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boys are hunting me down as we speak so I can’t take away their eternity. Can we get ready and go out for dinner now?” Storm stood and looked down at them, forcing a casual smile and a bored expression.
“Storm, this is serious. You are in some deep shit here.” Shane folded his arms across his chest. Both brothers looked disapproving.
“Come on guys, this is ridiculous. I am okay with you being ang- I mean, seraphs, you are not the first I have met, though I am curious about how and why you kept it from me. I have met banshees and warlocks and witches and sirens and several other supernaturals. I even met a guy who claimed to be an original demigod. But never in all my travels have I come across an Immortal. They are practically mythical. That ridiculous prophecy is just a silly story. My best guess is that my ancestors made up the Emerald Seer story to protect our line and secure our place in the hierarchy of supernaturals.” Storm folded her own arms across her chest in defiance, okay so she really did seem to be channeling her inner teen.
“If it is such a silly tale, then why did you run ten years ago?” Dan raised an eye brow, his eyes flashing silver. “Something happened. None of us knew what but you took off and that means something frightened you.”
Storm felt her shoulders go lax, her whole body succumbed in defeat, and she slumped back to the couch. Dammit. Tell them the truth or confess to fear of the prophecy. She weighed her options. Shane poked at her mind so she clamped down a wall.
“Well done, babe. But you know we know when you lie, right? Like yesterday when you had the vision and sent us for food?”
Storm looked up into his eyes; Shane was smiling broadly, a gotcha expression on his face. She knew hers read question mark. “Seraph skill. We can tell truth and lies.”
Well hell’s bells. “So wait, all those times, you mean, -“
“Yep. Every time, babe. It was pretty fun to mess with you though.” Shane’s chuckle shook his body a bit and Dan echoed his sentiment. She should have hit them again. Storm considered it.
“Come on, babe. Don’t be mad. We protected you. A lot. We didn’t betray your whereabouts to Trin. We kept tabs on you and let her know you were alright but never told her where you stayed. That should count for something.” Shane touched her arm gently. “Babe, we are on your side. Really, we are. Your own personal guardians. So you are going to have to talk to us.”
“This is a lot to take in, guys. I really want to go out for dinner and just table all of this for a bit. Can we do that? Please?” Storm batted her eyelashes playfully and watched as their faces melted into relaxed smiles again.
“Alright, we can do that. But, one of us needs to be with you at all times now. The Immortals know you exist and that there is something special about you. The one who stopped by earlier seemed curious but he didn’t wish you any harm. Still, we are aware of several others in town right now. Can you agree to be good?” Dan looked skeptical but his shoulders relaxed when she eagerly nodded her agreement.
“Now, how about we unpack the rest of my stuff? We can drive the Hummer tonight if you like.” Storm stood and pasted an overly enthusiastic smile on her face.
Shane shrugged, “A promise is a promise.” His face lit at the mention of the Hummer. Yep, she still had it; the way to every guy’s heart was food and a good ride.
As they walked out of the study, Storm thought to ask one more question, “So are you two really brothers?”
“Yes, babe. We are.” There seemed to be more to the answer than that, but she decided to let Shane off the hook - for now. Storm made a mental check of all the questions they had left unanswered, and suppressed her desire to go through her studio, and Aunt Trin’s supposed secret room. For now, she just wanted to try being normal, to see if she could just
“Storm, this is serious. You are in some deep shit here.” Shane folded his arms across his chest. Both brothers looked disapproving.
“Come on guys, this is ridiculous. I am okay with you being ang- I mean, seraphs, you are not the first I have met, though I am curious about how and why you kept it from me. I have met banshees and warlocks and witches and sirens and several other supernaturals. I even met a guy who claimed to be an original demigod. But never in all my travels have I come across an Immortal. They are practically mythical. That ridiculous prophecy is just a silly story. My best guess is that my ancestors made up the Emerald Seer story to protect our line and secure our place in the hierarchy of supernaturals.” Storm folded her own arms across her chest in defiance, okay so she really did seem to be channeling her inner teen.
“If it is such a silly tale, then why did you run ten years ago?” Dan raised an eye brow, his eyes flashing silver. “Something happened. None of us knew what but you took off and that means something frightened you.”
Storm felt her shoulders go lax, her whole body succumbed in defeat, and she slumped back to the couch. Dammit. Tell them the truth or confess to fear of the prophecy. She weighed her options. Shane poked at her mind so she clamped down a wall.
“Well done, babe. But you know we know when you lie, right? Like yesterday when you had the vision and sent us for food?”
Storm looked up into his eyes; Shane was smiling broadly, a gotcha expression on his face. She knew hers read question mark. “Seraph skill. We can tell truth and lies.”
Well hell’s bells. “So wait, all those times, you mean, -“
“Yep. Every time, babe. It was pretty fun to mess with you though.” Shane’s chuckle shook his body a bit and Dan echoed his sentiment. She should have hit them again. Storm considered it.
“Come on, babe. Don’t be mad. We protected you. A lot. We didn’t betray your whereabouts to Trin. We kept tabs on you and let her know you were alright but never told her where you stayed. That should count for something.” Shane touched her arm gently. “Babe, we are on your side. Really, we are. Your own personal guardians. So you are going to have to talk to us.”
“This is a lot to take in, guys. I really want to go out for dinner and just table all of this for a bit. Can we do that? Please?” Storm batted her eyelashes playfully and watched as their faces melted into relaxed smiles again.
“Alright, we can do that. But, one of us needs to be with you at all times now. The Immortals know you exist and that there is something special about you. The one who stopped by earlier seemed curious but he didn’t wish you any harm. Still, we are aware of several others in town right now. Can you agree to be good?” Dan looked skeptical but his shoulders relaxed when she eagerly nodded her agreement.
“Now, how about we unpack the rest of my stuff? We can drive the Hummer tonight if you like.” Storm stood and pasted an overly enthusiastic smile on her face.
Shane shrugged, “A promise is a promise.” His face lit at the mention of the Hummer. Yep, she still had it; the way to every guy’s heart was food and a good ride.
As they walked out of the study, Storm thought to ask one more question, “So are you two really brothers?”
“Yes, babe. We are.” There seemed to be more to the answer than that, but she decided to let Shane off the hook - for now. Storm made a mental check of all the questions they had left unanswered, and suppressed her desire to go through her studio, and Aunt Trin’s supposed secret room. For now, she just wanted to try being normal, to see if she could just
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