Golden hues with various shades of purple and pink had lit up the sky as the sun descended upon the horizon. Slowly the sun had disappeared behind the tall canopy of trees that outlined the property. The birds chirped as the flew in formation to their destinations and the insects clicked in the background. Wildlife had created a melody, one the feline understood too well as she peacefully listened to what wisdom had to share. Time seemed to have passed as she allowed herself to be present in the moment. Such things that often came far and few between, but since she had been at the mansion there had been a calming of her mind. The nightmares still had a hold on her, causing the leopardess to wake in cold sweats which left her in sobs. The flashbacks still plagued her waking hours, leaving her confused and exhausted, but she gradually had been learning her triggers. She had not been set free from the shackled that held her, but for small moments there had been freedom.
A glass of red wine dangled from her hand as she sat crossed-legged in the comfortable chair on the veranda. She had been left to her own vices since arriving with Aislin by her side. Naomi had been grateful to her friend for being then when the feline had been determined to push her away. There had been gratitude to have been able to stay at the mansion, though she had been reluctant. The feline had been content with being in her second skin in the wild, but admittedly had grown tired of the dinky hotel that even she felt had been beneath her.
As the sun continued to descend the glass had been brought to her lips as she took a generous sip. That had been when she felt a familiar presence that had sent a shiver down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck rose as the feline froze in mid-sip. Roughly, she had swallowed as her heart beat started to quicken. The leopardess had not needed to hear his voice to have known it was Rafe. He had been last person she had wanted to see as Naomi had tried hard to avoid. She had been very aware since arriving at the mansion that the vampire had been distantly watching. If it had not been him directly, than others had been. It had mildly kept her on edge, knowing she would have to speak with him. A part of Naomi knew it had been silly to avoid someone that had been a good friend, but she knew there had been no hiding with him. That factor made the feline wanting to hide.
The glass slowly had been lowered from her lips as her arm had returned to the arm of the chair. Her nickname had been called as her brown irises had bled into its emerald hues of her animal form. All of her senses had been more heightened than usual as pupils dilated. She grimaced, not wanting to hear her nickname that had gotten her attention. The feline hadn’t wanted the reminder, but maybe she had needed that. He had not been the enemy, though a part of him had wanted to believe he had been. Naomi had remained silent as her heart continued to thud in her chest as she stared beyond yonder at the trees. Every fiber of her had been aware that Rafe had blocked the door entrance which had left woods. She had wanted to run, but knew she would probably get caught.
Naomi knew she couldn’t avoid the vampire forever, though it had sounded like a wonderful idea. After what had seemed almost like forever, she spoke. “I could run pass the trees…” It had not been the most pleasant thing to say, but had been on her mind. “I could leave Greenbrooke, continue to head farther into Canada…” That had been a possibility, though she had grown tired of traveling in such a short period. “….since you are still positioned near the door.” The feline could sense exactly where he had been stationed. “You know I don’t want to see you.” Her voice had gone softer as there had been a touch of pain laced in her words. Naomi still didn’t turn to look at him, she couldn’t get herself to.
A glass of red wine dangled from her hand as she sat crossed-legged in the comfortable chair on the veranda. She had been left to her own vices since arriving with Aislin by her side. Naomi had been grateful to her friend for being then when the feline had been determined to push her away. There had been gratitude to have been able to stay at the mansion, though she had been reluctant. The feline had been content with being in her second skin in the wild, but admittedly had grown tired of the dinky hotel that even she felt had been beneath her.
As the sun continued to descend the glass had been brought to her lips as she took a generous sip. That had been when she felt a familiar presence that had sent a shiver down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck rose as the feline froze in mid-sip. Roughly, she had swallowed as her heart beat started to quicken. The leopardess had not needed to hear his voice to have known it was Rafe. He had been last person she had wanted to see as Naomi had tried hard to avoid. She had been very aware since arriving at the mansion that the vampire had been distantly watching. If it had not been him directly, than others had been. It had mildly kept her on edge, knowing she would have to speak with him. A part of Naomi knew it had been silly to avoid someone that had been a good friend, but she knew there had been no hiding with him. That factor made the feline wanting to hide.
The glass slowly had been lowered from her lips as her arm had returned to the arm of the chair. Her nickname had been called as her brown irises had bled into its emerald hues of her animal form. All of her senses had been more heightened than usual as pupils dilated. She grimaced, not wanting to hear her nickname that had gotten her attention. The feline hadn’t wanted the reminder, but maybe she had needed that. He had not been the enemy, though a part of him had wanted to believe he had been. Naomi had remained silent as her heart continued to thud in her chest as she stared beyond yonder at the trees. Every fiber of her had been aware that Rafe had blocked the door entrance which had left woods. She had wanted to run, but knew she would probably get caught.
Naomi knew she couldn’t avoid the vampire forever, though it had sounded like a wonderful idea. After what had seemed almost like forever, she spoke. “I could run pass the trees…” It had not been the most pleasant thing to say, but had been on her mind. “I could leave Greenbrooke, continue to head farther into Canada…” That had been a possibility, though she had grown tired of traveling in such a short period. “….since you are still positioned near the door.” The feline could sense exactly where he had been stationed. “You know I don’t want to see you.” Her voice had gone softer as there had been a touch of pain laced in her words. Naomi still didn’t turn to look at him, she couldn’t get herself to.
