Chapter Sixteen
My clothes were dripping and soaked through. My body shivered resisting the cold that bit into my bones. Zane had gone completely still after I had mentioned Revenge. His cold eyes cut away from me.
"I don't know if I will be able to help you," he finally answered.
"Fine," I said in anger as I got up and started to walk off the sand.
"Wait," Zane said as he followed me off the beach.
"No." My feet were loud and sloppy. Sand tossed into the air with my footsteps.
"I would like to speak with you about the matter."
"It won't make a difference," I told him as twigs snapped underneath my feet. The small village was only a five minute walk from the lake.
"You're going to make this difficult if you don't stop and listen to me." Zane's smooth voice was heard, but I ignored it. And that's how I ended up bound to a chair in Zane's cabin.
Zane paced the floor in front of me. I sat with my hands and feet expertly tied together with some rope he found. I was never going to tell Zane he couldn't stop me again. It only made him try.
"Zane, cut the rope right now," I said for the tenth time. He only smirked at me.
"I would have no problem at all of exactly doing so, but your ill planned escape attempt is preventing me from doing so," he answered with that same smile on his face as if recalling the memory. I wasn't originally bound when we first arrived here. Zane had carried me to his cabin even with all my loud protests. I only tried to escape once from his cabin, and that's when he bound my hands and feet. It's not my fault he had knives in his kitchen I could easily grab. And it wasn't even a real escape attempt. I had a plan, but I wasn't able to use it because Zane caught me right away. He had laughed when he saw the knife in my hand. Laughed.
"I'm going to get away soon or later," I said annoyed.
"Perhaps, but it will be of my choosing," Zane answered. He was letting me know he had full control.
"You're wasting my time. I thought you would actually help me get Revenge, and now I feel like an idiot," I added as I leaned my head back and closed my eyes.
"You have no patients, my human." He stopped pacing and looked at me with his head tilted in a particular way.
"I have already thought on the issue and was denied my rights to lead a rescue." Zane let me know as he stepped forward with the knife I tried to escape with in his hands.
"Who in the world would be able to deny you rights?" I said as I thought about the leadership role Zane had always unquestionably had. His smile fell.
"Ash," he answered with a stiff expression on his face. He was obviously not ok with Ash telling him what to do. I waited for him to speak again.
A knock sounded on the door. Zane glanced at me and that same stupid smirk grew on his face. His feet spun and he walked away from me. The front door was only ten feet away from me. I was about to make noise to get the guests attention, but then I listened to Zane speak first.
"Dax, come in." The door opened wide. What the hell? I thought he wanted to keep me tied up a secret but apparently not. Dax stepped in. His eyes immediately found me. His laugh filled the room.
"Fine, Dax, laugh it off," I groaned as I tried pulling my hands free. He wouldn't stop laughing, and I wanted to punch him for it. My wrists burned from constantly pulling against the rope.
"What are you even doing here?" I asked as he started to calm down.
"I asked him to come," Zane answered as he sat down on the chair across from me. He set the knife down on the small wooden table.
"Why would you do that?" I asked Zane as Dax sat down on my right side.
"Because I said I wasn't able to lead a rescue group, but Dax might be able to help," Zane replied. I narrowed my eyes then turned toward Dax.
"Smile!" he said then the familiar snapping of a picture being taken came from his cell phone.
"Dax!" I protested.
"Beautiful, you'll be able to laugh at the picture one day." His cell phone disappeared as he pocketed it.
"Dax, may I see your cell phone?" Zane's voice was collected as he asked. Dax shrugged. Zane was still in control of his crew. Dax's cell phone hit Zane's palm. Zane's fist closed quickly on the small phone. A splintering sound cracked the phone into pieces. At first I was shocked, but it passed. I smirked at Dax. It was a little weird that Zane had concerned himself with the picture situation. I was use to Zane not caring about these little things. Dax frowned, but soon let out his own laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" I asked as Zane put down the broken phone.
"I already sent the picture to Torture," he announced as he relaxed. I smiled at that. Oh, well. It was kind of funny in a way anyways.
"Alright. Fine. I don't care. Dax cut this rope please." I held my arms out.
"Not yet, Dax," Zane said.
"Sorry, beautiful."
"Dax, today my human let me know that she would like to go and get Revenge with my help," Zane started.
