Deflection: the ability to deflect the active powers of others.

This update goes to my readers who live in the US and are feeling down about the election and that stupid ass cunt. Stay strong my loves ❤️

Enjoy xx

t.m.

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H.S. // 6 Man

  I bit my lip as I stared down at my phone while sitting in the car, waiting at the traffic signal. My thumb hovered over the call button near Sage's name. I regretted leaving in the morning without notifying her, I really did. Especially after I told her I would always stay with her. I couldn't imagine how she would have felt, waking up to an empty space on her bed after the incredible night we had. Once again, I felt a connection to her, and it wasn't just physical; it was more than that.

  This time I welcomed it without thinking too much, which was a grave mistake I made. It caused me to stay up all night pondering over how quickly I was falling for her. That was partially the reason why I left so abruptly. I wasn't thinking clearly, only wanting to leave immediately and seek advice from Maximus because I was panicking, a lot. When I can predict that something isn't going to go well in the future I tend to panic and turn into my 15 year old insecure self where I'd worry about my reputation and whether Colton was going to replace me with Maximus. It was that crippling anxiety that had me worried about egocentric things only.

  I sighed heavily, switching my phone off and making a mental note to call her another time, most probably after I talk to Max. After I had left in the morning, I decided to speak to Max later on in the day, and just go to the university to teach. I knew Sage would be there, but I made sure to avoid her as much as possible. I wanted to spend a day without her to see whether she really had me whipped or not. And she fucking did. I spent the entire day thinking about her, worrying about how she must've felt when she woke up this morning. It was enough confirmation that I had indeed fallen for her.

  I entered the mansion with a sour look on my face, heading straight up the stairs, ignoring all the calls and jeers from the other hunters in the living room. The bedroom door slammed shut behind me, my body immediately moving to flop down on the bed with a heavy sigh. I dug my hand into my pocket again, pulling out my phone and unlocking it above my face. Sage's contact details appeared on the screen and my thumb hovered near the call button. But I couldn't do it. I'd much rather talk to her and apologize in person than through text messaging or calling her.

  After freshening up in the bathroom, I exited it with a towel in my hand, wiping my face before I looked up, my gaze landing on a pile of drawings. I approached my desk, looking down at the drawings with a smile. They were of Sage, the ones I did yesterday night but couldn't finish. I decided to complete them in the mean time, after I had found out that Maximus was out doing something unknown to me.

  It was only until half way through midnight Maximus barged into my room with two boxes of pizza in his arms, a big grin stretching across his face. I cleared my des, tucking the drawings away before Max could ogle at them and tease me about them.

    "You seem happy," I commented, trudging over to where he was standing with the boxes laid out on my bed.

    "You make it sound like me being happy is something completely out of the ordinary," he responded, shoveling a slice of pizza into his open mouth before he plopped down on the bed.

   "It is," I shrugged, before sitting up against the headboard with a slice in my hand. "So, who'd you kill this time?"

   "I didn't kill anyone because that's just stupid, Harry. It would jeopardize your mission. It may be something you'd do if our places were reversed," Maximus scowled lightly, as I rolled my eyes.

   "Why else would you be happy?"

   "I had recently encountered a witch whom I've crossed paths with a few months ago in Atlanta. She's in love with me and desperate as fuck and I left Atlanta specifically for that reason. But now that I've met her again, I've asked her to do a few favors for me," Maximus explained briefly, as I nodded in understanding, knowing that he meant he was using her for magical favors.

    "But why would she help you? She's a witch, going against her own people? Makes no sense to me," I frowned lightly.

   "She doesn't care about her non-existent coven in Atlanta, nor is she part of the one here. She said she was willing to do anything because she loves me. Pathetic really," Maximus chuckled to himself, while I continued eating, knowing this was typical of Max: thinking love for anyone other than family is pathetic.

   "Colton will be pleased to hear I've recruited another witch," Maximus said happily as he helped himself to another slice of pizza, while I ate quietly, too wrapped up in my thoughts to respond to anything he said. "Why so quiet, little brother?"

   "You know why," I said sourly, swallowing thickly as it dawned upon him, his lips parting before he smiled in amusement.

   "Oh right, you're falling in love with the 7th Supreme-"

   "I'm not falling in love with her, falling for her!"

   "There's no fucking difference, you imbecile. Now tell me, what even does she do that has you so infatuated with her?" Maximus questioned, making me pout and frown for a second.

   "I don't know," I answered honestly, making Maximus roll his eyes.

   "Are you sure you're not just obsessed with her pussy or something-"

   "No," I answered sharply with a glare as Maximus began to chuckle. "It's not funny Max!"

   "What the fuck am I supposed to do Harry? You don't even know why you're falling for her!" Maximus exclaimed with a laugh, before he noticed my grim expression. "Now what's wrong?"

   "I don't know if I can continue to lie like this anymore," I said lowly in a sad tone.

