Lucian was sleeping with his head on Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine didn’t look all too impressed. I’d moved away from them a while before, tired of their questions. Nastasia still looked at me from time to time.
The Bus stopped and the doors opened. A girl, looking about 16, got on. Holding her hand was a man, older than her. With him by her side she seemed totally oblivious to anything else around her. He caught my gaze and led the girl quickly down the Bus aisle of the double-decker. They sat a few rows in front of me. We were passing down a road surrounded by trees on either side. Rain started to pelt against the windows, pinging off with a low noise that most wouldn’t be able to hear.
Something felt wrong, missing, as if I’d lost something. I felt uncomfortable. Then I realised what was wrong; my engagement ring wasn’t on my finger. Panic started to overwhelm me. I’d lost it, I’d lost the ring. I sat forward to look on the floor for it and felt something in my back pocket.
I held the thing in my palm. It was the ring. I let out a massive sigh and relaxed back into the chair. I slid it onto my finger. The black band contrasted with my slightly tanned skin and the white diamond threw facets of light all over the place. I really had thought I’d lost it.
There was a guy further down the Bus with his feet on the seat in front of him. He was staring at me. When he saw me looking, a playful smile appeared on his lips. I blushed and looked down. I dragged my eyes back to his. His smile changed slightly, becoming more seductive than playful. He was promising me excitement, with a hint of danger. He seemed like the guys I usually went for, not guys like Kaspar. Kaspar made me feel safe, secure and made me sort of happy. I loved him, but danger was more my sort of thing.
There was a time when I went through three or four boys a week. It wasn’t even all that long ago, a year maybe.
The guy stood up and walked down the aisle. He knelt on the seat in front of me and smiled again.
“So,” he said, “what’s your name?”
“Ravyn. With a Y,” I said, smiling back.
“So you on your own?”
Nastasia shoved onto my seat and smiled cheerfully even though I could blatantly see the anger in her eyes.
“So, Ravyn, how’s Kaspar? Your fiancé?” she asked, emphasising the final word.
“He’s fine,” I said, smiling falsely at her.
She glared but left.
“You’re engaged?” Luke asked.
“Yeah.” I leant a bit closer to him and whispered, “But I’m flexible.”
“Oh really?” he whispered back. “Well that’s good, ‘cause I sort of demand a certain flexibility.”
I bit my lip, knowing he wasn’t talking about my engagement. I could practically feel my twin’s glare boring into my back.
“So where you from?” asked Luke at normal volume.
“Not Ireland, that’s for sure. Another world, completely.”
“Not exactly. I’m a Demon,” I told him, for some reason spilling the basics of my life to a stranger I’d only just met. “What about you, where are you from?”
“England, a long time ago. I’m a vampire.”
“Well, from what I hear vampires are extremely good in bed.” I hadn’t meant to say it at all; it just came out of my mouth. I hadn’t even known I was going to speak until I heard my own voice.
He grinned. “Want to sample a bit of vampire expertise for yourself?”
“Maybe not right now.”
“Luke!” called a man from near the front. “Come ‘ere!”
Luke turned back to me. “I’m sure we’ll talk again soon.”
He looked me up and down and went back to the other guy.
I’d been waiting the Bus for a while, ever since I’d run away. I finally saw it zoom round the corner and pull to a stop in front of me. I stepped on and into a world and adventure I could never have foreseen, even with all my abilities. The only guy in my entire family to ever get the gifts.
Towards the back of the Bus, there was a girl with black hair and glittering gold eyes. She looked up at me and I instantly fell in love with her.