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~Faye

My arms are crossed over my stomach, as I think.

Recently, some of my most pressing problems have seemed non existent when I'm in the company of T. Perhaps it is because he has his own, which seem almost impossible to deal with. Two of the most powerful immortals are trapped in his head, and he acts as if it isn't a problem.

Now that I am apparently Temperance, a Virtue in the eyes of the Moon, I'm curious to discovering my own power. However, that doesn't seem likely while I'm attempting to track down who has been messing with my head.

As much as I don't trust Cal, and would rather see him dead then near me, it would be nice to have his skills right now.

All of a sudden, the curtain quivers, and I hear the sound of my window creaking open.

I sit up in bed, each muscle tense as I ready myself to jump out to defend myself against whoever is clambering through my window. A dark figure steps in; I catch a glance at their feet first before they pull the curtain back. Relief instantly blows out with all the air I had been holding in my lungs.

"T?"

He closes the window firmly behind him, turning around to smile at me meekly. I can barely see him. He's simply a moving shadow, existing beneath the light of the moon.

"I'm back," he whispers, as if he was afraid of stirring awake someone else in this estate. I stifle a yawn, massaging the muscles I had tensed so viciously on my arm. "Sorry, were you sleeping?"

"Not quite. I was just thinking," I tell him, sighing through my nose. "You could have come through the front door, right?"

"Nowhere near is that as romantic," he replies.

I hear his footsteps rather than see him. Then I feel the bed sink as he sits beside me, followed by his hand on my leg, which is concealed by my covers. Despite not touching my skin, just feeling the weight of him in the slightest manner is an immense relief. One I want to relish in for a little longer.

"What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn't be back until morning," I note. I'm not complaining, simply inquiring.

I can see the outline of a shrug. "I thought so too, but it seems the issue has been dealt with earlier than I expected."

"Everything okay?"

"Everything is wonderful," he breathes. I can feel the bed move as he removes excess clothing. I wish I could see - and admire - him. I'm not sure if it's been his previous line of work, or the fact that he is immortal, but he has a marvellous body. It was something I tried to ignore at the beginning. "How are you feeling?"

I wait until he has joined me in bed before I speak next. "Fine I suppose. I've just been thinking."

"About?"

"Life. How hard it is."

T sighs, but softly. He seems as troubled as I am about everything that has been going on, but has been such a support system, he has never admitted his true thoughts to me. In some instances, I"m happy about that. It's a relief. Almost as if someone has hopes that this will work out. I won't give up until I can truly relax.

"Tell me, what is worrying you the most? If it is me, I am dealing with what is going on in my head. I have been for awhile-"

"No, it's not that. I mean, that is a problem, but it's your business to deal with," I tell him. I feel his arm wrap around me, pulling him close. I nestle my head into his shoulder, breathing in his scent, letting my hand fall limp onto his stomach, feeling the grooves of his muscles.

He gently brushes my hair off my face. "Then what is it?"

"For a start, Cal," I admit, thinking back to the disgusting creature that murdered my mother for his own gain. As terrible of a person as she was, I see him as just as bad. Perhaps even worse. "I mean, he's disappeared? How am I meant to track him down. He's a menace to my Pack."

"I wouldn't worry about him, Faye."

My eyes narrow suspiciously. "What did you do?"

"Nothing, nothing," he defends. He does so a little too quickly, but I brush it off for the sake of it. "I'm just insinuating that you have more important things on your plate."

That, I agree with. "Like the freak that has a hold on my mind? Are you sure it has nothing to do with Thought?"

"There is no possibility of that," T tells me, killing that theory fairly quickly. That, I'm glad about, because facing a powerful immortal would never be easy. "He's trapped in my mind. He can only use his powers when I authorise it."

I lean over on my side, flinging my arm over him for comfort. "I don't know what to do."

"We will figure it out, I promise," T murmurs in my ear, fingers brushing through my hair. It lulls my eyes closed. "For now, it's late. You should get some sleep. I can join you."

I nestle closer, letting his warmth consume me. Right now, I'm fully aware that I should be sleeping, but I don't want to. It will mean time that I could be spending with T will be stolen by sleep. And I'm not even tired, which is the biggest surprise.

"I love you," I suddenly hear him say.

I sit up slightly, looking down at the face I can barely see in this darkness. "You mean that?"

"With all my heart."

All my being suddenly fills with an unexplainable warmth. After everything that has happened with my mother, hearing him say those words will always be so special to me, and will always make me feel so wanted.

Hardly thinking, my lips are on his again. This always seems to happen when I can hardly control my overwhelming emotions.

He immediately responds, but this time, something is different.

His touch is firm, as he grabs my waist, pulling me easily on top of him. My legs straddle his hips, while I hold onto his face, as if he would pull away from me.

Something has come over both of us. Me especially. He doesn't have to prompt me at all, and suddenly, I'm pausing out kiss to remove my shirt. He can't see me, so his hands take charge, sliding gently over my skin. My stomach, my waist and my breasts.

I steal a kiss again, craving the taste and feel of him. My hands are also curious, feeling his bare skin. Every rivet and indent in his muscle is something to marvel over.

Much to my dismay, then instant curiosity, he pulls away from my lips, giving my jawline and neck more attention.

Just as I feel his hands slide down the waistband of my pants, something changes.

The moment my mind was taken by the grasp of someone else, I knew. Because all control of my limbs was stolen from me. My voice vanished, and I was suddenly still. Out of the times someone could take control of me, they chose now. When I'm almost completely naked and in the middle of a very intimate moment with my mate.

My arm suddenly reaches out. T is unbeknownst to what is going on, still touching me, kissing me. I sit up, reaching for his neck. Oh no.

"Ah, I didn't know you were into something like this," he gasps, surprised, as I grasp for his neck. He flinches away slightly, unsure of my intentions. My voice has vanished, so I can't warn him that this is not my doing.

Before he can have any idea of what I'm doing, I rear my arm back and punch him straight in the eye.

"Woah, Faye," he snaps, climbing out of bed away from me. "What was that for?"

I immediately feel terrible. That surely hurt him, immortal or not. However, I cannot profusely apologize, claiming it wasn't my intention, when my voice has been lost on me. All the can see is an impassive Faye, violently striking at him without saying a word to defend herself.

I'm suddenly out of me again, clambering towards T, clearly ready to strike again. He catches on, however, doesn't back away, coming at me instead.

I come at him again, ready for another punch to be thrown. He grabs my wrist before I can do so, pushing me backward until I'm sitting back on the bed. T uses enough strength to hold me down, but is gentle, understanding I am not doing this because I have control my actions.

"Okay, I'm going to assume you're under control again," he murmurs.

All of a sudden, I feel my body fight against T but not to hit him, but to leave this room completely. They are wanting to take me somewhere. And at that exact thought, my throat warms. I have my voice back.

"Let me go T," I say frantically. "They are taking me somewhere. This might be our one chance to find out who this is. Grab my clothes, and let's go."

"I'm not going to leave you," T breathes, finally letting me go, knowing we have no other choice. No matter how grim he looks. "We are going to find this person, and I'm going to kill them."

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