   "Yes you can, you're not even pretending to be interested in her because you already are! Now it's just more genuine and believable! It's perfect!" Maximus said, not entirely understanding how I was feeling at the moment.

    "But when she finds out...I-I don't know how I'll kill her," I whispered vulnerably, my frantic eyes darting from side to side as I felt the panic rise inside of me. "I-I can't Max, it'll be too hard! The look in her eyes-"

   "Harry," Maximus said firmly, reaching over to grab my face and tug it towards him. "Listen to me carefully; you have to fight it. Control your damn emotions and get yourself on track. You're in too deep right now, and even if you give up on this mission she will find out about your past as a hunter sooner or later and leave you-"

   "She wouldn't-"

   "I said listen to me," he snapped harshly, making me clamp my mouth shut and listen attentively. "She won't forgive you for lying to her, even if she does feel the same way towards you." He gripped my shoulders. "Either way, it will have a shitty ending, you might as well kill her off and save your reputation."

   "Max," I started to say with a fallen expression before he sighed harshly and interrupted me.

   "You have to try Harry, please. You're gonna be in a huge mess if you give up on this mission," Maximus pleaded quietly, gazing at me with wide eyes. "You have to try harder, repress those feelings. Come home and fuck another woman every night if it'll help you forget about her, do something. Just don't fall into something you can't get yourself out of, okay?"

  I gazed at him long and hard, pressing my lips together to avoid saying the words I knew he didn't want to hear. I already have. I already have fallen into a trap I couldn't get myself out of. But for the sake of my brother and my reputation I was going to try once more to restrain my feelings, even though the bigger part of me knew it was no use doing that. I sighed quietly, feeling his hands slide down from my shoulders as I nodded slightly.

   "Okay."

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   "Update me," Colton spoke through the screen, gazing at me questioningly as I swallowed thickly before parting my lips to speak.

   "I strongly feel that I've built a firm intimate relationship with Sage and it'll only be a matter of time until she tells me about her being a witch and all that," I rambled a bit, finding that I didn't have much to say as Colton listened attentively. "I know it's already been a month and a half but there isn't much I've learnt during the time that relates to witchcraft and etc."

   "Okay, fair enough, relationships take time to build up I get that. I just hope that you aren't getting caught up thinking the relationship is real and whatnot," Colton said, his words immediately making my heart drop nevertheless I scowled tightly at his words.

   "I've said it before and I'll say it again, I will never let that happen, not after what happened with the 3rd Supreme," I growled lowly, even though the words tasted bitter on my tongue.

   "I'll take your word for it, Harry," Colton uttered solemnly, as I rolled my black titanium ring between my fingers, examining the inside of it. There were tally marks engraved into the metal, 6 to be exact.

  Maximus soon butted in, surprising Colton nevertheless reassuring him that he was only here in New Orleans to help me out. Just as he started to talk about the witch he had got his hooks on, I excused myself from the conversation and headed upstairs to my bedroom. There I sat down and finished off the drawings I did of Sage the other day, while conjuring up a long apology in my head for when I see her again. Hopefully she'll understand and forgive me.

  A knock on my bedroom door brought my out of my thoughts, an audible 'come in' leaving my lips. The door opened and closed, quiet footsteps were heard from behind me.

   "Harry."

  It was Jason. I hadn't spoken to him much about Sage now that Max was here. Even though Jason was my closest friend, I trusted Max more despite the fact I resented the guy half of the time. So, since Max was here I didn't really feel like updating Jason on much.

   "Are those of her?" Jason asked; squinting at the drawings I was working on from where he was sitting on the bed. I immediately tucked them away, turning around in my chair and relaxing into it.

   "Yeah, sort of like an 'I'm sorry' gift," I said sheepishly.

   "What did you do wrong this time?" he chuckled playfully.

   "We spent the night together and then I left in the morning without telling her. Plus, I told her something like 'I will always stay with you' when she asked me to stay," I explained briefly, making him pout his lips thoughtfully and nod.

   "She's mad at you?"

   "She probably is, but I haven't seen her today at uni. I didn't have time to go and apologize," I said, stretching my arms over my head with a yawn.

   "Harry, since when do you care about your work at uni?" Jason arched a brow at me, making me scowl.

   "Jason-"

   "You should've gone and apologized, you're just making things worse now," Jason told me, making me exhale harshly.

   "Okay okay I get it," I rolled my eyes, making him chuckle.

   "You should at least call her, or go over to her place right now and apologize, that's even better," Jason suggested, making me nod in agreement.

   "You're right," I muttered, standing to my feet and grabbing my navy coat.

  It sort of clashed with my grey t-shirt and black jeans but I couldn't give any more of a shit. Once I had tugged my brown boots on, and tied my hair up in a bun, I turned to Jason and engulfed him in a hug. His body was tense, pretty much surprised. I normally don't hug people unless it was for an important reason.

   "Thanks man, I'm sorry I've been ignoring you lately," I apologized to Jason, making him chuckle and hug me back tight.

