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Good and evil sometimes get lost. Under Chronicles teaser.

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I stood planted to the spot I’d landed on upon entering.  One of the two men noticed me and coughed.  Hayes looked up at me and simply stared with an unreadable expression, unchanging.   

After a breath of time passed he held one hand in the air and the two men left the table walking my direction.  For one fearful second I thought they were going to grab me under my arms and drag me away like they did in the movies, but instead stopped like soldiers, saluted me, and circumvented the door.   

When my eyes moved back to Hayes, he’d left the end of the table and now stood right beside me, his gaze intent.  “Is there something you need?” 

I had a sudden panicked feeling to turn and run like a screaming girl who felt the term “manning up” once meant gaining muscles.  Here, now, it meant lying and hiding the way sweaty palms give away nervousness.  Instead, I told the truth.  The devil in me was hiding in the dummy waiter to go back up to earth.  “No, I just didn’t want to be alone.”   I let him watch me and took the time to scan the amazing selection of books that went all around the room in a circle.  This was heaven.  Oh, the irony. 

“Would you like a book?” he asked me. 

I nodded unable to find my voice, drool pooling in my mouth at the thought of this many books. 

His smile was genuine when he offered, “Anything you like.” 

I looked at his handsome face.  He was definitely good looking in a resplendent, sad way.  Any girl would fall over and stumble to be noticed by him.  A year ago, I would have sighed and broke out in hives to be asked out by so gorgeous a man.  And yet, I was engaged to him.   

I walked away towards a shelf to busy myself, rubbing my chapped lips together again dying for a little lip balm.  The books were dusty and the walls with it.   

He worked as my father’s partner for the Underworld.  How did no one know about this at school?   “So, you are like a captain or something, yes?” 

“Yes,” a plausible answer was given before he moved back to the table by the direction his voice came from.    

“And that’s like in an army, yes?” 

“Yes.” 

“And yet you are in a library?”  I turned to see his face. 

Having watched me the whole time, I quickly looked away and grabbed a book from the shelf pretending to look through it.   

“I meet with my two lead men most nights to regroup,” he paused, “and I like to read.” 

I looked at him placated by the idea that he would read for enjoyment and have to acknowledge that he wasn’t this angry boy who taunted me all the time…at the moment.  Okay, so he wasn’t all evil all the time.   “What do you read?”  I challenged him a little, curiosity getting the best of me thinking maybe he’ll talk if softened up. 

“If I tell, will you think less of me?”  He was asking?  I didn’t answer him.  He didn’t deserve it yet.  “Frost.  Tennyson.  Shakespeare.” 

Wow!  “Got to admit Under, I didn’t think you had anything in you but sexist comments and all out anguish.” 

“Kate,” he put the rolled up paper that resembled a map back down on the table, “I didn’t chose this life either.  I have spent my entire childhood being told to wait for you and prepare for you and be a husband to you and be at your beck and call, remember?” 

Yes!  “No!  I don’t recall that you were penciled into my life.  But it seems that others had those plans for us and I detect a certain amount of rebellion in your voice at the present moment my dear husband to be.  Perhaps you didn’t choose it either, but you don’t seem to be fighting it just the same.”  I inched closer meaning to demean and break his hold over being in charge.  I’m in charge of me, I reminded myself.  But something else inside of me took flight.  Something repressed and a promise I chose to ignore while being here. 

He backed up till he was against the table.  When his hands fly to the top and held on tighter than I would have thought, I stood a little taller.   

“I will not be made to do anything I don’t want to do, Under.  Let’s get that all on the table.  NO ONE will make me do anything.”  My ireful nature flared up.  I felt my body light on fire.   

“Say it.  You’re a demon, Kate.”

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When the broad shoulders and massive body of Kin emerged from the trees, my heart sped up.   Not because he was gorgeous, he was, but because I didn’t decide till right then that maybe I’d chosen wrong.  Just maybe he was the darkest villain in this pact and I was inviting danger to stay in my back pocket and live there too much.  He used his looks, his strength, his charm, his status in every way possible to get what he wanted.  And at the moment it wasn’t hard to see what or who his current target was.

“Grace!” he said slowly and as smooth as the wicked, jaded devil blue silk shirt he wore like the Kin of the past at prom and every dance held where I always refused him.  My body jumped at hearing the sound of his voice pulling me from my panic of hysteria.  Submitting to the present evil was warm and welcoming when I considered the greater evil who lurked back at the winter court.

“Kin.”  My guard was up and at the ready like someone poked a needle in my back.

“Grace,” he repeated.img_6291-4

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We stood saying goodbye to friends when the busboy pushed Ian from the back.  “Excuse me!” he told Ian rather rudely turning his deep dark eyes in my direction.  It was Christian from school.  I could’ve have sworn Christian winked at Ian.  Being the second time to hear him speak, his voice seemed dark, deeper than before.  Deeper than I first thought.  The kind that belonged to boys you didn’t get involved with because they were bad news. Christian simply said, “Incoming.”

Ian waved at the door towards hurrying us to the parking lot.  I glanced in time to see Kin coming our way with some guy being choked under his arm and ducking my head to ask about Christian at the same time, “Did that Christian guy from school say something to you?”

“No, why?” Another glance told me Kin had knocked the guy to the ground and shoved him aside. A boy from school who he taunted for the last year about doing his homework for Kin. A bully once, a bully always. The guy didn’t know how to accept “no” from anyone.

“Nothing, I just noticed he winked at you. And since you are a guy, I considered it odd.”

“He owed me a favor,” he shrugged putting one hand in his Levis and one on my back. My back cinched feeling the heat of his hand through the thin shirt and jacket all the same. A look back gave me my answer. Christian was blocking Kin off.

“Was he paying you back?” I didn’t know they really knew each other. Guess they were both bike “dudes” as Caylie would put it, but wouldn’t have thought friends.

“He is and we are not.”

My confusion didn’t add up“Not what?” And it sounded like he just answered my thoughts. The way his face perked, reacted said as much. The sound of his tone made me think. “Er…never mind.”

“Out the door now!”  Ian was distracted once more watching the front door, inside the restaurant, and outside all at one time. I wouldn’t have thought it possible, but he had it down to an art. Though never catching him doing the kind of magical mishaps I was prone to, he had a few unexplainable incidents himself. I had to remind myself that Ian was a dark and dangerous guy whether I knew him well or not. He had his secrets. But I was tired of safe. Tired of hiding. Tired of holding back. He knew my hangups and hasn’t run yet. It was time he came clean with his own. I wanted the truth. “Did you have some type of sense of knowing when trouble is coming?”

He laughed. “If it were so, I’d have predicted you.” He didn’t explain even with my prodding.