"Interesting," Dax spoke as he found my green eyes glaring at Zane.
"So it would seem, since that would interfere with your plans," Zane replied as his ice blue eyes still kept contact with mine. So Dax was holding a rescue mission.
"Why didn't you tell me that earlier?" I whispered at Zane angry.
"You wouldn't stop long enough to listen," Zane answered. I wasn't going to argue with him.
"When is this mission taking place?" I aimed my question at Dax.
"Tomorrow night," Dax answered. I nodded.
"I'm going," I spoke as I stared at the table.
"My human, I don't think-"
"I don't care what you think, Zane." I wondered if he felt my anger through the bond. I hoped it burned him.
"Blair," Dax began, "I'm going to have to agree with Zane. I just don't think you can handle a mission like this. You need to be…"
"I need to be?" I looked to Dax waiting for him to finish.
"You need to be ready, and I don't think you are," Dax said with a frown.
"I'll be ready," I stated. Dax sighed.
"She'll come with me," Zane said suddenly. My eyes snapped to Zane. He glanced at me in an interested way. He was suddenly standing in front of me and held my bound wrists. The contact of his skin on mine made my heart jump. Rope fell from my wrists as Zane's knife cut through it easily. The rope tied to my ankles was next to go. His lips were close to my ears as he whispered.
"Stop running from me." His voice sent a chill through me. My heart sped. He pulled away from me, and it was as if he never said anything to me at all.
"Why don't you show her around more, Dax?" Zane said as he threw the rope in the garbage beside the table. A mischievous grin lifted the edges of Dax's lips. I wearily looked at him.
"It would be my pleasure."
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We crouched behind a few newly planted bushes at Dax's cabin as we waited for our enemies to turn the corner. I was in a fresh change of clothes. Dax and I were in the middle of pranking the two kids that lived next door to Dax, Torture, and War. The three all shared a cabin. The carton of eggs sat on the floor between Dax and me. Once they turned the corner, we would unleash our wrath.
"What started this thing anyways?" I whispered to Dax as we waited.
"One morning they covered the whole front step with syrup and ruined our boots," Dax answered with a smirk.
"You should have seen Torture. I told him it was all in good fun, but he was ready to murder the two wolf boys." Dax grinned easily at the memory.
"Wolf boys?" I questioned.
"Oh, yes, they're werewolves," Dax told me with a silly expression.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"You're just learning about this village now? Where have you been?" he asked. We started to lose our whispers and were growing louder and louder.
"It's not my fault no one told me-"
"Shhh!" Dax pressed a hand over my mouth. I immediately stopped talking. Footsteps ruffled the newly growing grass. I jumped up from my hiding spot and threw the egg. It didn't hit a kid. A girl a little older than me tensed and looked over her shoulder. Her blonde hair gleamed in the sun. A patch of egg stained her white long sleeve shirt. Her pink lips scrunched together. Before I could apologize the sound of more footsteps entered my ears. Two boys at around the age twelve and thirteen rounded the corner.
"Now!" I called to Dax. The two brunette haired boys were going to be no match for us. Dax let out a battle cry as he leapt over the bushes with his eggs in hand. I let out a loud laugh as he struck the boys. They both staggered. The older one pushed the younger one in front. I threw the last two eggs and completely missed.
The two boys both laughed at Dax who ran in a small circle with his arms raised in triumph.
"What now?" he yelled at them. I laughed along with the two boys.
"Who's she?" the younger one said as he pointed at me. His skin was tanned, and his eyes were a magnificent blue. His small twelve year old frame was covered in raw eggs. A few pieces of shell were left in his short dark hair.
"This here is the most beautiful girl on earth!" Dax said as he swung his arm over my shoulders with a smile.
"My name is Blair," I announced as I rolled my eyes at Dax's high exaggeration. The younger kid smiled and held out his hand to shake mine. I gladly took it.
"My name is Allan." He shook my hand then stepped aside as his older brother came up to me.
"And I'm Dean." His hair was longer than his younger brothers and a shade lighter. They both shared the same amazing blue eyes. Only one egg had hit him since he used Allan as a shield.
"Who is in for a game of five hundred!" Dax yelled as he picked up a football from the ground the two boys replied eagerly. I tried to play, but always managed to lose.