   "No worries, Harry. I'm always here for you," he told him reassuringly, pulling back to gaze at me. "Now more than ever."

   "What's that supposed to mean?" I pulled my brows low, making Jason's smile disappear.

   "You're falling for her. It's obvious, Harry. If you can't control it and this mission goes to shit, I will be here for you and support you even if it means going against everything we've grown up learning and believing."

  I said nothing, swallowing thickly and nodding stiffly. I left the mansion and hopped into my car. Once I had arrived, I walked towards the back of her house, looking up at the giant oak tree that had branches stretching out into the balcony of her room.  I wasn't sure why I was climbing up a damn tree just to get to her room, but for some reason I just wanted to avoid running into her aunt or Atticus. I'd like to avoid other witches as much as possible.

  Climbing the tree took about three minutes, as I had to figure out how to actually get onto her balcony from the hanging I was hanging off, without falling to the ground and breaking my neck. I dusted my hands off once I successfully made it onto the balcony. I peered through the glass doors leading to her room, noticing she was lying on her stomach on her bed, typing on her laptop. She was dressed in a grey tank top and black shorts, her dark ringlets held up in a bun as she frowned at the screen, her adorable pout appearing.

  My clenched fist rose to knock on the door, rapping lightly enough to get her attention. Her head snapped towards my direction, a frown etching upon her face as soon as she noticed me waving, shooting her a sheepish smile. She got off the bed, walking towards the doors and swinging them open.

   "What're you doing here?" she asked me with a sigh, folding her arms over her chest as I swallowed thickly.

   "To apologize for leaving in the morning today. I didn't leave a note or anything and that was wrong of me after what I said to you," I started off, keeping my tone as genuine as it could be.

   "You mean when you said 'I'll always stay with you'," she said, her tone slightly bitter, indicating that she was indeed annoyed with my actions.

   "Yes," I said sheepishly, before taking a few steps forwards and grabbing her hips gently, tugging her towards me. "Listen, I really do like you and I don't want you to think otherwise just because we fucked the other night and I left you like that. I left so suddenly because Max was calling for help, so I completely forgot to leave a note."

   "Is Max okay?" she asked quietly, her eyes filling up with concern. I nodded in response.

   "He's fine."

  She nodded, biting her lip as she pondered for a second, before looking up at me and speaking again.

   "I really like you too Harry," she whispered, her voice uncharacteristically vulnerable. "And I understand why you had to leave, so it's okay, you don't have to be sorry."

   "Thank you baby," I sighed with genuine relief. One thing I found out about myself is that I didn't like it when Sage was upset with me. I pondered way too hard on the reasons why and wanted to apologize profusely for whatever it was that made her upset.

  I ducked down to kiss her, fingers cupping her chin to push her face up so that I could press my lips against her plump ones. I sighed inwardly, relishing the softness of her lips against mine, the way it perfectly enveloped my own ones. Her arms roped around my shoulder loosely, body pressing against mine as I curled my arms around her waist.

  The kiss was slow and sensual, it had those feelings for her deep inside of me stir and grow. It was always these meaningful passionate kisses that had my heart racing and body yearning for more. I wanted to be to kissed by her for something other than just lust, it felt good. I was always so used to rough and dominating kissing with the intention of leading to sex. But with Sage, it begun like that, but it then transformed into something else. Even though we do still kiss sometimes with lust and a lot of roughness to lead to sex, there was always that hint of passion behind it that wasn't entirely for sex.

  I was pulled out of my thoughts when her tongue pushed past my parted lips and collided with my own. A low groan rumbled in my chest as she pushed her tongue against mine in a slow manner, swiping and moving in sync with my tongue in a way that had my mind running wild. My hands trailed down from her waist to grip her ass, squeezing it gently through her shorts. A soft moan was emitted from her throat at the action, turning me on immediately.

  My hands moved lowering to grip her thighs, tapping on the underside of one to signal to her to jump, and she did. I caught her immediately, feeling her ankles lock behind my back as her arms wound around my shoulders for support. I held her up by her thighs, blindly carrying her back into her room as we kissed each other slowly and fervently.

  That night I took her against the soft white sheets, burying myself into her with the intention to forget all of my worries and doubts about my mission and to just focus on pleasing her. For once in my entire life I felt at peace when I was with her, and I was beginning to think that I may be in love with her already.

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➰ hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. shit's gonna happen in the next chapter and soon enough, sorry it took so long; I was trying to develop Harry and Sage's relationship before moving any further.

➰ also I have no words for what happened with the election and etc. literally spent half of the day talking about it in school and it gave me anxiety like srsly.

I'm sorry for those people who really didn't want trump to win, y'all are welcome to come to dubai and crash at my place 😅

All jokes aside, stay strong babes and work on spreading love ❤️ inshallah in 2020 Michelle Obama will run for president and will win 🙏🏽

Until we meet again...

t.m.