Chapter Eight: Feelings

I glared at Magnus. Good thing Rob couldn't see us, since we were in a wall nearby.

""What do you want?" I asked coldy.

"If you get technical," Magnus sighed, "Something I can't have. But in general, I just want to know why exactly you are with him. What about Slater?"

"Dumped him," I smirked.

"Nice job," He said calmly, and before I could say anything, he kissed me. Oh gosh. Don't melt, don't melt, don't me-

OK, I kissed him back. So sue me. What would you have done? Yes, I know you...

He was actually the one who broke the kiss, not me. Geez, I must have no morals whatsoever.

"Got that out of my system," He said quietly, and walked off.

000

Charity's POV

I watched Magnus lounging out on the couch. He reminds me of a tiger, lithe and moody, fierce, and yet, sensual. Very, very dangrous. He had come over to my house after he 'visited' Faith. And for some reason, something was happening to me. It was like, in me having feelings for Sam, my feelings for Magnus were coming back.

Flashback

I angrily walked out of the blood bank. How did they find out about me? That knawing hunger tugged out of my stomach. It was... painful. The world began swimming in front of me. Slowly, everything grew dark, and I fell into the mud next to the gutter.

000

I woke up on a soft sofa. Looking around, I saw that everything here was very fine, so whoever lived here had to be rich. A man suddenly walked into the room. He was tall and handsome, with midnight colored hair and dark blue eyes. His skin was pale, and I could tell that he was very toned.

"You're awake," He commented, "Good."

"W-where am I?" I panted, panicking and looking around.

"Don't try to get up," He cautioned me, "You're very weak. Haven't had much in a while, huh?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Blood," He murmured, "I know what you are. I know who you are. I've been keeping an eye on you. My name is Magnus, beta of the Midnight Coven. You're Charity, and you were bitten by Slade."

My eyes widened. I mean, I should have known that this dude was a vamp. He was alluring, charming, and his incisors are super sharp.

"I was surprised that you were part of the blood bank," He commented, "Not the best way to get what you need."

He gave me a glass of something dark and red. As soon as I smelled it, I knew what it was, and began slurping it down in a feeding frenzy, could feel it dribbling down the corners of my mouth.

"How long has it been since you were turned?" Magnus asked.

"Four years," I murmured, now embarrassed. "Ugh, I'm such a pig."

"Don't worry," He assure me, "It's all right, you were hungry. You have a home now, with the Coven. Since Slade turned you, that's where you belong."

Wow. A home. I hadn't had one of those for so long...

I shook my head. Feelings... for Magnus? They couldn't resurface...

"Magnus?" I asked.

"Yes?"

"Do you... do you love Faith?"

He stared at me. "Of course I do. Faith... she's amazing. I just can't jepoardize that kind of person's life... Just like I couldn't jepoardize Rowena's."

Ah... the woman from King Arthur's time.

That's when a soft voice came from the other side of the room.

"Magnus?"

000

I blinked at Rob. We were on the sofa in my room, and had just been... well, making out.

"I heard you talking to a guy." He murmured.

"I was," I sighed, "My ex."

"He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"No... Magnus would never do that."

On purpose.

No. I can't go scaring myself out of fighting vamps. Then I'll be useless to anyone...

And I can't have that.