?Nana waves her finger at me. “Well? Are you going to explain yourself?”
?I still can’t believe she’s here. Her and Ms. Elaycia behind her. Are there others? Do I get to go home?
?“Mavyllora!” she snaps, and I flinch. I used to hate when she would call me that before. It’s what the sun devil would call me. Whispering into my ear with a lowly roll of his tongue right before he would sink his fangs into me.
?My name. My full name that he had used as he claimed me the day before I turned ten. He said that my tenth birthday present would be a cemented bond. And the only way to try and force a cemented bond is through sex. Especially if they’re a virgin.
?So I stopped his blood. His and his fated bitch water mage.
?“Don’t call me that.”
?Her expression flinches but then she reinforces it and glares at me. “Explain yourself. Now.”
?I shake my head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
?I’m still laying on my back staring at the ceiling. In my peripheral I notice another body, and paying attention to it, I feel other bodies standing by.
?“You were comatose,” a lazy voice drawls, “for two months.”
?My body feels fine, my head feels fine, so I jerk up and look straight at the person who spoke. A sense of déjà vu hits as Thorne stands near the foot of the bed with Darian behind him and Professor Asier beside him.
?The only difference between now and what happened after Thorne had pushed me into the sun is the demigod is here, and the devil and demon councilmen. I don’t know why they’re here but I remember faintly having seen them before. There was an altercation, I think.
?I turn to a glaring bone witch and furrow my brows. “What the fuck does he mean I’ve been comatose for two months?”
?Nana opens her mouth but Ms. Elaycia places her hand on the witches shoulder and steps in.
?“What was the last thing you remember, Mavyn?”
?She sounds worried but she’s trying to hide it. Her body is tensed and her hand not on Nana’s shoulder is fisted.
?I glance at everyone before shrugging. “I was fighting Kolasi.” Her shoulders drop a bit before I say, “Or more like facing off because we weren’t really fighting. I think he slammed me against a wall.”
?Expressions hitch and then Callahan asks on a breath, “Where were you two facing off at?”
?None of this is making sense.
?“In Professor Asier’s classroom. Where I was told to stay put.” Everyone is looking at me like I’ve got a bomb strapped to my head. “What is wrong with you all?” I turn to Nana and Ms. Elaycia. “And how did you guys find me and get here?”
?No one answers me and the first eyes I see are gold ringed red ones. There’s something about those eyes that give me the feeling I’m forgetting something important. I look over his body to see if it’ll give me a hint, but all I get is a stone statue.
?His voice brings my eyes back to his. “Why did you let everyone believe you were a vampire?”
?His words are soft but the meaning is like a punch to the gut. A tank slamming into me and I make sure those five doors I have within me are closed and locked and my aura is hidden within my blood behind the blue belladon. I double check that there shouldn’t be any way for them to assume I’m not a vampire because I feel weak, I feel powerless, I feel like nothing.
?“W–what?”
?His eyes darken with his aura building behind them. “You are not a vampire, Mavyn. Rosenbail of Maril stated that as if we should have already known, saying you were never human before, and your guardians have confirmed it.”
?I look at Nana and Ms. Elaycia who are both mixed with confusion and worry. I don’t know where Rosemary is since she’s not in the room, but it would make sense she would assume everyone else already knew I wasn’t a vampire. Unless she, Nana, and Ms. Elaycia were told the story about how I came to be at Syngenia, but I still don’t even know how they’re here.
?I start shaking my head as I rub my face. I know there are gaps in my memory but it seems like I’m missing a lot right now.
?“When did you speak with Rosemary?”
?Someone starts rubbing my leg and I look down at Callahan still next to me with supportive eyes. Within me there’s that pull again. Our souls wanting to seal the bond between us because we’re fated.
?“Mavyn,” Varian demands. I snap my head towards him. “Answer the questions.”
