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          davina could now see better that love itself was a sacrifice on its own.  the whole thing required its seekers to strip off their restraints and stand raw and naked before it.  so that they could prove themselves worthy of it, that they would carry it on their shoulders and in their hearts  --  and not be crushed under the weight of it.  it was nothing like those romanticized ideas of it in which it came slow and easy and settled through her hair like a summer breeze.  it was a snowstorm that burned her cheeks with its ice cold shards, coming without a warning, hitting her when she least expected.  but it was all welcomed.  perhaps she should have ran away, away into the woods when her heart leaped from within the girl and into the hands of the man  --  but the woods were him, too, right?  the reason why she had not given into the chains on her wrists holding her down for the first time in her life was that she knew there was no escape from this.  she could turn her head when he leaned in to kiss her for the very first time, but her heart would never look away from him.  she could walk away but her soul would remain next to the other.  she could claim she would be on her own but she was his.  no matter how much she could try and not to give in, the reality would always sink in her heart as a reminder of what she had lost in a moment of fear.  taking that one leap of faith would probably always be what she was most proud of because she proved herself.  she peeled off that heavy dress of doubt in herself and stood bare under his gaze when he gave her a choice.  a choice to throw it all away at the cost of being each other’s forever what if.  but she chose him over any lingering worry and that would be the first of many to come.  she would always choose him.  over anything, over anyone.  and she would do her best to let him know that he was someone’s, davina’s, person.  he was not spendable, he was not to given up on, he was not to be sacrificed.  he deserved the world and after burying her worries of not being enough into the soil of the very spot they were standing on and hoping they would not sprout into more insecurities, all she could do was to do anything in her power to give him nothing less than that.  even when he was determined to play her like that, pulling at her strings and preying playfully on that bloom of jealousy within her.  it was a silly thing to let him succeed in that as well but the witch couldn’t help it.  her skin itched at the thought of just how many women had been closer to him than she ever was, how they felt every inch of his skin that she was yet to discover.  but how could the jealousy not boil in her veins at the mention of this despite knowing the playful nature to that?  pulse picking up in speed and falling agape a few times wordlessly, she then looked out the window as she spoke.     “  you looking to settle on just one?  ”     the question slipping past her lips in the same tone as his, she then turned her head to look at the man.     “  maybe you should meet me in the halfway.  ”     a raised eyebrow, then the nod of her head at the mention of burgers were all she gave him as he got them out of the parking lot and set on the way.  at his questions, though, she laid her head against the seat and gazed at him, lips pulling into a grin.     “  very dangerous.  especially for boys who love picking on the witch.  ”     a breathy chuckle, she then lifted her shoulders.     “  haven’t got my ass bit by an unleashed demon or an eternal curse yet.  it’s mostly just lifting binds off objects, placing new ones on some...  at a cost, of course.  a girl’s gotta look after herself after all.  ”     lifting her shoulders, she tilted her head to the side with the grin still present.     “  like i said, though, if you need a little magic you got me.  it’s free for you, i promise.  ”     a chuckle, she then directed her gaze to the road.

