Supernatural Physiology
Specialty Class (Earth Magic)
This is our first class together, and when we arrive, the woman in the picture takes my breath away. Deep burgundy hair rolls down her shoulders, and it’s paired with the brightest light blue eyes I’ve ever seen. She looks like she belongs on a runway, not in a classroom.
“Come on, let me introduce you to Lilith. I know her personally,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows.
Jealousy rears its ugly head, right in my gut. “How?” I ask, hoping I didn’t come off too accusing. But the knowing look on his face says I missed my mark. Damn.
“Chill, not like that. Though, here, we don’t have a problem with the student/teacher thing like humans do. So, if that’s your kink, get your fill.” He laughs when I scrunch up my nose.
“But I know her because she’s like the guys’ mom,” he informs me, and before I can squeak with shock, because it’s like meeting a damn parent of a guy I’m interested in, I’m standing in front of the model from Heaven or Hell. Definitely Hell since it has to be a sin to look that good. I swear I’m straight, but I’m about to bend just being in her presence.
She’s dressed in a pink cashmere wrap sweater with a deep V-neck and long sleeves that flow out like a bell. Her white leather pants hug her body like a second skin, and she’s wearing black ankle boots that have tiny pink bells on them. Holy Hell.
“Hey Lilith, this is Nerezza. Nerezza, this is Lilith,” JP introduces us, and at that moment, it clicks. Lilith. As in THE Lilith?
“Holy Shit. Were you really Adam’s first wife?” I blurt out with wide eyes.Oh my God. Did that just come out? She’s going to smite me down. Can she smite? Is that a thing? Or do Angels do that? Whoa, are Angels real?
Lilith laughs, and it reminds me of home but with a darker past. Shaking my head, I look up at her eyes, and I see it there. The joy doesn’t reach her eyes. Instead, there’s a dark shadow that moves around her pupil.
‘You do realize you said all of that out loud, right?’Lynx informs me.
Of course, I would. Blushing furiously now, JP hooks me under his arm. “She’s hilarious, isn’t she?” He asks with a hint of teasing.
Lilith claps her hands together and smiles at me. “Oh yes, dear. You will be delightful, that’s for sure. To answer your questions, Adam was MY first husband and has spent the last 50 years being flayed and skinned alive. He is currently the most wanted man in Hell,” she growls out between clenched teeth, her eyes taking on a far off look. I force the lump that’s currently stuck in my throat back where it belongs as a chill runs down my spine. Blinking, Lilith focuses back on me and smiles like she didn’t just say her ex-husband has been skinned alive. “I am the original Demon, so I don’t normally do the smiting. I leave that to the Angels that are real. I tend to dole out my punishments in Hell. It’s a favorite pastime of mine.”
I can feel all the color drain from my face, and I swallow the bile that’s crawling up my throat.Well, I’ll pass on that.I try and fail to give a nervous smile, and thankfully, JP saves me by pulling me to a desk and sitting down.
‘I don’t know about you, but she’s terrifying. Like, that type A female serial killer in B movies,’Lynx says as he crawls off my neck to lay down in the middle of my table. On impulse, JP goes to pet Lynx, but he hisses at him.
‘LYNX!’I chastise.
‘What?’
“I’m sorry, JP, I don’t know what’s going on with Lynx,” I say, giving him a worried look.
“It’s okay. Lynx is probably just stressed. It happens with Familiars sometimes.” Unworried, he pulls out his book, and I follow suit.
The class fills up around us, and I don’t miss that the harpies are in this class as well. But they don’t approach me at all, and I’m grateful.
“Listen up, class. I’ll be doing things a little different from what you might be used to. You have the syllabus in front of you, but I hate wasting the first half of class going over it. Instead, we’re going to jump right in, and for the next few weeks we will be going over lineage,” Lilith says, stepping to the front of the room. Her bells tinkle while she moves, and for some reason, it endears me to her. “As most of you know, the supernatural world uses our blood to help determine how long we stay on Earth and what jobs we are granted. The Fates do play an integral part in that as well. But, what we will be doing in this class is tracing back our bloodlines and the power our magic holds. The type of ‘blood test’ we will use today is different from the normal type you might have had before. This one will calculate a deeper DNA code to the percentage of your heritage.”
I shift in my seat, not liking where this is going. I’m a human, I refuse to be anything else. Yes, I know how silly that sounds after everything, but what can I say? I’m stubborn. I look like one. I smell like one. I am one. And I have no reason to believe otherwise. Well… maybe I do a little bit after yesterday. But still, who says Fae Fire affects humans the same way it does these other races here?
“There are kits in the back that will take your blood and help analyze your markers. You are to work with your partner, and in forty-five minutes, we will reveal what you got with the rest of the class.” With that speech delivered, she smiles and turns back to her desk. I watch as she sits down and pulls out a tablet, scrolling while the class gets moving around us.
“Come on, partner, let’s see what trouble we can get into,” JP says and pulls me to the back of the room.
“Don’t even start, Emer,” JP says when she steps up next to us.
“What? I wasn’t going to do anything,” she says, batting her eyelashes and smiling all sweetly.
JP scoffs, “Yeah, okay.” He taps his head, indicating he can read her thoughts and she flinches while I grab a kit and give her a bored look. When I turn around to head back to our desk, I freeze.
‘Bitch, I don’t care if you have scales. I’ll bite through that shit and turn you into a handbag. Watch me,’Lynx hisses.
A girl with pea-green scales is at my desk about to piss off Lynx by poking him. I don’t know if she’s trying to play with him or just being a bitch, but he’s mine. She shouldn’t be fucking with my ‘Familiar’. Even I know that rule.
