Chapter 241
Davyna's POV
I had just hung up from the phone call with Vincent and Caleb. It was nice to talk to them, although I almost told them I love them. Not sure if I'm ready for that yet. I mean I do love them, but this is just something I need to absolutely be sure l'm ready to say. It's nerve-wracking to think of how fast my feelings for them have developed, but I mean the mate bond is definitely contributing to that.
Black had given up on locking for I start to get ready to meet Marcella at Bloodhaven, getting back into a routine while the boys are gone. Everything has been pretty quiet so far, Sage left the day before, but called earlier today to tell me that her parents are okay with her moving here. I am so glad, it was so easy having her here when all this was going down with Caleb and Vincent. She should be here by the end of the month, once everything has been finalized and her suite is ready.
After getting into my dance gear, I pull my hair back into a high pony, quickly apply some makeup and grab my bag. I double check I have everything and I head out the door. Once at Bloodhaven, I walk inside and head upstairs to meet Marcella. As I get to the top of the stairs, I hear raised voices coming from the main practice room.
"Marcella, you're such a bitch! We have always done all the routines! Why in the hell is the human doing them with us now?" Maria says. I stop by the door, letting the rest of the conversation play out.
"She's allowed to be included Maria. Get your head out of your ass and stop being an entitled brat. It isn't becoming of you." Oh shit. I decide to walk in just as Maria approaches Marcella and slaps her across the face.
"Hey, there's no need for that, Maria. I'm sure we can work this out, respectively. You don't need to get physical." I state as I walk up to Marcella and stand beside her and drop my bag as she holds her face in shock. Maria then gets in my face, but I stand my ground.
She's so close to me that I can smell the shampoo she used on her hair. She sticks her finger out and pokes me as she says,
"YOU don't belong here, you don't belong in our routines, and you sure as hell don't belong around Caleb or Vincent."
No she fucking didn't. I feel myself stiffen up at the mere mention of my mates.
"Guess there still is petty drama, even with supernatural." I return the poking, and look her right in the eyes as I reply, "You, Maria, have control over anything that happens here. You don't control me, and you sure as hell can't tell me who I can and can't hangout with. If you're asking me, you're the one who is the bitch. Can't get over that you're just not that important and don't have anyone pining over you. Get over yourself and do something.
I see rage in her eyes as they flash red and she raises her hand to slap me too, but something in me automatically reacts and I grab her wrist mid-slap before she can reach my face.
"You don't want to do that." I say
"What the hell, there is no way you can overpower me." She goes to hit me again and I stop her for a second time.
"Now you're just asking for it" I say and I feel all my muscles coil as I smash my fist into her chest, hard. She stumbles backwards and gasps in shock.
"Get the fuck out of here, before this gets into a full brawl. Believe me, I won't hold back." Maria scoffs and goes and grabs her bag and storms
"Dayyna!" I take a look at it.
"It's fine." I reply as I go and place my bag on the side of the room.
"You're definitely something else, there's no way as a human you could have stopped her from hitting you, even if you knew it was coming."
"She just really pissed me off. Needed an attitude check. Shall we get to work?" Marcella nods and we start to brainstorm for the routines for Caleb and Vincent's bal.
"l don't think there should be any dancers around them, just out of
respect for you." Marcella says to me as we are sitting on the practice room floor. I chuckle lightly.
"Yeah, l'd appreciate that."
A few hours pass as we're working away, and then Marcella's phone
rings. I look up at her as she answers it.
"Hello? Yes.. oh god. Okay I'm on my way." She hangs up and immediately gets up.
"We need to go, Davyna."
I get up myself and follow her and we pack up our bags.
"What? What's wrong?" 1 ask as I frantically try to keep up with her.
"Okay, I didn't want to say anything until we got back, but It's Caleb and Vincent. They got injured during a fight while investigating the attack at the packlands. They're coming back to the compound by helicopter."
My heart stops.
"What? Are they okay!?" I feel myself start to panic. I try to take some deep breaths to calm down but I'm shaking. Marcella
comes up to me and puts her hands on my shoulders to steady me.
"I don't know. They didn't say, but we've gotta go."
I nod and follow her. trying to keep myself together.
Vincent's PoV
"This isn't necessary. Caleb and l are both still healing. We're not in any danger" I say as I lay on the cot in the infirmary, only having arrived back at the compound moments ago. Caleb and I were rushed in and had to consent to testing, even though physically we're both fine. The nurses and doctors in the infirmary just ignore my statements and continue working over me and Caleb. I sigh and just let them do their Work.
Our wounds are swabbed, blood is taken and we're checked over fully
before we're finally left to rest.
"Well this was interesting" I say to Caleb as I flatten this god awful gown over me. I look over at Caleb and stifle a laugh. His gown hardly fits him. You think by now they would have proper equipment for such a massive werewolf like Caleb. He catches me and rolls his eyes.
"Yeah I know. I'm one small move away from flashing my member to anyone who comes in here. I'm just going to stay still. Why don't I have a blanket?" He asks rhetorically.
A few moments of silence pass and Marcella bursts in the room. She
looks at both of us wide eyed in worry, looks us over and then bursts out laughing.
"Nice gowns there boys."
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