"Cat caught your tongue?"
"Cordelia", he muttered and she smiled sinisterly.
"Hello, Jayson"
Jayson didn't know how to act or behave. The bad memories he had tried so much to forget came rushing in like the waterfall. How he was tortured by her, how he cried everyday. That feeling couldn't go away. He looked up at her and smirked.
"Thought you were in Paris", he said standing up and going towards the window.
"I was . Decided to come pay a visit to my lovely boy"
"Fuck you"
"You can't. I don't fuck slaves", she said coming closer to him. He moved back his eyes moving in fear, he was thinking fast. The weather became dark, the wind was strong but he didn't care. He looked at her hand, she was holding silver wraith with a glove.
Silver.
He hit the window and she smiled. "You're still that scared and naive boy I knew years ago", she said and he shut his eyes, he couldn't die. Not now.
Then he remembered Iris. What she had always told him … the only instruction she gave him before she fled Africa to God knows where.
Run.
Run. He thought.
"No, sister Cordelia -", he said and she rolled her eyes. " - I'm a different person now". He used his back to break the window and fell.
"I can't die… why's she with silver… she …". He looked up and saw her coming towards him with the dagger made of pure silver.
"Fuck you", he landed on the ground in a fighter position. "You can't", she said again and he used water to tie her. She just laughed and broke it.
How could she..?
"What a pitiful excuse of an ability", she scoffed.
The sky was getting darker and he was getting angrier. The ground shook. "If you don't calm down boy, you'd destroy all you've built… and these innocent people die", she said and ran to him holding up the dagger. She made to hit him but he dodged and smacked her down. She stood quickly and threw the weapon, it touched his face and he fell shrieking in pain.
"That's what I intend to put you in this time around, petty fox", she said but he had not given up. He was thinking faster than ever and the ability… his ability took control of him.
He was angry.
Jayson growled angrily, his canine increasing in length and his eyes as black as the devil's soul… the devil had no soul.
The ground shook and his eyes turned ice blue… it was his ability controlling him now. Not his human self. Not his fox.
The gushing wind came and it made a very strong hurricane. It suddenly started raining and fire… .
"Powerful", she muttered trying to keep herself from not flying away.
"This power is what I want when I take your filthy life", she screamed at him and he got angrier than ever.
He looked at her and she held her throat suddenly.
"How's that possible!" She said choking. He was controlling her blood and if she didn't leave right now, he'd drain her of her blood. She muttered some words still choking and suddenly disappeared.
Jayson fell to the ground unconscious. How strong was this ability. "Iris… fuck you…", he muttered before passing out.
***
Jacob sat in the living room with Drella, he was drinking straight from the bottle and stared at the ceiling as confused as ever.
"Jacob", Drella called and he looked at her with emptiness and contempt. "Stop staring at me like that!" She cursed and he hissed going to her side. He kissed her nose and smiled a little.
"My bad. The thought of Cordelia does a lot of things to me"
"And the fact your sweetheart master doesn't care is what makes it worse", she said sighing and he caressed her back.
Jacob sighed. He couldn't get angry at Iris, that woman could break his neck even without thinking. "Cordelia left Paris"
"Wait what?!"
"Yes, I don't know where she went but it troubles me". Drella rested her head on his chest and smiled. "Then don't trouble yourself too much"
"Fuck you!" He said and she sighed. "What if she went for my master"
"What if she dies", he said looking worried. After he found out Iris had no interest in him, he wanted to leave her life and focus on building his, but he thought of her everyday, how she saved him and how indebted he was to her.
"She won't die"
"I'll call her", he said standing up. Drella bit her lower lip. They had been having sex too frequently these days and she somehow thought he liked her but when she said that out… she regretted.
The cold gaze that couldn't leave his eyes from that day till now.
"Sure. Do your thing" . He laughed all of a sudden then frowned. "Go fuck yourself", he said and she stepped on him with her heels.
He didn't scream. Just picked up the phone and called his master, Iris.
"Jacob, I've called you for days now and you didn't pick or call back", she said immediately she picked his call.
"I… I'm sorry", he said and she sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"It's Cordelia", he said and without seeing her face, he could see her disappointed face. " What did she do this time, Jacob ". She asked.
"Well… she left Paris"
"Why?" She asked feeling as confused as he is. "That's what I don't know, master", he said and she sighed loudly.
"Lucy". He said suddenly.
"What?"
"Lucy… Tell her so she could be ready. What if Cordelia…"
"She's not coming to California and I told you not to bring Lucy up again", she snapped and he flinched.
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again", he said biting his lips and rubbing his forehead in worry.
"I'll see what I can do, sweetheart. Just hang in there". She hung up before he even said another word.
Jacob moved to the sofa and sat beside Drella once more. She looked at his face.
Worry lines.
"Calm down, Jacob", she said touching him. He didn't hesitate instead kissed her lips and moved to her neck and bit it. She moaned. He slowly licked the blood and smiled going to her hand and did the same. As he bit it , it healed so he did it repeatedly till he reached her breast and he smiled and looked up.
"You love me, don't you?"
"I…I …". He kissed her breast caressing her with his left hand and using his right hand to do things under her. She moaned loudly.
"Let's take advantage of this moment… Cordelia's not in Paris, we don't need to keep one eye open", he muttered and pushed his hand into her… Fuck Iris. Fuck Cordelia… Fuck everything.
***
Iris sat in the woods where she had met Zach. They had been seeing each other recently and she had been happy.
Someone came from behind and kisses her cheeks. She hit him and threw him over.
She gasped when she saw it was Zach. "Good fighting skills", he said and she shook her head.
"I'm so sorry". She lent him a hand and he took it. "Where did you learn those moves?"
"Spent years running. You would know how to if you were in my mother fucking shoes", she said and he laughed.
"No, thank you. I'll pass". She hit him hard and he winced.
Zach hugged her and kissed her hair. "My mom would freak out when she finds out I'm seeing you". She laughed and let him kiss her nose and her lips.
"I'm worried". She finally said and he looked at her.
"About mum?"
"No, Cordelia has left Paris", she said being open to him. He frowned sitting down on a dry log of wood, she joined him.
"Why? That's strange?" He asked and she nodded.
She didn't tell him about Jacob and Drella so he wouldn't judge her. She felt uncomfortable. It was as if some werefoxes were plotting against her and were working for Cordelia. Zach hugged her. "It'll be okay, Iris. Trust me", he said and she smiled.
She wasn't going to trust him yet, but she wanted to . She sighed and stood up.
"Things are going so well that I'm getting worried". She blurted out and he nodded.
"Same and I don't like it. Something is happening, I can feel. Feels like some fox are plotting something… I feel like something evil is coming Iris". She had felt exactly the same thing.
Something so evil that these foxes plotting couldn't even stand a chance. It was beyond werefox… it felt like evil, dark and eerie… something that had to do with dark magic.
Everywhere and everything was peaceful that it brought about worry.