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Callums POV:
I woke up and saw that Morgan was already up. Lord Thierry had plenty of extra guest rooms, but Morgan had wanted to sleep with me.
"Why is it that the girls always wake up before the guys?" I arched my eyebrows.
Morgan smirked. "Because girls are the better race."
I grinned. "Is that what Blaise lent you?"
Morgan blushed, and looked down at her outfit. She was wearing a see-through camisole with a figure hugging sleeveless red top underneath it and a black miniskirt that showed off her curves. I had a feeling her mother was not going to like it.
"Um, she was the only one up." She offered feebly.
I smirked. "Next time, you might want to ask anyone but Blaise if you want to borrow something." I advised.
"Yes, sir." She snapped, and I hid a smile. Life with Morgan would never be far from boring.
When we went to the garage to pick up my car, Morgan was looking at everything, eyes wide. "Hell! How many Billionaires did he kill to get all this?"
I shrugged, "You tell me."
I walked over to my car, a Silver Mercedes 99, and slid into the drivers' seat, Morgan in the passenger seat besides me.
"Is your Mom okay with the whole you-going-to-Las-Vegas-with-a-guy thing?" I asked as I speeded up on the Highway.
"Sure. She knows everything I do." Morgan replied.
I craned my neck to face her. "As in your Vampire slaying and your Boyfriend?"
"Yeah." She answered.
I was quiet for a while, thinking.
Morgan interrupted my silence. "What about your mother?"
I shrugged. "I suppose I can say I'm closer to her than Galen because Galen doesn't really like fighting, and I'm more like my parents in that area. We're Shapeshifters – It's what we are."
"But didn't Galen kill a Dragon? And I'm sure he chose to turn into a leopard." Morgan looked at me curiously.
"He did it for his Soulmate – but he still doesn't like fighting." I answered.
"He did it for his Soulmate – but he still doesn't like fighting." I answered.
"Some people don't have to fight." I looked at her, but Morgans face was turned away.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"I don't know." She replied.
"What's wrong?" I frowned. What was up with her?
"I just- I thought I could forget him, but I c-can't." Morgan's voice was thick, and I felt anger boiling in my stomach. After all this time that bastard could still hurt her.
"If he left you, He isn't worth it, Morgan." I said, reaching out to touch her hand lightly.
"I know, but he really-" Morgan turned away. If he was here right now, I'd have killed him.
"Don't cry. He isn't worth your tears." I turned to look at her, and then quickly looked back at the road, swerving to avoid a large log truck.
"That's what everyone says." She looked up and gave me a watery smile.
"And they're always right. Well, apart from when they cry themselves." I agreed.
Morgan laughed out loud, and I smiled. The rest of the trip passed in a conversational mood, and by the time we arrived at Morgans House, she was smiling cheerfully, all traces of her sadness gone.
"Are you going inside like that?" I asked her.
She looked down at her clothes. "Do you have a spare coat? I could probably sneak away without Mom realizing anything."
"Yeah." I handed her my coat, and she put it on, climbing out of the car. I stopped the engine and slid out of the car, walking next to Morgan to the front porch.
Morgan rang the bell on the door, and a minute later Morgans Mom came and opened it.
"Morgan!" Mrs. Rowlands immediately enveloped Morgan in a smothering hug, and pulled her inside. I followed, and shut the door behind me.
"Hello, Callum." Mrs. Rowlands smiled at me.
"Hi Mrs. Rowlands." I smiled at her.
"How have you been?" She asked.
"Okay." I shrugged.
"How is Thierry managing it all? And the others?" She said.
"He's still got a lot of work, but he's been worse. And the others are okay." I replied.
"So, did you manage to get the date when Hunter's going to make his move?" She enquired.
"On the Millennium." I heard a noise and looked towards my left. Morgan's eyes were wide with surprise.
Just then, Mary K. and Mr. Rowlands came in from the Kitchen.
"Hi, Cal." Mary K. smiled at me, and I grinned back.
"How are you?" I asked.
She pulled a face. "Fine, I guess."
"Hello, Callum." Mr. Rowlands shook my hand. For once he wasn't staring absently at the door.
"Hi, Mr. Rowlands. Hope that deal fell through for you." I tried to keep a straight face, thinking how Morgan must be taking it all in.
"Yes, it did, and I managed to put the plan forwards to my Manager." He nodded his head.
"That's great." I said.
I looked at Morgan, who was staring at me like she'd never seen me before.
"So, do you want to come into the living room?" she asked, finally.
I grinned. "Sure."
Morgan's family went their own ways, and I followed Morgan into the room, where she shut the door and stood by it, hands on her hips.
"How do you know my Family?"