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Sorry it took me so long to update but I've been super busy with school and Halloween.

This Chapter is short but I'll put up the next Chapter tonight or tomorrow.

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Chapter 14

The next day I went to church and all I was contemplating was the way I felt for Rose. It was wrong, she was my student and I felt like I was taking advantage of her.

All night I had thought about the way I'd held her hands –the way it made me feel when she squeezed my hands, the way that I had squeezed back, it was so…comforting.

I'd acted so inappropriately.

I basically flirted with her.

I'd almost slipped up and told her she was too beautiful… that she could never be like the other guardians because she could never be like any of the other girls.

It was so easy to talk to her.

I couldn't believe I'd actually told her about my family, that I grew up in a blood whore commune, most people would look down on that, but Rose believed me.

Most people would also chastise me for beating up my dad.

Then again, most people weren't as irrational as Rose.

She always did what she wanted to.

Even if sometimes she failed to think things through.

I searched the building for her then, knowing she'd probably be sitting with Lissa.

All I saw were two boys on their knees… begging for something from Rose and Lissa.

I hoped that they weren't mocking her.

All my life, I've always done the right thing.

Doing something immoral, it would haunt me.

Even killing Strigoi, who were technically already gone, their souls separate from their body's and their dark remains walking the Earth and killing, even evil Strigoi, haunted me because I killed them.

Taking a life isn't something easy to come to terms with.

Now –I was feeling something wrong.

Maybe the right thing was to try to get re-assigned and get away from Rose.

But I thought that I could hold my control. Yesterday though… things sort of heated up. I'd twireled a piece of her hair, advised her not to cut it and even held her hands.

I guess it was inappropriate for a mentor and his pupil to act this way, but it wasn't like I was an old man.

I was only seven years older than Rose.

That wouldn't be a lot in seven years but right now, it was huge.

Not to mention the fact that I need to be focused on the Princess.

I'd never been in love.

No I wasn't in love.

I don't know what it was with Rose.

I just can't explain it to myself I just know that, I want her.

And when I see her, it's like the whole world stops spinning and there she is, loose-bullet and all. Ready to act and usually not think.

She was learning though, I had to teach her or else who knows, she could get killed one day,

She needed to learn how to protect herself.

I spent the rest of the day in my room seeing that it was my day off. I wrote letters to my family back in Siberia and read one of my Western novels.

They were my escape.

Even if Rose made fun of me for it.

If I lived then though, I could grab Rose and carry her off into the sunset on a horse.

But…

I don't.

And I need to accept that, there will never be anything between us aside from our professional relationship.