Original Witch (Dreamshifters Book 1) by Cameron Drake & Kara Sevda

Author:Cameron Drake & Kara Sevda [Drake, Cameron]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Krista

The next few weeks passed in a blur. I went about my business woodenly, feeling strangely hollow inside. It was stupid to feel that way. I barely knew Dean. At least that's what I told myself again and again.

It didn’t do a thing to ease the ache inside me.

I knew I had lost something precious. Dean had made me feel like I was something more than just a shy little girl. Without him, it felt like the other half of myself was gone.

I was being pathetic. He had moved on. I had to move on, too.

So I picked myself up and got on with it. I went to class. I went to work. I’d been waiting to go to college for what seemed like forever. I might as well make the most of it.

As usual, I excelled at my studies. I was expecting straight A’s in all my classes. All except for Freshman Lit. I barely heard a word the professor said. I almost transferred out of the class, feeling foolish at the way my heart leapt every time I saw Dean there.

Even being in the room with him was enough to soothe me somehow, even though it made me feel twisted up inside. He was pretty much my own private heaven and hell, all at once.

Meanwhile, he ignored me completely.

I hadn't caught him looking at me again. I was certain I could feel his eyes on me sometimes. I noticed that Dean had dark shadows under his eyes as well. That was interesting.

His and hers matching eye bags.

How… romantic.

Of course, I was sure he had moved on, in the real sense of the word. I often saw girls trailing behind him after class or around the quad. They were always approaching him, almost glomming onto him.

But it didn’t make me jealous. He didn’t seem to respond with anything more than polite disinterest. I had a strange feeling that he hated it.

That, like me, he wanted to be left alone.

But there was no way to know if that was true, or if it was wishful thinking. We would have to actually talk to each other to do that, and we had both decided that was a terrible idea.

My ability to dreamwalk had returned, slowly at first. I felt tentative in a way I never had before. Almost like I was a stranger in the once familiar world of night. I stuck closer to home too, exploring the campus and city nearby.

I forced myself to stay away from Dean, even when my feet led me invariably towards the athletic housing complex. I felt his pull though. I was like a walking, talking compass.

A broken compass that always pointed ‘due Dean.’

I knew he was out there, dreamwalking without me. His power seemed to have grown, even as my own diminished.

Or if not diminished, changed.

I shook my head, forcing myself to get back to work. It was mindless labor, which allowed my mind to wander. I was at the dining hall again, working yet another shift.

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