          this was not a battle of power.  not a competition of sacrifice either.  they both had the need to protect fiercely within them, written on their bones and every single fragment that made them what they were.  each for their own reasons and own ways, but the outcome was the same; no matter what the other demands, not even if they explicitly ask that they put themselves before the other, it wouldn’t change.  their mouths would fall agape to utter that they would put their own skins first yet whenever the time came, they would still be stepping into the line without a single thought.  without the tiniest of doubt.  davina knew very well that they could talk about it till the darkness broke apart and sun rose to shine a light on all their worries, sweeping lingering fears under the rug for the next nightfall.  yet not much would change.  in the end of the day, they would do whatever they had to in order to protect the other and worry about themselves later if at all.  another thing was that she knew that ache in his chest so well.  she knew the desperate need to keep what you love safe at all costs right in her heart.  that’s why there was no fighting over this, no claims that either of them were in the wrong.  there was nothing more natural than tyler’s promise to not let that wolf come near her again.  and despite all her worries that he might get hurt at it, she appreciated that.  her heart thundered in her chest as she looked at him, seeing just how much he cared.  they were a rare occurrence, stars aligning once in a life time, the whole universe coming together for their union.  and there he was, sat right in the center of her life, whole heart belonging to him  &  him only.     “  neither do i.  i can feel something brewing.  i know it.  i don’t want to be roped into anything either.  i just want to be normal once and...  happy.  ”     lifting her shoulders as genuine words came easy to her in his presence, she looked down for a moment, shaking her head.     “  we’ll be careful and we’ll be safe.  together.  ”     she finally decided on the only way that they would both be content with.  that was a promise she could make.  when she leaned in to kiss him, it was not to stop him from giving her any protest but to bask in the touch of one another.  to remind the both of them that they still had this; very much alive, and warm, and each other’s.  she needed it just as much, what they had was -- and had always been right from the start  --  much beyond physical constraints, yet she always craved for his touch as well.  she knew why they had always stopped at some limit, though, and that was why she pulled away as soon as she felt his lips off hers.  his hands setting her skin on fire and milky thighs parting more comfortably as she shifted a bit in his lap, she gazed into his eyes.  she could see the uncertainity, she knew the reason behind it.  hell, despite that bold step, she probably looked flushed as well, yet her fingers ran through his dark hair as she leaned in until their noses touched.     “  i know.  i’m never uncomfortable with you.  ”     she admitted, hands moving on top of his to slide it along her skin, placing it over her chest -- right where her heart drummed.     “  it’s real.  ”     she whispered, hands then moving to cup his cheeks once more.     “  and it’s yours.  ”     a pause.     “  i’m yours.  ”

          how could someone miss something that they never had?  at times, this felt like a wild concept.  could you crave for a fruit you have never tasted before?  could you feel homesick for a place you have never been to?  she didn’t suppose so.  yet the empty space was ever so present.  davina never knew her father, very little was spoken about him and those words were spat out as a venom.  of course she had wondered how her life would have been if her father stayed.  a lot of times, in fact.  but that question never had any answer.  not until she met marcel.  there had always been a paternal approach from the other towards her and davina valued what they had more than a lot of things.  the respect, loyalty and care she had for marcel had become so strong in time that she knew they would swallow anyone who tried to come in between whole.     “  nah.  barely a scratch.  ”     she said, lips pulling into a wider grin as she looked at the man before letting out a sigh.     “  it all happened too quickly.  and it’s not been long since i woke up.  i didn’t have a chance to call you to whine about it all before you showed up.  ”     still playful about the whole thing as if she didn’t look like a ghost under the sheets, her fingers wrapped around the bag to reveal its contents.     “  you had me at greasy.  have i ever told you i love you?  cause i do.  now i can be scolded in peace.  ”

          “  fifteen slays what  --  what?  ”     eyebrows furrowed and eyes squinted, davina tried to make sense of what he had just said, though it seemed like the more they talked the more they were pulling each other into further confusion.  so the witch simply decided to let that go, not having the time to ponder on the name he chose for himself.  yet she couldn’t help the roll of her eyes at the way he talked about himself, a sigh slipping past her lips.     “  aren’t you so down to earth...  humble as always, i see.  ”     she commented, which made her want to make him apologize for that encounter in the woods more.  not that it’d matter or she cared for it, only for the sake of it she would push him into a corner about that.  he was straying off the path, seemingly interested in her abilities rather than what this conversation was supposed to be about according to her.  arms crossing over the book pressed against her chest, davina raised a brow at him and pursed her lips.     “  i think i could arrange a trip to the other side if you really wish.  ”     she said, though of course it was all talk and she had not intention to harm the other.  yet.     “  but i believe we could settle for what you were meaning to say by approaching me.  ”