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I held my perfect marsh mellow roasting stick above the eager flame. The common grounds area was filled with the people in the village. Some sat around the four bon fires, while others sat on porches close by and talked. The younger brother, Allan, sat beside me as he roasted a marsh mellow. Mine burned in two seconds. I pushed it into Dax's face with a smile. Instead of backing away from the marsh mellow that was about to fall off my stick, he grabbed and threw it at Dean who sat on the other side of Allan. Dean frowned at Dax.
"There will be pay back for that," Dean let him know as he picked the marsh mellow from his shirt and threw it into the fire. The chilly night air made me scoot closer to the fire. I hadn't seen Zane all day, and was starting to feel nervousness collect in my stomach for tomorrow night. We would be rescuing Revenge this time tomorrow. I wondered how all these people came to be at this hide out. A frown placed itself on my lips. I knew nothing about how the systems in this world worked.
A small smack entered my ears as a clump of warmth hit the side of my face. The goopy mess stuck to my face for a second then fell to my jeans.
"Dax!" I yelled as I tried throwing the marsh mellow back in his direction. He easily dodged it with a relaxed smile on his face.
"You have to be ready for attack at all times, beautiful," he said defending his marsh mellow throwing. He jerked in sudden surprise as an arm looped around his neck, and a knife settled at his throat. All of his movements stopped. I flinched in surprise and let out a huge breath of air which may have been a scream if I was able to make a sound. I was stunned into silence.
"I thought you were going to be ready," a voice I barely recognized said. Dax grinned.
"Why hello there, War," Dax said as the knife disappeared from his throat. My rapid heartbeat slowed. It was only a friendly attack. War was someone who had helped me at The Court of Shadows and had been a spy for Zane. He sat on the white plastic chair next to Dax. The fire showed some of his features that startled me as he looked so similar to Torture. Dax must have seen my calculating. I still felt a little awkward in War's presence. He had seen me helpless.
"War is Torture's younger brother," Dax said as he nudged me. I stopped staring at War and directed my eyes to the fire.
"What a pain that must be," I said quietly. My voice must have reached War because he let out a small laugh.
"Try scary," Allan said with a small frown. A grin slipped onto my face from his comment.
I felt his presence before I spotted him. I looked away from Allan and turned in my seat. Zane was walking up to our small group. His blue eyes were looking only at me.
"My human, I would like to speak with you privately."
"Well, I'm busy," I said still a little upset about the whole tying me up to a chair incident. I pulled a new marsh mellow from the bag, stabbed it with my stick, and held it above the flames.
"I told you," Dax said. I looked up to find him giving War a meaningful look.
"When you're done then," he said as he pulled up a chair beside me and sat down. I suppressed a groan of annoyance. I didn't like marsh mellows. I was only cooking them for Dean since he didn't like making them. My plan to ignore Zane and have him go away wasn't going to work. I don't think I wanted him to go anyways. My whole body changed in awareness when in his presence. I could feel the unwanted distance between us.
"Fine, Zane. Let's go," I sighed as I handed my marsh mellow stick to Dax.
"Aren't you going to eat that?" Zane asked as we stood up.
"I don't like marsh mellows," I answered quietly. The amused smirk I saw so often graced his lips.
"Interesting," he concluded as he walked next to me. We walked away from the group.
"You're upset with me."
"Of course I am. You tied me to a chair," I said as I crossed my arms.
"You have this awful habit of leaving before I can speak with you. I was simply trying to show you that just because I upset you at first does not mean I'm completely shutting you down. You need to let me explain. You need to trust me." We walked in silence for a few minutes. I wasn't even going to bring up that fact that I didn't trust him. He stayed silent, and I suddenly grew impatient.
"Zane, what's this about?" I asked as I sat on the outdoor bench. I had escaped to this bench when I snuck out a couple nights ago and ran into Blake. For some reason my feet automatically walked me to the same spot.
"Tomorrow is going to be dangerous." He didn't sit on the bench. He was standing and staring out at the dark forest. His hands were tucked into the pockets of his comfortable looking black sweat pants.
"I know," I agreed as I thought of The Court of Radiance and their guards. My eye brows drew in confusion as he silently stared out at the forest. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I waited a couple of minutes before he spoke again.
"I had some special clothes made for you for tomorrow," he added, but he still seemed distracted.
