Wingless And Damned (The Damned Series) by Dawn White

Author:Dawn White [White, Dawn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nevermore Press
Published: 2013-05-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

When the flirtatious fun wears off Alexander gets all serious. “I need to bring you to where this all began. When we finish cleaning up and filling our stomachs, we need to start our training.”

Blinking at him like he has four heads as I ask, “What kind of training do you mean? I am now a fucking vampire, werewolf, hybrid or whatever you want to fucking call it! And why the hell can I hear voices in my head?”

He looks at me like I’m stupid. “That's me silly and probably a few tribal ancestors mixed in.”

Soaking in what he just said, I smile and sigh in relief. “Well now I know I’m not insane!” He must think I'm joking because he laughs at me. Feeling affronted by his being so clueless to my discomfort, I grab my towel and make my way to the double headed shower. Stepping into the shower, I lean back out the door so he can hear me. “When you’re done being a smartass, I don’t mind if you join me, but until then you can fuck off.” I slam the shower door, laughing to myself, Round one to me!

Forgetting he can hear what I think, he busts out with such a boisterous laugh it makes me stop mid-scrub. Finally, as if tuning into the voices in my head, he makes it clear to me he didn’t mean to hurt my feelings and I swear he told to not be such a whiny girl. I laugh out loud when I hear him call me a whiny girl! “You wouldn’t like me so much if I wasn’t a girl!” “Touché.” enters my mind followed by a loud laugh echoing in my head.

Trying to speak as loud as I can over the shower, I tell him, “You know this is only confirming the fact these inner dialogues of ours are going to drive me insane!” I notice he is thinking on what I have just said to him.

Stepping out of the shower, I am greeted by the same beautiful Indian woman as this morning. I look at her with a sweet smile and I can't stop the words from coming out of my mouth. “I have no clothes here. I have no idea what I’m supposed to wear.” Holy shit, I am a damn girl! I hear Alexander laughing in the bathroom. I can’t help but smile knowing why he is laughing at me again. The Indian lady introduces herself to me.

“My name is Meda, I am your lady-in-waiting, and I have already taken the liberty of getting clothes I hope you will like. I got your sizes from the clothes you wore earlier.”

I note Meda has a tick; every time she says anything, she flicks her long, thick, black hair off her shoulders. Her eyes are shaped like almonds and uniquely, they are almost the same color. Her cheek bones are so high that when she smiles her whole face lights up. It’s a wonder any of the men of this tribe ever get any work done with this beauty walking around.

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