          she had never realized just how much she was deprived of until she was on her own.  she never knew the importance of good  &  strong friendships until kira and jo.  knowing that there was someone to rely on, someone who would not judge your downs, someone making you a part of their life just because they enjoy spending time with you, that they genuinely love you.  davina appreciated the other girl, even more lately, as everything felt harder day by day.  to find something genuine was becoming a whole mission and the witch intended to hold onto the ones she already had;  she would stay out of anything else if she could help it.  but there was the undeniable pull, she just knew that whether she likes it or not some people were determined to rope her into things she had no intentions to be a part of and they just might succeed.  among all that unstability, this was stable.  the shoulder she laid her head on, the warmth of her friend, their conversation on such mundane things...  this was simply nice.     “  so...  what you mean to say is...  we do have to get to the class still...  ”     she groaned, actually meaning to skip it and just go back to bed as soon as the headache soothed a little bit.     “  and to think that they’ll probably just assume we stayed up partying and drinking and all that when we were singing in our pajamas.  ”     davina couldn’t help the snort which turned into a full chuckle as she sat up a bit straight, looking at kira now.     “  did you think i’d miss it?  rude!  ”

          it was ironic how the both of them felt immense guilt simultaneously.  how they worried over one another instead of their own pain and well-being.  this kind of loyalty, caring and love was meant for fairytales, legends that would be passed down upon generations to come.  the kind of love story that would set an ache within the ones who heard about it, leaving them with a need for something reminiscent to it at the very least.  after all, as sad as the story goes, there was nothing more tale-worthy than loving someone more than your own skin.  especially at such tender age, too; and that was what made their story tainted with tears and dirt and blood.  but they both knew it, didn’t they?  their blood did not necessarily mean a curse upon the both of them, they would still dance under the moonlight.  they would still fall into a mess of limbs in a holy union that even the nature sang for.  they would still walk hand in hand into their own forever.  but they would do it barefoot, on pieces of glass and branches and soil, they would be naked and exposed to the demons lurking in the shadows, they would fall countless times.  but even in that, they would be together, and this was the proof of it if ever needed.  one simply refusing to leave the other’s side until they were both hurt, both riddled with guilt, both pained.  this was hard, but this was theirs.  davina embraced it with open arms, yet it didn’t mean it’d hurt less to know that she had failed him.  she watched him bleed for her.  because of her.  yet he was still here.  holding her like he had once promised when he held her in his arms that night.  and despite her protests, davina was clinging onto that for dear life.     “  i’m sorry.  ”     the utterance leaving her lips one more time, davina forced herself to stay away not for her sake but for his, but she was so tired.  the temptation to just give into the sweet arms of sleep was overwhelming and if it wasn’t for the labored way the opened the truck’s door to place her into the seat, she would already have done it.  his touch was welcomed, keeping her somewhat still rooted in this reality, yet the moment she felt that hand slip was the moment she broke down despite the last bit of energy fading away with each sob.     “  it’s my fault.  don’t -- don’t leave me.  please.  ”     she whispered, hand trying to reach his, but it fails in its track once again, which emitted another pained sob despite her eyes being almost closed now.     “  i’m sorry.  i’m sorry...  i lo...  ”     consciousness slipping from her being, davina’s head tilted on its own as her breath settled and wet eyelashes remained draped over her pale cheeks.  the last thing she remembered was hoping he’d stay and the ache in her heart.