"Okay," I answered trying to figure out what was wrong. Something was bothering him.
"I have something to give you," he said softly as his head turned away from the forest and to me. His perfect blue eyes stared at me. Before I could ask any questions he was sitting next to me and holding out his hand.
I glanced down at his palm and found silver gleaming. It was Revenge's mark. My hand drew up, and I plucked it out of his hand avoiding contact. I turned the slim ring in my hand. Two ovals overlapped each other, and a small diamond was imbedded in the top band. I slid it onto my pointer finger. It fit perfectly as it had before. My hopes of seeing Revenge grew. I was excited.
"Thank you," I told Zane. I didn't think that was the reaction he was expecting. I think he was expecting me to yell at him and demand why he kept it from me. I was just happy to have it back. I glimpsed up at him to find him staring at my hand. He didn't look happy.
"I am not going to change the way I act toward you," he whispered.
"Zane-"
"I know that you…have some feelings for Revenge." He glimpsed back out at the forest again. "But I am not letting you go," he finished as he glanced into my eyes. I felt electricity starting to build in me even without Zane physically touching me. My stomach flipped, and I couldn't stop glancing into his perfect blue eyes. In these moments, he made me fragile.
"I love challenges," he whispered as I found I was leaning closer to him. And then he was gone. The space next to me was empty. I knew he would be somewhere behind me off in the distance, but I didn't turn around. Zane and his dramatic exits and confusing actions. My body ached with his leaving, and I found myself angry about not receiving a kiss. That's the second time he was going to kiss me but then didn't. I frowned when I realized what I was thinking. Stupid bond. I was going crazy. I sat on the bench for a while more and spun Revenge's ring on my finger. I didn't know what I was going to do. I ended up thinking about my brothers and the one question that I have been in denial to ask all this time. It hurt to think about. Were they really my brothers?
It was weird to think that the very same place I was once trying to break out of was the same place I was now trying to break into. The SUV was elapsed in a rigid silence. I thought about telling one of my great jokes, but by the serious expressions in the car, even on Dax's face, made me hold back.
Black boots were wrapped around all of our feet. Head to toe we were all dressed in black. My brown hair was tied back into a pony tail. Dax held a black suit case that was equipped with top notch technology. Torture and War had on the traditional long black jackets I always saw the assassin crew wearing. Zane and I lacked the jackets in case we needed to fit through tight spots.
"Five minutes," War said. He was driving and counting down the minutes until we arrived in the drop off area. The plan was simple. Torture and War were supposed to act sneaky and intentionally get caught and be a distraction. Dax was supposed to tap into the security system and open the coded doors, and alert us if there were any serious threats. He could switch the lights on or off depending on what was needed. Not that it would make much of a difference since vampires could mostly see through the darkness. Zane and I were supposed to be the real threat. Well he was originally supposed to be solo, but he was letting me go with him. We were the ones who were going to make contact with Revenge and find a way out.
We filed out of the SUV and into a small forest preserve parking lot. The Court Of Radiance was a mile away. I stretched from the four hour drive.
"They probably have a new group of assassins who are less skilled and knowledgeable than we are. They don't know the trade as we do," Zane said as we began walking through the forest. Dax walked beside me and smiled at me when his silver eyes caught mine. He winked at me. I rolled my eyes in response.
"Good luck with all that technology stuff," I whispered to Dax.
"I probably won't need it considering I developed the system," Dax answered with a satisfied response.
"So how old are you anyways?" I asked. He smirked.
"Nineteen and thirteen," he answered. I glanced at him in confusion.
"What does that mean?"
"I was turned when I was nineteen, and I've been a vampire for thirteen years," he explained.
"So if you were human today, you'd be thirty two," I stated. Dax nudged me, and I almost tripped. I don't know how I was going to be sneaky since I was so clumsy. I glared at him as he chuckled.
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It was easier to get in than I thought. Dax wasn't going to control the system until Zane and I got on the roof. Zane used a gun that had a hook attached to it. He shot it at the roof and a rope was attached to the gun. It was late in the night, around five in the morning and close to when many of the vampires wouldn't be as aware. Zane's aimed and took out two cameras fast. The silencer hushed the shots.
