BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 137: Visitors

Chapter 137: Visitors

"Why do you always like dark colors?" I asked as Emilia painted my nails with her full concentration, it was odd seeing her this way, but sort of interesting too. She did it so perfectly that I couldn’t help but admire her as she did. It was nice to see this girly side of her other than the gloomy person she was. It all falls down to not judging a book by its covers, her feminine side was really prominent if you looked deep.

"Because it’s a badass color" she mused.

I snorted a laugh.

"And there... those nails look better now," she said admiring her handwork and it does look good on me. "And now for the other hand", she said, dipping more paint from the nail polish on the table.

"Um, Emilia" I began as a melancholy feeling got to me.

"Hmm?"

"It’s been more than five days since..." I took a deep breath rubbing my lap. "...Dace left for his hunt"

"Uh-hmm"

"Emilia"

"I told you not to think about it too much"

I sighed. "I know but he only said he gonna be gone for JUST five days, it’s taking longer than that now"

"Maybe he needs more time" she shifts her gaze to me. "To focus on getting his head more cleared, you stirred him up at the last minute"

I blushed at her words, that can’t possibly be the reason, right?

"Look werelion’s hormones are crazy, I’m sure you know your animal study"

"I-I do"

She nods. "Werelions are sometimes close to the characteristics of a lion, it is hard to keep in check during heat" she shakes her head.

"Can’t you like use your mind link or something"

"Can’t do"

"W-Why"

"Because he’s blocking me"

"Oh" I made a sound and a nod. It must be really hard for him because of this heat, I worried and wondered if he was okay. These past few days I have spent with Emilia I got a better understanding of werelions, the more I learn about their nature the more beastly I got to see and also refinement, it struck me as both odd and fascinating. Even though Emilia was the blunt type I preferred to keep some things silent because when I ask too much she gives me that look and I had no choice but to shut my mouth.

"You haven’t been sleeping on Dace bed, why?" Emilia bluntly asked when she was done with my nails.

"Hmm?" I was dumbfounded.

"You have been sleeping on the couch, I can tell"

"N-No I’m not"

"Do you really think you can lie to my face? The same girl who I caught in a makeup stall with zero knowledge of the things there"

I gulped, pulling some strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Don’t tell me you’re letting what I said bother you"

I shrugged and she sighed.

"Look for what is worth ever since Dace met you he hasn’t been with another She-lion"

"That still doesn’t change the fact that he has fucked other girls in his bed" I murmured bluntly before I could stop myself, maybe Emilia’s blunt nature was rubbing off on me. Saying those words out loud caused a sting of pain in my chest just like that day I found those panties {which were mine} pain flushed through my body and my stomach gave that sinking feeling. The same bed I was always comfortable in and loved because it smells like him. The thought of other girls occupying it made me restless, I tried not to think about it but I can’t help but picture it.

"Maybe I’m just another girl he wants to fuck"

Emilia raised an eyebrow at my words. "Believe me Emma if that was the case, Dacey would have had his way with you at the first moment he brought you here"

The truth of her words sting me too, but it still didn’t shake that feeling off.

She was about to say something but she paused.

"What’s wrong?" I asked about getting a sudden change in her glamor. She said nothing to me as she looked to the side almost like she could sense something.

"Emilia?"

Still no answer, I noticed her eyes stirring with gold, that was something I haven’t seen in a while.

"Stay here" Those were her words as she got off the bed leaving me in total confusion as she left the room. Okay, it seems like something was wrong judging by her expression, and trust me I couldn’t sit still, my body was already itching for me to get a move on, and I abhor the fact that I couldn’t just sit still.

I was at the door before I could finish my thoughts. Fuck! the stairs were so much, as I got more to the lower floors I heard muffled voices, I peeked my ears out but I can’t hear a thing, it’s not like I had a super hearing or anything, so I had no choice but to finish it and go down completely, as I got closer and closer I heard multiple voices.

"You should not be here" I heard Emilia’s irritated voice, it has been a while since I heard her speak like that, whoever that is was really pissing her off.

"I’m here for Emma"

Wait, is that Owens’s voice? What was he doing here?

"On what grounds?!"

I heard approaching footsteps.

"You have one of our own and that’s against the law" I heard another more mature voice, who was that? "Emma Adams is a witch and she deserves to be with us, you know the laws. Where are your parents?"

"Gone, but that doesn’t mean you can come here as you like"

"Listen, Emilia, you know the law, if Emma was human I would have said nothing... We would have said nothing, but things changed, she has to come with us"

How does Owen know about the fact that I was a half-witch? I thought Vanessa promised to keep it a secret.

"Emma is much safer here, as you’re aware, a vampire is after her"

"I’m aware and there’s no need to be alarmed by that, the barriers are patched up and hence the treaty... the families cannot mix with others"

"What’s going on?" I finally said breaking their talks when I was clearly here.

I finally noticed who the matured voice belonged to, it was a mature man that looked like the older version of Owen and somewhat familiar. I remember where I saw him from now, the pictures from Owen’s home, this was his dad.

"Emma"

I drift my gaze to Owen, a smile on his lips and also a relief.

"They are here for you"

I snapped my eyes back to Emilia.

"Emma Adams" My eyes were back to Owens’ dad.

"My name is Oliver Sherman, from the head family, your clan" he began just a few words. I can already feel the authority slipping from his tone and it made me uncomfortable. "It has come to my knowledge that you’re a half-witch and as prior to the law of coexistence to keep the order we have held for centuries, you cannot stay here with the werelions"

"You have got to be fucking me," Emilia said with an eye roll.

"D-Did Vanessa tell you that?"

He didn’t answer.

"Emma"

My eyes were back to Owen.

"Listen this is the way its suppose to be, they know that, you can’t stay here you have to come with us"

My grip tightened on the wood stance supporting the stair, and I gulped. My nerves were slightly in disarray as well as my thoughts, this was the reason why Dace didn’t want Vanessa to tell them yet. Do I even have to say no?

"You can’t say no Emma," Oliver said. "You have experienced the circle and have been called by our ancestors, it is my duty as the leader of our clan to bring you back with me, I hope you can understand that"

I opened my mouth but I couldn’t form words. Emilia sighed and walked up to me and I shifted my gaze to her.

"This is what we were trying to avoid," she whispered to me.

"W-What will I do?" I asked in confusion, I have never been put in such a situation like this before.

She sighed, folding her arms. "I can’t deny the fact that everything he said is not true, you’re a half-witch now and you have to go with them, you’re PART of their clan now"

"Dace"

"I will tell him when he gets back..." she leaned toward me. "Call me if anything happens you have my number"

I nodded.

"I fucking hate it when they throw that damn law in my face" she murmured and I snickered at her words but it wasn’t heartfelt, leaving wasn’t an option for me and it sort of hurt, I felt like I was suddenly subjected to something I wasn’t part of.

"I wish I didn’t experience that Cycle," I said with a hurtful tone.

"Sometimes we don’t hold power to the things that happen to us"