          you could have been killed.  it felt like that very phrase had become the everyday life of the witch lately.  she felt as if there were predators stalking at every corner, waiting for just the right moment to lunge.  a moment of naivety and she could be history  -  she knew it damn well, yet she’d be damned if she let it stop her from living her life.  she was not one to cower into the shadows in fear.  bravery did not come bare of foolishness and that was perhaps the very thing that could bring her to her doom, yet that was not something she could rub herself clean of.  everyone, including herself, would have to accept it; she would always stare death in the eye if she had to instead of running away from it if it meant standing her ground.  she had lived almost all her life in isolation, without having much to herself, so she would never give up anything without a fight.  be it her special place in the woods, or the control of her powers, or her loved ones.  she would not give tyler up just because of an encounter gone wrong with another wolf.  she would do anything in her power to keep him from getting dirt on his hands for her that he would regret later.  now that he knew already, the best thing she could do was to do anything she could in order to keep him calm.  a soft sigh slipping past her lips as she looked at the man, davina lifted her shoulders slightly.     “  that was my safe place, tyler.  you couldn’t have known.  even i would have never expected that...  ”     words fading into a mumble, her thumbs were stroking along his warm skin as she spoke, a faint smile formed on her lips.     “  i love that you want to keep me safe.  you have no idea what it means to me.  but you have to understand this, i need you safe just as much.  ”     and she hoped he did.  if he knew that whatever she did she’d do for him, then she could stand up to anything without a worry.  settling comfortably in his lap, she wrapped her arms around his figure and nuzzled against his neck, his smell feeling like home.  she remained there for a while, just breathing in his scent and basking in his presence until he spoke again, which made her tilt her head up to look at him.  then, she shuffled with a sudden decision, one leg moving over his lap to sit on his thighs so that she was now facing him properly, palms on his jaw.     “  promise me you’re gonna be okay.  ”     she said, leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek.      “  promise me that you’ll always hold me like this.  ”     another kiss, now closer to his lips.     “  promise me this.  this is all i need.  ”     leaning closer one more time, now her lips were on top of his lips, claiming them in a calm and hopefully soothing kiss.

          it was funny how the three girls who were all so clueless when it came to things like this got together as a friend group, not even one of them qualified to give advice on the matter to the others.  maybe it was their similarities that brought them together, though, davina wouldn’t know.  she loved jo and kira so much and of course would want the best of them so in this case, she wouldn’t have talked so openly about what had been happening with tyler if she knew about jo loving dean  --  she didn’t even know him.  later on she would probably feel bad about gushing over her boyfriend when jo was in a situation like that but right now she had no idea.  and was there anything more normal than two young girls talking about crushes, boys, and dating like this?  in all honesty, davina felt like she was no normal girl until she became friends with jo, kira, matt and tyler, though the latter one was a whole lot more than a friend now.  which, made her feel like she was finally living.  at last, life felt like it was worth living, and despite her sacrificial nature she did want to make the best of it.  when jo started to talk about boys and how they were trying to impress her, she let out a groan and shook her head.     “  really?  oh god.  ”     though, as the blonde kept talking davina’s lips fell open, hand coming to land on jo’s shoulder in a playful push.     “  jo!  i can’t believe you actually said that!  ”     pressing her face into her palms for a second, she couldn’t help the blush spreading on her cheeks.     “  for your information  -  no!  i don’t think that’s what makes it, like, official.  ”     a pause, then came the squint of her eyes.     “  right?  i mean, we never got far but...  ”     but there were other reasons in play, too, like his lack of control.  with a sigh, she smiled at jo a bit, raising her eyebrows.     “  you think so?  i mean, it’d suck if he didn’t.  cause i’m whipped, jo, got it really bad and i feel like i’m tripping over my own feet with all this.  ”