"You have to get on my back," Zane said. My heart throbbed. I didn't want to, but I said I would do this. Zane had given me the chance, so I would take it and do what I needed to. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs wrapped around his waist. The contact was almost too much and sent my heart rate speeding. As soon as his feet his the top of the roof, I released my grip on him immediately. Zane disconnected the rope and shoved the gun into his pocket. Heavy wind brushed against me. The roof was covered in a blanket of darkness, and memories of being there with Revenge flooded my head.
"Let's go," Zane moved past me with smooth steps. I followed him closely. There weren't any guards on the roof. Maybe that's one of the reasons why Revenge liked it so much. We stopped at a door.
"Now, Dax," Zane called into the ear piece. The lights that hung off of the roof shut off in pairs. We were immersed in darkness. I stood as still as I could as my eyes tried adjusting to the black all around me. A hand pressed against the small of my back. Electricity ran through my spine.
"Follow my lead," Zane whispered into my ear. I nodded. The door opened with no protest since Dax had taken control of the security system. Dax had told me that they didn't know if Revenge had woken up or not. After fending off Fade, Revenge had lost a lot of blood and considering his poor health too it wasn't the best thing for him. When Zane and everyone left The Court of Radiance, Revenge still hadn't woken. We were all only hoping. I stumbled twice in the first couple of steps on the stairs. Zane tossed me in his arms. I wasn't in the situation to protest.
The first guard we came to was down within seconds. Zane easily walked up behind him and slit his throat. Zane held a hand over his victims mouth before he sank to the floor. Blood dripped onto Zane's sleeves. Zane's knives were all laced with silver, and it wouldn't kill the guards. It would only paralyze them for a few hours. Zane's hand was at the small of my back once more. We got to Dr. Barrett's floor, and we stopped in the stair case. Zane signaled for me to wait. He opened the door. I stood still in the stair way with my heavy heart beats. I heard a grunt and then a small yell. Zane was back in a couple of seconds.
"Come on." I followed him out of the stair way and into the hall. It was the medical hall. Two guards were collapsed on the ground. There were no other guards left in the long hall. They probably were all rushing to War's and Torture's distraction.
"Let's be quick. I think one might have called for help. We quickened our pace. I remembered walking down this hall way when I had come to visit Revenge a while ago. His door was all the way down the hall. Zane stopped walking.
"Damn," he whispered as he turned.
"Go find him. More guards are already coming," Zane added. I started to jog down the hall. Zane stayed by the elevator and stair well waiting for the attack. I rounded the corner and knew the door. It was pale and white just as all the other ones were. I rest my hand on the knob and turned it. The door opened with a creek.
Revenge was sitting up on the edge of his bed and staring out of the window on the opposite side of the door. The silver moon light cut through the room and hit his profile. The blankets on the bed were all tossed aside. He wore a pair of white sweat pants and a gray shirt. I took a step inside.
"Revenge," I whispered his name. His posture shifted a little, and he glanced over his shoulder. His silver blue eyes glimpsed into mine with a sense of sadness I've never before seen in his gaze.
"I tried to tell them." His soft voice barely made it to me. I took slow steps. A wooden board underneath my foot creaked.
"Revenge," I said his name again. A silenced shot sounded in the hallway.
"They wouldn't listen to me," he added to his previous statement. His black hair looked like it needed to be cut soon. I came around the side of the bed he was on.
"What wouldn't they listen to you about?" I asked as I sat down beside him.
"You. They wouldn't listen when I told them that I loved you." His silver blue eyes looked at me intensely. My heart jumped, and I felt shaky. "You would never try to kill me," he added. His hand was pressed against the bed. I wrapped my hand around his pale one. I held his hand in mine. My heart beats increased. I glanced out of the window into the darkness. I didn't know what to tell him. I looked back at him to find him staring at my hand with a frown. He picked his hand up and mine followed along. His eyes flickered to mine in surprise.
"Human, you're real?" I was just about to answer when Zane's voice collapsed the silence around us.
"I am out defending you and risking my life and you are simply sitting here," Zane said in the doorway. I got to my feet, and Revenge shortly followed. A smile was suddenly on his pale face.
"They told me you were dead…but you're not…you're…" he trailed off as I started to pull him along with me. Zane stood with Dr. Barrett. Zane's hand was clutching Dr. Barrett's white collar. Revenge's other hand slid down my arm as if testing to see if my skin was real.
