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gruesome histories, one they have no memory of. What little of the history has survived the annals of time, which is not much, has been watered down and is now what most humans recognize as fairy tales and folk lore, urban legends. Just like you didn’t believe in werewolves, most humans fail to discern the importance of those stories. And, until now, that has never presented a problem.”
“So what are you going to do?”
“Well, we’ve found one of the families, the family that will be the initial target of the first escaped Lore.”
I paused, watching Kellina carefully. I had her complete attention and her eyes were clear and receptive.
“And? Who is it?”
“Kellina, it’s you. You are the descendant of a girl we know as the Straus Maiden.”
CHAPTER SIX
“As in the Straus Maiden that you told me about last night?”
I nodded.
Kellina watched me for several long, tense seconds before she burst into laughter.
“You guys are sick! Do you play pranks like this on each other? Or is it just me? Is this like an initiation or something?”
“You don’t believe me.”
She snorted.
“Of course I don’t believe you. It’s ridiculous.”
“What if I could prove it to you?”
“Prove what? That you’re a fish or that I’m part of a famous family that’s being hunted by a werewolf?”
“Let’s start with the fish part,” I said, swallowing several rebuttals to her flippant “fish” remark.
Kellina looked a bit doubtful for an instant before she smiled widely again. I could see her resisting the knowledge, clinging to the idea that this was all a joke of some sort.
“Alright,” she agreed. “This should be interesting.”
“We’ll meet here after school and go down to the beach,” I said. “I’ll prove to you that this is very real and very serious.”
Shortly after that, lunch came to an end and we parted ways. For the rest of the day, I chastised myself. It didn’t take long for doubt to return, doubt about the wisdom of being 100% honest with Kellina, especially without running it by Jackson first. What time I wasn’t chewing my nails over Kellina (figuratively speaking, of course), I was aggravated over the fact that I even cared about what Jackson thought or what he believed was best.
I rationalized that he was a Sentinel—well, more like the Sentinel—and that he and I were essentially in this together. I had to give his opinion some credence. Somehow that rationale didn’t help my stinging pride, though.
I sighed. It seemed that Jackson was destined to keep my emotions in a near constant state of upheaval. I suppose I should’ve been grateful for the reprieve from pining away over him. I felt like that silly young girl with a crush again.
By the time school let out, I was ready to get to the beach and get show-and-tell over with. The four of us met and made our way across campus and Slumber to the long stretch of sugary white-sand beach that was privately owned by the town of Slumber. The beach was deserted, just as I’d assumed that it would be. Perfect for my plan.
As soon as I kicked off my shoes and socks and buried my toes in the sand, my pensive mood lifted. Just being this close to the ocean, I could feel the calm of the waters of my home easing its way into my overwrought mind and tense muscles.
“So, David Copperfield, exactly what kind of show do you plan to put on?” Jersey asked, chomping her gum sassily.
I grinned, the kind of mischief-laden gesture that drove her insane with curiosity.
“You’ll just have to wait and see like everybody else.”
She made a pouty face.
“Sometimes I hate you.”
I flicked her protruding bottom lip with my middle finger. She yelped.
“No you don’t. You secretly love me. Don’t try to deny it.”
Jersey sighed dramatically.
“Well, you do look kinda hot in a skirt.”
“Control yourself. I’m taken,” I teased.
When Aidan
“So what are you going to do?”
“Well, we’ve found one of the families, the family that will be the initial target of the first escaped Lore.”
I paused, watching Kellina carefully. I had her complete attention and her eyes were clear and receptive.
“And? Who is it?”
“Kellina, it’s you. You are the descendant of a girl we know as the Straus Maiden.”
CHAPTER SIX
“As in the Straus Maiden that you told me about last night?”
I nodded.
Kellina watched me for several long, tense seconds before she burst into laughter.
“You guys are sick! Do you play pranks like this on each other? Or is it just me? Is this like an initiation or something?”
“You don’t believe me.”
She snorted.
“Of course I don’t believe you. It’s ridiculous.”
“What if I could prove it to you?”
“Prove what? That you’re a fish or that I’m part of a famous family that’s being hunted by a werewolf?”
“Let’s start with the fish part,” I said, swallowing several rebuttals to her flippant “fish” remark.
Kellina looked a bit doubtful for an instant before she smiled widely again. I could see her resisting the knowledge, clinging to the idea that this was all a joke of some sort.
“Alright,” she agreed. “This should be interesting.”
“We’ll meet here after school and go down to the beach,” I said. “I’ll prove to you that this is very real and very serious.”
Shortly after that, lunch came to an end and we parted ways. For the rest of the day, I chastised myself. It didn’t take long for doubt to return, doubt about the wisdom of being 100% honest with Kellina, especially without running it by Jackson first. What time I wasn’t chewing my nails over Kellina (figuratively speaking, of course), I was aggravated over the fact that I even cared about what Jackson thought or what he believed was best.
I rationalized that he was a Sentinel—well, more like the Sentinel—and that he and I were essentially in this together. I had to give his opinion some credence. Somehow that rationale didn’t help my stinging pride, though.
I sighed. It seemed that Jackson was destined to keep my emotions in a near constant state of upheaval. I suppose I should’ve been grateful for the reprieve from pining away over him. I felt like that silly young girl with a crush again.
By the time school let out, I was ready to get to the beach and get show-and-tell over with. The four of us met and made our way across campus and Slumber to the long stretch of sugary white-sand beach that was privately owned by the town of Slumber. The beach was deserted, just as I’d assumed that it would be. Perfect for my plan.
As soon as I kicked off my shoes and socks and buried my toes in the sand, my pensive mood lifted. Just being this close to the ocean, I could feel the calm of the waters of my home easing its way into my overwrought mind and tense muscles.
“So, David Copperfield, exactly what kind of show do you plan to put on?” Jersey asked, chomping her gum sassily.
I grinned, the kind of mischief-laden gesture that drove her insane with curiosity.
“You’ll just have to wait and see like everybody else.”
She made a pouty face.
“Sometimes I hate you.”
I flicked her protruding bottom lip with my middle finger. She yelped.
“No you don’t. You secretly love me. Don’t try to deny it.”
Jersey sighed dramatically.
“Well, you do look kinda hot in a skirt.”
“Control yourself. I’m taken,” I teased.
When Aidan
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