          something was brewing.  whether it was something holy or cursed  --  they wouldn’t know.  but the thing was, davina would take either.  everyone would rather take a path filled with dandelions and chirping birds and the gentle swaying of branches.  anyone would want to have it easy and happy  --  & that’s really nobody’s fault.  that was the human nature after all, drawn to pretty things and sources of easy happiness.  yet davina didn’t mind walking on thorns until her feet bled, burning alive at the stakes, ripping open her heart just to keep him safe in there as long as it was in the name of something worthy.  in the name of love.  it was a doomed thing to want someone to be one’s forever from the very first moment that they looked into each other’s eyes for real.  perhaps no one should be so willing to give their all to another soul right from the start.  maybe the vultures flying overhead were the stalkers of their respective blood, preying for the moment of their union.  this could very well be much more than a young girl and boy falling madly in love, could have been written onto every brick of the road ahead that they would take on hand in hand.  had the ancestors always been whispering about the boy in the shape of the beast into her ear?  had her powers really became the strongest during full moons, crystals cleansing under its light and the nature bending easily at her will then?  had she been kept away from the rest of the world for him  &  him only for her whole life?  it seemed there were no answers to these yet, though she did feel it in her heart.  she knew what the heart wants now.  and as much as she tried to paint it lightly with easy, flirtatious banter, their gaze held something heavier.  something bigger than them.     “  yeah?  your party-goers would beg to differ.  ”     of course she knew about them.  her skin itched and stomach turned whenever she heard a pretty girl talk about his parties and how amazing they were.  yet, she tried to cover that jealous bit with more banter.     “  guess i’m caught red handed.  can’t blame a girl, though, the witchy business has been slow lately.  ”     a complete lie, though it was clear that she said that just for the sake of it when her lips formed into a grin.  which, soon vanished as he leaned in to hover over the tender skin of her neck, giving her goosebumps as she felt his warm breath.  throat bulging with a hard swallow, she could only take so much when he did kiss her neck, winning a soft whimper on the verge of a moan from her lips.     “  tyler...  ”     his name left her mouth in a hushed tone, shaky and breathy, followed by a soft groan the moment he pulled away to leave her lips parted and cheeks hotter in hue.  it was only a kiss on the neck, yet she needed a whole moment to function properly.  and even then, she was flushed.     “  food sounds good.  ”     she said before pausing for a moment, then reached to brush her fingers over his to tug a little to get going.     “  we really should start somewhere.  ”     lips forming into a grin, she then added.     “  maybe we should call it a diner date.  ”

          pale limbs looking almost translucent under the dim white light of the hospital room she had been admitted to, davina laid motionless in the bed, still pretty tired.  yet, davina’s lips formed into an affectionate smile at the sight of marcel entering the room, starting to move a bit so she could sit up a bit more properly.     “  hey,  ”     the witch mumbled, waiting for him to settle into the chair next to her bed which had been previously occupied by jo, kira and tyler and despite the situation, it felt nice to see that she had quite a handful of people who genuinely cared for her.  seeing the look on his face, davina let out a sigh and looked down for a moment before she raised her gaze to meet his once more.     “  i’m okay.  really.  i just slipped a little bit.  ”     of course people at the hospital thought she had little to no sleep for days with minimum food and that this was what caused her to pass out like that.  noticing the bag in his hand, she raised an eyebrow at it, a playful grin making way onto her features in order to lighten the mood.     “  i hope you got food in there.  food here sucks, i’m starving.  ”

