For mind link
{For thinking to ones self}
(Kindred thoughts)
[Arguing with ones self, or Alli arguing with Buffy]
Is for dreaming
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Three days after Lucian and Meanial's impressive fight, Alli woke up to the rhythmic breathing of the wolf beside her, the birds in the trees, the water of a fountain...she snuggled closer into the soft bed.
Her eyes snapped open.
She wasn't in her closet of a room. She wasn't on her cot. The wolf beside her was not Cole.
She panicked.
She jumped up, ignoring the startled yelp of the wolf, and ran to the door. The door led to a hall, she chose a direction and ran. Turning corners, bumping into Jeweled...servants, she panicked even more.
She passed by a male that looked remarkably like Lucian, but it wasn't.
"Alli!"
She ran faster.
Suddenly, she was in a great hall. A main staircase took up one wall; big doors took up the other.
{A way out.}
A pair of muscular arms wrapped around her. She slammed her head back and kicked back into his groin with all her strength. He let go with a grunt. She turned to see a familiar Eryian male. Andulvar.
Lucivar came up beside her and went for her arms. She jumped out of his reach.
Many males were coming at her, strong, dark Jeweled males. She channeled the power of her tiger form into letting her leap up and land on one of the beams above. She snarled at them below.
Calling in her Black Jewel, her dragon necklace, she prepared her self for war. Long, deadly claws burst out between each of her knuckles, digging into the wood she was perched on.
Alli remembered what happened in the ally, it was still fresh in her mind. She did not feel like being near any males at the moment. Everyone under her, staring up at her with surprise and shock, was male. Unfortunate for them.
There was only one male she wanted to see right now, but he wasn't there. An amused voice floated up to her. "Alli, please sheath your claws and come down here this instant. You have to apologize to your uncle."
"No way in heaven, hell, or Mordor," she spat back at her grandfather.
His amusement faded. He saw the fear in her eyes. "We do not want to harm you Alli. You can trust us."
She snorted. "I'd rather trust an Orc with a blade at my throat."
"Alli!"
She turned to one of the hallways to see Lucian flanked by her parents, Cole, Meanial and Kealas.
She jumped down and landed next to him. She shied away from Deamon and Jeanell, and buried her hand in Kealas's fur. He made a border between her parents and herself. Not because he believed she needed it, but because he new that it would make her feel better.
"What were you doing up there."
She turned her yellow eyes to her brother. Her Black Jewel pulsed with power. Lucian's green Jewel fallowed the same rhythm. "I was planning to hurt and/or maim any male that dare get near me."
His expression was odd, but she ignored it.
Her eyes turned to a gold that matched her father's. It was cold and empty. "I said I would not come back here."
She spoke softly, but the power and anger in those words ran through the hall. Every male flinched not only at the raw emotions in those words, but at the biting cold that just hit them, stealing all body warmth.
Lucian didn't even blink. "You were hurt. We needed a place for you to heal."
"And you brought me here?"
"Yes."
She knew he was right. She knew that he would suffer all the pain in the world to make sure she was all right.
She knew.
He knew she knew.
She hated him for that.
He held out his hand and she took it. Her eyes became a dull blue and the room turned back to normal.
He lad her into Seatan's study and Cole fallowed them. She never let go of Kealas.
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Jeanell stared.
{So much power. So much pain.}
She felt her own Jewels beat to the rhythm of her daughter's Jewel. That had only happened when she was near Lorn. What did this mean?
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Deamon looked at the door to the study.
{She is my daughter. My flesh and blood, but she is a stranger to me.}
He looked down at his Red Jewel.
"Both me and Alli have a Green Jewel." His son had old him that. But she was wearing a Black, and Lucian didn't even notice.
{Maybe she has the Green and Black, but how?}
He didn't have a clue.
They hadn't even made the Offering yet, for god's sake!
He wasn't afraid of his daughter, he was afraid for her.
He led his wife into the room.
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Seatan rubbed his temples and helped Andulvar limp to his study.
{It's going to be like coping with a young Jeanell again. Only a thousand times worse.}
He shook his head.
He needed to get some more brandy soon.
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I know have three different stories out. Read them please. I take great care in what I write...half the time. I myself like what I write. Now review.