Chapter 85: Source And Anger
"Why would I do that, Emma?"
"I-I-I don’t know because you’re a bad person?" That was the only plausible explanation, right? My mom taught
never to quickly judge a person, but what she did was enough for critique, you can’t just hand
a book and disappear, that was overly suspicious!
"Emma... I did not do that to you"
Why should I believe her? I just played along, because I needed so sort of answers to her doings.
"T-T-Then why did you give
the book?"
"I gave you that book be-" she ceased her words and I narrowed my eyes at her.
"You’re waking up," she said as her eyes surveyed the forest, I did too, but I didn’t feel like I was waking up but she seed to.
Her eyes were back to . "Emma Adams, I did not do that to you, you have to believe , I would never do that to a family"
What was she talking about?
"I-"
Fog covered the area, and I gasped because she mysteriously vanished and I was the only one in the foggy background.
"Hello?" I called and my voice echoed back to . I heard a branch snap behind
and I was forced to twirl, my heart began battering painfully, I couldn’t see or think in this damn thick fog, but I knew soone was here with .
And getting the answer to my question when I saw two red dots and I knew all too well those were eyes, which could only an one thing...
My soul left my body when I saw it move and I saw the worse at that very instant but I felt an arm pull
out.
~
I jolted awake, almost panicking but the arms around
kept
still and safe, my eyes were squeezed shut but I knew I was no longer in harm’s way.
"It’s okay I’m here"
On hearing Dace’s soft tone I sighed in relief and my once shaky body was depleted.
"Another nightmare?"
I nodded. "Vanessa said it would-"
"Shhh"
He wore my glasses and I opened my eyes and finally set my eyes on him, all my fear seed to vanish, he opened his mouth to say sothing but nothing ca from him.
"W-What’s wrong?"
I noticed his nose wrinkled like he was taking a whiff of sothing.
"Dace?"
He was up on the bed the next circling my room with his eyes like he was searching for sothing, okay now I was scared.
I heard him take several sniffs and his eyes were cold and I got a chill from it.
"Dace" I sat up.
His eyes were on
and I shiver, he didn’t look happy at all!
"I sll hate"
"H-Hate?"
He took a whiff again like he was trying to trace it. I had forgotten Dace had a special trait to detect anything by scent, but it seems like he was having a hard ti tracing it, was it because of my scent again? Dace did say it was very intoxicating to him, that’s why he couldn’t trace that librarian.
That lady... I shivered rembering my encounter with her but before I could think further into it, Dace moved to my nightstand and my eyes followed.
My eyes weren’t on my pissed boyfriend but on the flower on my nightstand. He raised it and faced
with nacing eyes but it wasn’t directed at
and yet it made my skin crawl, I don’t think I will ever be accustod to an angry Dace.
"Who gave you this?!" At his sharp baritone voice, my eyes darted to the roses.
"S-Sarah"
He squished the flower and I gasped about demanding why he would do such a thing because that was a kindness of soone, but I ceased my tongue when I saw sothing like dust emitting from it, purple and all shiny, was that...
"Fairy dust
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