          all of this had been a foreign concept for the witch in all of her nineteen years of life.  forced isolation could only make an introvert out of a girl, then a rebel.  though her rebel phase had never come, as the mother was out of the picture before that, and she was suddenly left with a minimal experience in almost everything other than magic.  despite the isolation, when davina loved, she loved fiercely and seeing how much her heart opened wide and bled for friends should be more than enough to guess what her lover would get.  there could only be two outcomes, too, with a girl who was never loved enough; she either would lose the ability to love at all, her heart turning into stone and skin to ice; or she would love so much, too much even, to the extent of losing herself in the process.  davina was undoubtedly the latter, her love was not gained so easily yet once someone did, it was hard to not guarentee a forever within that heart of hers.  and maybe friends had it easier with that but she had never had a lover before.  she never knew how to, despite having people flirt with her or at least try that, but with tyler it all came naturally.  as if it was always meant to be this way, as if it was written in the stars.  and just maybe it really was, davina thought.  maybe somewhere holier than them, when their fates were being written into their skins long before their birth, they had the same ink embedded into their skins.  maybe that red string was real and it had always been wrapped around their fingers and they never knew until the right moment.  maybe she was made for him and all they needed was a little push to fall endlessly into the depths of each other’s souls.  a moment of courage and perhaps they had a forever now.  oh, how she hoped they did.  because it felt right.  it felt right from the very first moment that she felt his hand on her skin, only an innocent brush of fingers that left flames in their path.  it felt right from the moment she promised that she would hold him until it passed down there during his first moon.  he felt right and as scary as love was, she could not imagine a better someone to fall for.  because she had a feeling that she would fall right into his arms safely, just like how she did when he tugged at her waist, just like how her arms wrapped around his neck like all of that was scripted into their lives ages ago.     “  yeah?  and i thought i was the boring one here.  ”     she half-joked, giving a small shake of her head as she chuckled.  in all reality, she would always worry about being enough for him deep down, but there was no need to voice it unless in a form of joke right now.  leaning into his touch as she began to caress the skin on her neck, davina hummed along to his words softly, eyes closing for a moment.     “  it’s only a moment of discomfort against helping you out of your pain.  i think i’d take the first one.  ”     she would tell him if it felt something serious to her but this was nothing to busy him over.  looking at him again, her hands moved up from his shoulders to his neck, then finally to his cheeks, palms warm against the sharp structure of his features.     “  i understand that you need to do it yourself, i do, but if you ever need someone i hope i’m the one you know you can turn to no matter what.  ”     a pause, she then continued with a shake of her head.     “  you didn’t hurt me.  and you won’t.  i know that, but if things go wrong, i can protect myself.  i would never even think of burdening you with such thing.  everything’s gonna be okay.  i promise.  ”

          sacrifice was within the girl.  whether it be a possible harvest in the future or how her mother birthed her as more of a mission than a daughter or the way she was always so damn willing to put her loved ones before her, that one fact was clear.  sacrificial tendencies were running through her veins, embedded into her bones, written on her skin.  and what better cause was there to step in line than love?  maybe she was foolish to claim it before he did, maybe she didn’t know better, maybe this would be the end of her one day.  she did not care.  they all could point their fingers at her and laugh at her naivety, yet davina wouldn’t care for the opinions of those who had long forgotten what love was.  did living mean only breathing?  was it worth to lose people you cared about, the one you loved, just so you can bring air to your lungs one more time no matter how hollow your heart becomes?  if that was the case, she figured she didn’t want it.  she didn’t care for seeing another day if he was not going to be a part of it.  accelerated healing or not, the tiniest doubt of him not being able to heal in time, of him losing his breath before his skin closed up was enough to make her do something about it.  and she would never regret it, no matter at what cost.  and the cost was draining herself in the process it seemed.  the thing was, magic was never a linear thing, never consisted of simple calculations.  she had just made the soil under their feet shake with the power of the nature around her, not even feeling anything during that, yet felt herself getting closer to the brink of unconsciousness with every passing second as she helped him heal a lot faster than he normally would.  that was because she took from herself, it came from within the witch unlike using the nature to attack the beast and she had just used every drop of herself.  it would take some time until she would be ready to use magic again as she was barely awake by the end of it.  she heard him talk to her, of course she did, yet her hands were only pushed away because she had used it all.  it was only when that she felt herself being carried off that she forced herself to focus her gaze on tyler, eyes immediately filling with tears.     “  i’m sorry,  ”     she sobbed out, voice weak as she tried to reach his face but her hand didn’t even make halfway before it fell to his chest again.     “  i’m sorry.  i’m sorry...  ”     the same apologize repeated like a broken record, her voice cracked as she sobbed louder against his shoulder, cheeks shining under the moonlight with tears.     “  it’s my fault, i hurt you...  put me down... you have to -- rest.  i’m sorry...  ”     voice fading into a mumble than almost a whisper, her eyelids were draped over the blue hues.

