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My sleep was disturbed by a low mumbling. I opened my eyes and looked around. It was still dark out.
I looked up to see if Evander was still awake but what I saw made me scream.
Evander's blue eyes were glowing...
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I'm paralyzed I'm scared to live, but I'm scared to die And if life is pain then I buried mine A long time ago, but it's still alive And it's takin' over me, where am I? I wanna feel somethin', I'm numb inside But I don't feel nothin', I wonder why I'm in the race of life and time passed by Look, I sit back and I watch it Hands in my pockets Waves come crashin' over me, but I just watch 'em I just watch 'em I'm underwater but I feel like I'm on top of it I'm at the bottom and I don't know what the problem is I'm in a box, but I'm the one that locked me in Suffocatin' and I'm runnin' out of oxygen, ah!
PARALYZED - NF
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E V A N D E R
"I know you wouldn't. But you don't love me..." she whispered.
I wanted to tell her everything. I wanted to tell her desperately that we were mates but I didn't know how. I wanted to say that I did love her. But I know that wasn't true just yet. I won't lie to her. I will never lie to her.
"I still care Althea. Worry about that when the time comes. Please, you need to rest..." I answered, trying push away the pain I felt in my chest.
"One more question..." I nodded for her to continue, "How old are you?" She asked.
I laughed, "What's so funny?" She asked.
"Agapití mou Althea, we are sleeping together and now you ask how old I am?"
(My dear Althea)
She gasped, "Don't be nasty! Don't make it sound like something it's not! Diastrevló! You know what I mean!" She squealed.
(Pervert)
I laughed again, "Well, if you must know, I turned 20 the day after I met you. I'm also of age."
"Of age?" She asked.
"My father would have resigned a week from then and I would've become the alpha, if you hadn't showed up. How old are you?" I asked.
"I'm of age too, only I'm 19. I don't turn 20 for another 4 months or so. Today is actually the day my father would've made me meet my suitors. I'd choose one to be engaged to and on my 20th, I would be married to him..." she was silent, "If you hadn't helped me escape my father's guards I might still be in that position."
"We helped each other then..." I said.
"Ypothéto óti to káname..."
(I guess we did...)
"Do you ever wish you could change how things happened? With your mother and sister?" She asked.
"I used to. I used to wish they'd never left or that they'd come back and everything would go back to normal..."
"How about now?"
"I'm glad they've gone. After seeing my father's true colours and seeing him for that man he really is, I hope they're far, far away from the pack..." I answered firmly.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to—"
"It's okay, I understand how you feel..." She took a deep breath and I was drawn to her neck.
Her skin looked soo soft and creamy, I wanted to reach out and touch it. I did.
She was still as my hand drifted towards her neck. Her heartbeat accelerated as my fingers brushed her collar bone before I rested my hand around her neck.
"What are you doing?" She whispered. Her heart didn't drop or spike. It was the same staggering it was when I first touched her.
"Do you want me to stop?" I whispered.
"No." She answered almost immediately.
I looked into her eyes as she looked into mine, my hand still resting perfectly and comfortably on her neck.
"So you don't mind?" I asked, still entranced by her eyes.
"No, I don't. I- I like it..." she admitted boldly.
I almost choked. I gulped. Could she get anymore perfect?
I moved my hand from her neck and caressed her cheek,
"Eísai téleios..." I whispered, more to myself, but she heard me.
(You are perfect)
"Okay, time to sleep now..." she smiled and turned around.
I was itching to pull her closer to me but I didn't need to. She moved backwards towards me and put my arm around her waist.
I pulled her closer and slightly tightened my grip. 'Den tha se afíso na fýgeis...'
(I will not let you go)
"Goodnight Evan..." she whispered as she finally fell asleep.
