"Shouldn't you be more polite to your father?" Hazel gasped and my eyes locked with Lilianna's father, his eyes an even more memorizing shade of purple. I could feel the link between Lilianna and me, go dead.
"I know who you are now. You're Theodore." Hazel said stunned.
"That is quite right" he said nodding. I stood beside Lilianna, confused. This man was her father, one of the most powerful vampires in the world? I could almost feel his dominance and power wavering from his person. I was caught, like a fly in a spiders web.
Then like a shot, Lilianna raced past her father, down the hall, and out the door. Hazel and I called after her but she was gone. I turned back to Theodore, wanting to apologize for Lilianna's disrespect but stopped. He was staring at me, a glint reflecting in his eye.
"Curious," he said, slightly tilting his head. He knew, I could feel that he knew. Like his eyes could pierce my soul and find all my flaws, all my darkness. I was locked to the spot. "Interesting, what's your name?"
"Garret," my voice sounded without thought "Garret Dawes." His eyebrow twitched, almost unnoticeably. He must have heard about the trial, about the monster within me. I wanted to shift my eyes to the floor but he held them, as if waiting.
"Garret Dawes," he said as if testing my name "I must speak with you soon." His gaze shifted momentarily to Hazel but came back to me. "Come alone and meet me tomorrow morning." He gave a bow and turned heading off after his daughter. When he left, I slowly closed the door my legs collapsing from beneath me. I almost couldn't breath.
"Are you ok?" Hazel asked, kneeling by my side. I shut my eyes, letting my thoughts return to the cold depths of my mind. The last sentence he said was locked into my mind, Meet me tomorrow morning. Finding my voice I replied.
"Y..yea, I'm fine Hazel." I ran a hand through my hair and opened my eyes. What would Lilianna's father, a shadow, want with me?
"Shouldn't we go after her?" Hazel asked, urgency in her voice. I shook my head.
"No...no, let her sort out her own issues. Don't forget that she is older than us, if she needs our help...she'll ask us." As I spoke, I found it hard to frame words together. My mind just felt broken apart, I just needed a place to think. Standing, I walked over to the window and opened it. Hazel followed behind me, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"What do you think he wants?" she said, her voice at a calm. I shook my head.
"I'm not sure but it must have something to do with..."
"Your bloodlust?" she finished. I took a deep breath of the air and sighed.
"Yes," I said, mixed emotions of excitement and trepidation rising in my stomach. My eyes wandered around the darkened campus, it was amazing how different my life had become in just a few weeks. Meet me Tomorrow morning...the command trailed off in my thoughts.