Both of us fearful as we made our way to the cottage, both for different reasons
The nearer we got, the more Mia seemed to hide behind me in a half crouch
She looks so threatening like that, to a stranger at least
"Fix yourself" I whisper, an unconscious action grabbing her hand to bring her forward turns to one of a bloodrush
Looping her fingers between mine as she shakes uncontrollably with what I assume is nerves
I tighten our grasps on each other; her head dropping with her hair hiding her once again as if a veil was placed upon her head
This small action of our touchs causing explosives to erupt throughout all my senses
It was as if my heart was now beating, and going to find its way out my bare chest
I now realize there was a soft wind swaying gently, like a sweet song; which I sway along with
The scent of thriving greenery flood my nose and mouth; inhaling and tasting each fiber
The soft pat of our feet moving in identical paces and strides
The way her hand slowly settled in mine; molding perfectly
But this moment of bliss was short lived
Two blurs of light shoot at us, within half a second two pale figures stopped just feet from us; cautious
"Hello, friend?" A blond male says it as more of a question rather then a greeting
He is in a full elegant black three-piece suit, his hair swept to the side nicely
Pulling out my free hand as an offering; which is accepted
A nod is received by the other, a beautiful ageless brunette lady draped in a black hooded cloak that drags along the snow
- almost footprint less - ground
The lady shots a piercing glare to my left suddenly. Her bloody eyes send another shock of nerves to hand
"Her?" The male asks once again, leaning towards the girl griping on to me intensely
Looking over, I notice Mia's head is still down, in a way more of shame rather then pervious embarrassment
Bring our hands to my unbeating heart, "With me" as if taking an oath
The lady's glare moves to me once the statement is pushed out, he partner doing the exact opposite
"Well then, let us introduce ourselves. I'm Yoon, this is my bride Cleo, she doesn't talk much or enjoy new visitors much, but don't mind her." After that he looks at the lady standing still beside with the most loving gaze one could receive
With a bright smile I begin to return the favor, "I'm Carson, and this is Mia my um-"
"You're werewolf friend" I get cut of by the most enchanting voice
Looking around I notice it can from the small lady infront of me, Cleo
Werewolf?
Yoon quickly reacts, wrapping his lean arms around her one. A deadly looking sneer radiating off Cleo
"Well now dear, let's be kind. Shall we invite our new friends in for a drink or two?" He says that with a smirk while looking our direction, an eyebrow rised
"We wou-"
"We would love to, thank you for the offer"
There she is again, my Mia