          davina liked being in control of her magic.  everyone always told her she had so much potential, so much power within her; they could sense it but davina simply knew it.  she felt it in her veins, in the itch on her palms, the way her fingertips tingled.  although, possessing it and controlling it weren’t the same thing.  that was why the witch had been struggling so far; sometimes when she couldn’t control herself she could crack open the earth but sometimes she couldn’t focus enough to light a candle and especially with the kind of magic that she was not very familiar with, she could drain herself accidentally.  she was determined to turn her potential into actualy power to be able to protect herself and the people she loved but aside from that, she wanted to let herself enjoy magic.  it was embedded in who she was, it was an undeniable part of her and she couldn’t carry it like a burden all her life.  she would learn about the things she doesn’t know yet, she would practice and get better and in the meantime, she would make something good out of it.  so with the item in hand, she finally directed her gaze back towards the woman, lips forming into a small smile.     “  i see you’re very straight to the point.  knowing what you want and all that...  i bet your business is booming.  ”     after the light comment she made, davina finally let go of the item and placed it into the bag carefully, fingers curling around her iced coffee instead.     “  then we’ll have to see what it costs you.  of course i can’t do it here.  if you need it right now, i know a place where i can do it.  ”

          davina was usually an open book to those who she deemed closest to her.  she could try to hide her feelings when she thought that those would only harm them but she could only hide so much from her face.  she was no actor, no liar, no manipulator.  and especially to those who could read her like the back of their hands, they could easily see what was going on.  and she felt like tyler was quickly becoming one of those people too, he was picking up her habits, know when there was something bothering her...  she loved it, she really did  --  after all, having someone who knew what was going on with you without even a single word uttered was something so precious that most people would live their lives without having something like that.  but it also came with downsides too.  like right now, she wanted to keep that to herself in fear of worrying him about it but one way or another he knew.  and he looked uneasy at best, so she knew that the best she could do was to tell him the truth as not knowing the whole thing would probably only cause him to feel worse.  with a sigh, she looked at him again when he encouraged her to with his hands, settling better in his lap in this angle.     “  yeah.  it was.  i didn’t want to get you worried over nothing.  ”     she said before she pushed her hair back a little, showing the almost healed skin, then looked down at her arm where there was only the faint yellow-ish hue that a bruise left during the healing process.     “  see? i’m okay, almost good as new.  ”     hands planting on his shoulders gently, she continued.     “  so i was at my spot, trying to release some of my magic back to the nature when that man approached.  said he was experiencing similar things, that he could help and all.  then turned into a werewolf, he was clearly struggling, but attacked out of nowhere.  something must have happened, it was so...  weird.  like it saw an enemy.  ”     lifting her shoulders, davina’s hands then moved down to his chest, caressing gently to ease him.     “  i fought him off, he ran away.  i don’t think i’ll see him again.  ”     one of her hands moving up to rest on his cheek, she smiled softly.     “  i think i need you to just hold me.  ”

          davina didn’t stop walking as he fell into step next to her, figuring that was for the better.  he had already come again in the first place so her initial thought of keeping a distance was worthless now, tyler would pick up his scent again and she was not sure if she could calm him down this time.  with a sigh, she pressed her fingertips to her temple, already tired.  though, at the mention of the name, the girl couldn’t keep herself from looking at him with eyebrows raised, lips falling agape.     “  really?  christian greene?  don’t tell me you were inspired by fifty shades.  god.  ”     the roll of her eyes accompanied by the groan emitting from her throat, she stopped in her tracks for a moment when she heard him talk again, eyes squinted and head shaking in disbelief.      “  your trick?  YOUR TRICK??  ”     it took everything in her not to smack him with the book she was holding, but she knew better.     “  you almost made me a chew toy and that’s how you call it?  let me tell you, i was this close to blasting you off into another dimension.  ”     another shake of her head, she crossed her arms after his question.     “  not at the time.  ”