"Lead the way," I told Zane. We came out of the room. I counted seven bodies as we walked down the hall and to the stair case.
"Blair," Revenge said softly beside me. My green eyes turned toward him in the darkness. I had a hard time with the steps, but once I got a rhythm going it was easy.
"Yes?" I said as I followed Zane's fast pace.
"I just-"
"Duck!" Zane shouted. I couldn't react quickly enough. A small prick awakened my senses on my neck. Instinctively, my hand flew to my neck to figure out what had happened. I pulled out a small dart. Dots grew in my vision. I tripped over my own foot. I heard Zane yell.
"Watch your step!" And our small group started to climb the steps again. Dizziness swirled around me.
"Blair, are you well?" Revenge's concerned voice seemed distorted in my mind. It was loud in some places and soft in the others. A door opened and we filed outside. I believed we were on the roof.
"Blair, look at me," Revenge said once again. I tried to turn my eyes to him.
"As soon as we make it into the forest we will be cleared," a voice in authority announced.
"I'm fine," I said sloppily as I stumbled again. Revenge's arm was wrapped around my waist.
"Zane, we may have a problem," Revenge said from what seemed like very far away even when he was right next to me.
"And what would that be?" My vision was lost in icy blue as Zane held my head up with both of his hands pressed against my cheeks, and my face was close to his.
"Blair, what happened?" Revenge asked.
"Ummm… A dart hit me," I shouted although in my ears it sounded like a whisper.
"And just when were you planning on telling me this, my human?" Zane's arms went under my legs and he carried me to the edge of the roof.
"Never," I answered late. The next forty minutes were a blur as I fought off sleep and sickness. I was in no way going to be unconscious. I was going to hang in there. I was held in Zane's arms. There was yelling and screaming.
I don't know how we ended up in the SUV, but I was glad for it. The whole crew shoved itself into the car. I was sitting on Zane's lap. I glanced up into his eyes. The ice was tinted with fire.
"You were injected with poison. Dr. Barrett said you will pull through. You will be fine." Zane held me close to him. There were seven seats in the car, so I don't know why I wasn't sitting in one of those. I didn't mind at all. I laid my head on his shoulder and had no idea what was happening around me. Comfort radiated inside of me. It felt like it was coming from an outside source. I couldn't quite figure out if it was maybe the bond through Zane. Voices spoke. They were loud then soft. Colors mixed together in my vision and made no sense. Finally, I had a realization.
"I'm going to throw up." And I did. Right on Zane's bloodied black boots. The car pulled over. In the morning's rising sun, I heaved over and over again. Hands pulled my hair back. No other cars past us. The road we were on must've been scarcely used.
"It's okay, Blair." Revenge's calm voice relaxed me. After five minutes, I laid on the dew coated grass with my face pressed up against the cold ground. Revenge rubbed my back.
"Come on, human, it's time to get up," Revenge whispered as he pulled me to my feet. His arm wrapped around my waist, and I couldn't help myself. I threw my arms around Revenge. My face brushed against the cloth of his gray shirt. This time I didn't feel him flinch in surprise or stiffen. He wrapped his arms around me without hesitating.
We shoved back into the car. This time I sat next to Revenge. I felt his hand interlace with mine. I glanced over at Torture who was sitting beside me.
"You look terrible," I managed to whisper to him. My voice was raspy. His face was streaked with blood. Multiple cuts and bruises littered his body. I saw him give a rare smirk.
"Wait until you see yourself," he answered which caused me to look down at my dirt covered hands.
Zane had captured and brought along Dr. Barrett. He was sitting in the back and going on and on about how he needed to be released. Zane finally silenced him with a threat. Revenge ran his hand through my hair comforting me, so it wasn't long before I gave in to my desire to close my eyes.
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I was startled awake by movement.
"Blair, we have arrived." His voice made me tighten my hand around his. Revenge. I opened my eyes and saw his silver blue eyes looking at me. His black hair brushed further into his eyes than I was used to. I noticed that his face was very narrow and a little sunken. Slowly a small grin started to form on his face after I wouldn't stop staring at him.
"Ummm…Hi," I said softly as I found out I was caught staring.
"Hello," he answered which made me smile.
