Silver

Chapter 7

Grey and I had gone home after our dinner, and I had been frustrated because I still couldn't figure out how to empathize. Grey did his best to assure me that it would come, but I wasn't so sure it would. I hadn't been the best at empathizing as a human, I couldn't imagine it'd come easily to me as an Angel. 

However, now that I was able to fly and was at least working on my Angelic abilities and able to somewhat defend myself in flight, Grey had said that the Archangels wanted to meet up soon to unlock the rest of my soul so I could complete my transitus angelus. He said sometime in the next few days, probably. He also said that Siena did want to help me prepare as well, as we would be leaving Grey's house immediately following the completion of my transition. 

I'd be lying if I said I was excited to meet her. 

Then again, rarely was I excited to meet anyone. But especially her. Despite Grey's reassurances that Siena preferred humans and they had never felt anything for one another, I couldn't help but feel slightly possessive and maybe a little jealous? 

I was dating Grey, and she probably knew more about him than I did. She had been by his side for hundreds of years, and I had barely been by his side for half of one. 

I couldn't help but feel intimidated by their friendship. 

I let out a sigh, tilting my head slightly to the side as I brushed through my hair. It'd slowly gotten darker, as it normally does in the winter, but more of the red was showing. I blamed it on my transitioning. Grey said that becoming an Angel basically just takes whatever you have and puts it on steroids. So my slight twinge of auburn was slowly becoming full blown dark auburn. My skin was still as pale as it always had been, but there were no longer imperfections. It was porcelain- like a doll. Even the freckles across my nose seemed symmetrical. It was odd. Looking at a hyper-perfect version of yourself. I hardly recognized myself. It was like looking at me- but better. Even my eyes seemed prettier. The normal dull green hazel was slowly becoming a vibrant dark green, with flecks of gold spattered throughout like dazzles of sunlight through pine needles. 

At least, that's what Grey had told me. 

My eyes transitioned, adjusting to focus on Grey as he leaned against the archway of the bathroom door. He eyed me slightly, his eyebrows furrowing. 

"What's wrong?" He hummed. I shrugged, clenching my jaw slightly and setting down the hairbrush. 

"Nothing. Anxious about meeting Siena. A little weirded out about how I look. Anxious about unlocking the rest of my soul. The usual," I replied coolly, watching him as he pushed off the archway, coming to stand behind me. He reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. 

"Siena will love you, and you'll really like her. I think you're beautiful, and you always have been. And as for unlocking the rest of your soul- it's nothing to worry about. It'll be painless. Don't worry, my love," he smirked, leaning down and pressing his lips to the base of my jaw. I felt my eyelids flutter slightly, threatening to close in contentment, but I kept them open. I couldn't lose myself in him right now, not when we had so much about to happen. 

"When is she getting here?" I asked anxiously with a frustrated sigh. Grey grumbled lowly in irritation, standing back upright. His eyebrow flicked upwards in curiosity and he turned slightly, facing the window. 

"Listen. What do you hear?" He murmured softly. 

"Grey, I really don't think now is the time for-"

"Listen," he restated. I rolled my eyes as I closed them, honing my focus on my hearing. I could hear Grey's heart beating slowly in his chest. I could hear Allison humming to herself as she flipped a page in a book. I could hear- I could hear gravel crunching underneath tires outside.