Michael grabbed Lucian by the scruff of the shirt and hauled him over his shoulder taking Lucian inside.
Selene's ears perked when she heard a loud thump from in the living room
"What is he doing now" She muttered to herself investigating the sound.
Michael flopped Lucian onto the couch which the leg broke falling to the ground making the bang
"Sorry I'm still finding out my new strengths" Michael apologized as Lucian said nothing but his expression of pain told a lot more.
"Good to see you're still alive…" Lucian stopped looking past Michael who heard a low hiss. Turning around Michael spotted Selene backed against the wall her eyes blue and blazing at Lucian.
"Selene…" Before Michael could finish Selene was up along the wall and around the corner and down into the basement where she slammed the door shut behind her.
"Typical blood" Lucian muttered
"Don't say that!" Michael yelled at him running down the steps to the basement door.
"Selene please open the door" Michael asked softly. There was no reply, he tried to turn the door handle but it was locked.
"Selene its just Lucian he is a hybrid like me"
"He was still Lycan and hates my kind" She finally answered sitting behind the door with her back against it.
Michael sat down on the floor against the other side of the door
"Selene… wont you even try?" Michael asked not knowing what to say, he had not experienced the hate Selene had felt for Lycans or the hate Lucian felt for Vampyre's.
"Michael you don't understand I killed hundreds of his kin"
"But you didn't know then, you where lied to by…" he stopped not wanting to mention the name, he could hear her swallowing hard trying to keep herself cold and unaffected by her emotions. It was still hitting her hard whether she liked it or not the pain was seeping out the lies tore her insides, she felt so out of place she just wanted to go back to the life she had before. If it was a life she told herself feeling her eyes once again swell up with tears as the emotions tried to push through.
"Selene open the door" he wanted to comfort her pain, for one so strong it took as such a simple thing as seeing a Lycan, past Lycan to bring up past few days in her and emotion beyond her control.
"I can't, he hates me I can't trust anyone I have to fight this, this plan has to work"
Michael felt a little hurt that she didn't trust him
"You can trust me remember I wasn't on either of the sides I want to help you" He spoke softly trying to encourage her.
"I barely know you" she spoke so quietly but he still heard the words.
That cut him even deeper than before. She heard him get up from the other side of the door and walk up the steps now she felt guilty for saying what she said.
Michael found Lucian sitting up and no doubt listening to them, he sat in the large chair Selene had been sitting in earlier, her scent still remained on its old patterned fabric. As hurt as he was he still wanted to comfort her and gain her trust more than ever
"How are you finding your new form?"
"Difficult" Michael answered vacantly still thinking about Selene.
"How long have you been in this house?"
"One night"
"We should move on in the day keeping out of the death dealers reach" Lucian instructed.
"We can't the sun"
"We don't burn in the sun"
Michael narrowed his eyes at him
"Selene" he snapped
"You heard her she trusts no one we are better off running"
"No, maybe she is right about you, why can't you give her a chance"
"She was and still is a death dealer, a blood you can't trust them they will turn on you, Kraven is a fine example of that over six hundred years of agreements and he shot me in the back"
"She is not like that!"
"How do you know? You have only known her a few days, and she doesn't know you she said that herself" Lucian pointed to the door.
"I can't leave her not after all the sacrifices she as made for me"
"It's natural to stick to the Vampyre that sired you into the underworld but let her go" he paused
"Death dealers are raised and trained to be cold and heartless, they will refuse their emotions and dispose of them in any way they can. If you want love from her you won't get it, she will always be like this"
"All Vampyre's are like this?"
"Yes now we must survive"
"So you must have meant a lot to Sonja if she was so cold but you loved her so much it created a war"
Lucian froze for a moment seeing Michael's hitting point.
"Sonja was different"
"So is Selene, she turned on her entire race and killer Viktor for me" Michael was really beginning to realize and appreciate what Selene had done.
"She is not heartless I have seen the pain and emotion in her face it's the worst pain I have ever seen in anyone's face and I don't want to see it again especially not on hers. She has lived a life of pain and lies all her life and I want to give her a life of happiness for what she has done for me, it's the least I could do" Michael leaned forward threading his hands though his hair.
There was no doubt Lucian would ever trust Selene but if he wanted to stay as a pack with Michael then he would have to face accepting Selene as well.
"I cannot say I will trust her but you have my word I will not inflict harm on her unless she attacks me" Lucian held his hand out wanting to join them and make an agreement.
Michael deciding for Selene put his hand out and shook upon it, he was now determined to make Selene some what human again or at least help her to the best of his ability.
Michael silently got up and headed back to the basement door not giving up on Selene so easily.
He lightly knocked on the door
"Selene?" he asked gently much like last time there was no answer first time she was called. By the light echo of the wood Michael noticed she had moved away from the door, looking down at his watch it was coming on dawn no doubt she would have gone over to the bed. He stepped back to leave her when his gut inside feelings wanted him to try turning the door handle to his surprise it was unlocked and swung open.
"Selene?" he asked again his voice ringing into the silence.
His hybrid eyes scanned the darkness before he spotted the dark outline of a figure sitting on the bed hunched over. Closing the door to at least muffle what he was talking to her about from Lucian he then made his way over to the bed.
Silently he sat next to her and dared himself to take a risk by putting his arm around her shoulders
"I'm sorry" he whispered to her
"For what" she barely spoke her hair covered her face from her head bowed so low.
"Brining these painful memories back"
She lifted her head a little totally lost to her emotions and words she didn't like him so near because she wanted it, she wanted to let him hold her, yet her inside stubbornness screamed no. Michael didn't care how she would react he wrapped his arm right around her shoulder and pulled her to him so she was clamped in his embrace, on natural instinct she pulled away.
He wasn't going to let go without a fight determined to make her trust him or help let it out and clamped his arms tighter around her not letting her go. She continued to struggle until she pounded her fists on his chest trying to stubbornly break free. Tears welled up in her eyes until she almost wore herself out slowly coming to the realization there was no way she could break out of his hybrid grip and slowly relaxed letting him win, the small clear streams poured down her cheeks as she finally rested her head on his shoulder. His arms and body relaxed becoming a warm supportive cuddle not a vice grip.
She cursed him in her mind for caring after what she had done she disserved nothing, he was making her feel things she had long thought she had lost almost envious he was giving her feelings she had wanted.