"Let's go you two! Believe it or not there's a world that exists and it's not just you two." Dax opened the SUV's door as he spoke. Revenge helped me to my feet then stepped out next to me. We joined the whole group in front of the car. We only took a few steps before we were stopped. My insides were still upset. A tall man stepped forward with a small group of people behind him. Maria, the girl who had tried to 'test my worth', was standing among the group. Zane stepped closer to my side. The man in front glared at Zane.
"You are not permitted here," he said in a voice that seemed final. His silver eyes scanned over our bloodied group.
"It seems like we should talk about this in the meeting room," Zane retorted.
"Who is he?" I sluggishly whispered to Zane. He glanced down at me. Red still slightly tinted his eyes.
"Ah, it's about time I introduce you, my human. This here is Ash."
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Hello! So what did you guys think about this chapter? If you have any constructive criticism I would love to hear it! SUMMER. I hope your start to summer is going well! YAY REVENGE! Story Question- Who do you prefer Zane or Revenge?
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Poolnight- Hello there :) Thank you so much for your kind compliments! And don't you worry! I'll make sure to continue to update, even if it takes me a long time. As for her seeing her family again… you're just going to have to find out :D haha thank you for both of your reviews!
Dire Heart 5- Hey! Haha! Revenge actually doesn't end up being too much of a problem with Zane. Even though Zane gets jealous of Revenge, Revenge was still turned by Zane. So Zane and Revenge have a lot of respect for one another and like each other. It would be really sad if Blair got in the way too much and they couldn't be civilized toward one another! Zane wants Revenge out just as much as Blair. He's part of the crew, so I couldn't have Zane be upset and jealous really. Thank you so much for reviewing! It's always nice to hear from you!
ZisisGirl23- Haha! Yeah, it's been nice to write these Zane alone time parts. I know a lot of people wanted more Zane time earlier on in the story, and they sure are getting it now! Thanks for reviewing!
WithLove 101- Hello! Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed it! :)
Bonnie D'Salvatore- Ahaha! Well, in her defense, Revenge kind of was in a little bit of a bad situation… couldn't forget about him completely like that! But I do see your point. It seems like she can never enjoy time with Zane because of him.
ERB000- Hello there! Sorry for the late update… lol As for with Torture… well, that's all I really had for him to be mad about. It was just built up frustration with Blair for not thinking about everyone who she was putting in danger. Thank you for reviewing :D
Arcadecat- Wow! Your joke really had me going! Haha, good one! Awww, that's cute! I can see your whole point of view with the Revenge vs. Zane thing. Good points. Well, Dax happens to be free up to this point in time! You're the first one to ask for him too I believe XD haha thank you for reviewing!
The Huntress of the Night- Hello :) I'm so happy you love it so far! :D makes all the plot struggles worthwhile! Huh, interesting point… I guess she is in a way still being kept against her wishes, but it is for the better! Thanks for your review—And your little reminder XD
Vampirefreakk- hahaha! I'm glad to give out some happiness just through an update! :D Thank you for reviewing!
AlexandraSterling41- Thank you! Happy to hear that you loved it!
Tamika- haha! I think Zane didn't get too bad! As I was saying to a previous reviewer, Revenge is Zane's crew member too! Thank you for reviewing! :)
DJShayShayxx- Hehe :D I know, I love how Torture didn't know what to ask or how to comfort her, so he just gives her his coat because she's cold XD ohhhh Torture! What a funny guy. I thought it was a cute moment too! Glad Dax is bringing the joy! Actually, no, lol I've never heard of the show Lost Girl haha! Is it good? Thank you for your review!
daring2dream- Hello there! :D I loved your review! Well, the main reason I think Blair is so attached to Revenge is because he was the one to guide her at first and take care of her. So there's a kind of safety and attachment to him. Also, Revenge cares more about her wants while Zane only really considers her needs. Yeah, I ended up developing a more complex plot than I thought lol. I'm probably going to end up writing a sequel! Sorry, that annoying withholding information is my fault… it tends to be a writing tactic I'm drawn to since I HATE when stories reveal everything right away… so I like to leave those questions out there. Next time I write a story, I'll consider it more. I see exactly what you mean with the description thing! It might take me a while to correct naturally, but you brought up a good point! Ugh, I just love when people help me notice things about my writing then give me tips on how to make it better. What a great time! Lol Thank you so much for your wonderful review!
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