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Aura's
Erica's pov
I stepped into the library and headed towards the back, where my study was located. I passed by rows upon rows of shelves, all filled to the brim with scrolls, books, magazines, comic books, manga, and any other type of reading material. Of all the rooms in the house, the library was my favorite.
Matthias and I had both made it a requirement that all of the homes we owned had to have one. My brother-in-law and I both shared a common love of reading, and it was that love made us great friends. I made it to the back of the room where there were two doors, one door led to Matthias's study and the other led to mine.
I opened the first door on the left and walked inside my study. My study was my sanctuary, and it was where I went when I needed to think or just decompress. I took in the room that housed large wooden built-in bookcases, Ray and Leah had had them specially handcrafted for me. They also had shelves made for Matthias's study but his are slightly different.
In the center of the room was a large wooden antique desk that matched the shelves, and in the center of the desk was my laptop. In the left-hand corner was a small love seat with an ottoman, perfect for snuggling with a good book, or with Darien.
I walked over to the shelf directly behind my desk and grabbed a huge leather-bound journal marked "Aura's and The Human Psyche". The book had been a gift from Ray for my five-hundredth birthday.
I opened the book and turned to the section on psychopathy and dark auras when I felt Darien enter the room.
I turned to face him and took in his dark indigo aura, laced with light blue splotches. I was not surprised by the colors. They marked Darien for what he always had been from the time we were small children, a man with a warriors heart but with a child's spirit.
To explain, Darien and I come from the same clan, although there is no blood relation between us. We grew up the best of friends and later we fell in love. However, due to clan laws since I was the youngest daughter of the chief we were not allowed to marry; since I was to be used as a political pawn. I supposed it would not have mattered anyway, since a year before I was turned into a vampire Darien disappeared on the battlefield. I was devastated, thinking he was dead.
I was pulled back to the present as Darien wrapped his arms around my waist. He rested his chin in the crook of my neck and gave a soft sigh
"What's wrong love?" he asked me.
I sighed, leaning into his frame
"I saw Luke's soul today in class," I said.
Darien slightly stiffened, "And?"
I sighed again
"His soul was gray Darien," I said.
Darien released me and turned me towards him,
"What do you mean its gray? That's bad right?" he said, looking concerned.
I nodded, "As you know, the soul reflects experiences and emotions. Yours, as I've told you, is dark indigo, because you have killed in the past. However, the difference is between you and the everyday criminal is that you had no choice and you feel remorse for your actions," I said.
Darien nodded knowingly and signaled for me to continue. I did
"Luke's soul is gray because he doesn't feel emotions except for pleasure and anger. The color also signifies that he's done something bad but not awful, yet," I said.
Darien looked at me seriously, "So what does this mean, and what does it have to do with you, exactly?" he said.
I looked Darien straight in the eye as I answered, "It means we have a potential threat on our hands," I said, dead serious.
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