Authors: Quinn Loftis
“What does knocked up mean?” He asked again. Trik grinned as he watched his Chosen respond to his touch; a response that only he could pull from her.
“You have to stop touching me if you want me
to be able to talk like a semi-intelligent person.”
“Then I suppose you will just have to be unintelligent because I can never stop touching you.”
Cassie groaned, but finally gathered her thoughts into a coherent sentence. “It means to get pregnant.”
The idea of Cassie pregnant with his child flashed through his mind and he was surprised to find that it was a very welcome idea.
Cassie’s eye’s met his and widened.
“You caught that?” He asked her.
She nodded. “Trik, I’m not going to be ready for children for a while.”
Trik took one of his hands from her back and pushed her hair way from her face and then rested his hand on the nape of her neck. “That is fine, we have plenty of time for that. Besides we will need lots of practice.”
Cassie laughed.
“You are such a guy.” She rolled off of him, needing to put some space between their bodies.
“What does that mean?” He asked her as he moved to his side and propped himself up on his
hand.
“It means you are like all guys,
” she told him as heat rose on her skin.
T
rik cocked his head to the side. “Meaning?”
Cassie groaned as
she looked up at his ceiling. “Meaning you like sex, a lot.”
Trik laughed.
“What male doesn’t and if he doesn’t it’s because he’s doing it wrong.”
Cassie grabbed a pillow and hit him in the head with it. “Not a s
mart thing to say to your, your…” Cassie wasn’t sure what to call herself.
“My Chosen Cassandra, you are my Chosen.”
“Fine, Chosen. You should not admit to enjoying sex when it isn’t with me.”
“We need to get off of this bed and out of this room if you are going to start talking about us making love.” Trik jumped up and grabbed Cassie’s hand pulling her with him.
“Where are we going?”
“Don’t you need to be home soon?” He asked her.
Cassie pulled her phone from her back pocket and looked at the time.
“Crap,” she muttered.
“I’m ten minutes late.”
He began to pull her towards the mirror but she stopped.
“We can’t just show up in my room.”
Trik rolled his eyes.
“I’m not an amateur at sneaking around, Cassie. We will go into your room and then I will get us down to your front door.”
“Oh, right. I knew that.” He began to pull her again and this time she allowed him to.
~
Elora stood in the kitchen with her mom.
She had left the party as soon as Trik and Cassie had disappeared through Todd’s window. She had called Cassie’s phone twenty times trying to make sure that she was alright and still she had heard nothing from her best friend.
“What the hell
, Lisa, why isn’t she answering her phone?”
Her mom
replied. “He won’t hurt her.”
“You did not see how angry he was. He nearly killed Todd.” Elora slammed her hand down on the counter. “You need to call the Queen Bee and tell her to do something.”
Lisa laughed.
“Yeah, like she would just do something because I told her so.”
“Do you have a way to get in touch with her?” Elora asked.
“Yes, she has a cell phone, believe it or not.”
“So what are you waiting for, the
elf apocalypse caused by the ass himself?”
“Elora
, please quit being so dramatic. It’s so unlike you.” Lisa shook her head at her daughter.
“Dramatic? Seriously mother,
” Lisa’s head snapped around, she knew Elora was upset because she only called her that when she was livid, “my best friend was abducted by a crazy ass, quiver carrying, too good looking for the health of women everywhere, dark elf assassin and you think I’m being dramatic.”
Lisa’s brow
rose as her eyes widened. “He carries a quiver?”
“UGH!” Elora groaned. “That’s all you have to say?”
“Well you have to admit that is an interesting tidbit.”
“Why are you so calm about this?”
“Because I know that he won’t hurt her,” Lisa said again for the hundredth time.
“Okay, I hear that you are saying that you
do not think he will hurt her. However, the evidence against his ability to stay in control is quite damning. So I would like to just lay out there, just as a suggestion, that maybe we should not trust the dark elf assassin who nearly killed my friend’s date.”
Lisa stared at her daughter as she picked up her cell phone and dialed a number.
“Syndra, I’m sorry to bother you but I have a little problem.” Lisa held up her hand when Elora started to speak.
“Would I be correct in assuming that this problem
has to do with a certain dark elf and your daughter’s best friend?” Syndra asked.
“You
would be correct,” Lisa agreed. “Elora has told me that Trik showed up at a party where she, Cassie, and their dates were.”
“Cassie was out on a date with a male?” Syndra’s voice was full of concern.
“Is that a bad thing?” Lisa asked.
“The males of our race are
very possessive of their Chosen. And because of the nature of the dark elf, they take that possessiveness to a whole new level. Did he kill the boy?”
“No, but according to
Elora it was a close call.”
There was a pause and Lisa waited for the Elf Queen to speak
. When she finally did the voice came from behind her.
“Well.
”
Lisa and
Elora jumped in surprise. Elora glared at Syndra. “Could you somehow announce your presence before you just walk through our window?”
S
yndra clucked her tongue at her. “Testy aren’t we? Nice outfit.” She motioned to the costume Elora still hadn’t taken off.
Lisa stepped in before Elora could respond.
“Do you think that Cassie is safe with Trik?”
Syndra leaned against the counter and tapped her chin with a long fingernail.
“Trik won’t hurt her. She’s his Chosen and he is, therefore, incapable of hurting her. Now, anyone that comes between them is fair game.” She gave Elora a pointed look.
Elora held up her hands.
“I’m not trying to go toe to toe with Mr. Bad Ass; I just want to know that my friend is ok.”
“She’
s ok,” Syndra responded.
Elora rolled her eyes
and threw her hands in up in the air. “Well now that that is all cleared up.”
“Why don’t we all just go over to Cassie’s house and
see for ourselves if she is alright?” Syndra said with a wave as she walked through the same window she had arrived in.
Lisa was shaking her head at the Queen as she watched her go. “Can you imagine how much time we could save if we could do that?”
“Can you imagine how much easier it would be to sneak out of the house?” Elora responded with a smirk.
“Good point.”
~
“I’m home,” Cassie hollered into the house as she closed the door behind her and Trik.
“I don’t know why you insist on meeting them now,” she muttered to him.
Trik twirled a strand of her hair around his finger and Cassie slapped it away when she heard her mom coming down the stairs.
“Isn’t it customary for the boy to meet the
girl’s parents?” He whispered in return.
Cassie started to respond but her mom came into the
entryway. “Where have you…,” she started to speak but then stopped midsentence as her eyes fell on Trik. Cassie watched as her mom took in the incredible masculine beauty that was Trik in his human guise. When it was apparent that her mom wasn’t going to stop any time soon, she snapped her fingers in front of her face.
“Mom, hey, I’m over here. Remember me, your daughter?”
Her mom blinked several times and finally looked over at Cassie. She cleared her throat as she tried to remember what she had been going to say.
“Yes, Cassie.
”
“Well, at least you remember my name,” Cassie mumbled.
“You’re late and who is this, this,” Sylvia looked Trik over again as she tried to find the right word.
“This is T
rik,” Cassie interrupted. “He’s…”
“I’m the boyfriend.
” Trik took Sylvia’s hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it chastely and then quickly releasing it. “I can see where Cassie gets her beauty.”
Sylvia
colored. “Oh you’re good, but not good enough for me to forget that my daughter is late and actually left with a different boy than she has arrived home with.”
Cassie grimaced at her mother’s tone
. She turned to Trik and smiled. “So I’ll talk to you later?”
“Is that a not so subtle hint of telling me to get lost?” Trik raised a single brow at her.
“Pretty much.”
Trik leaned down and gave Cassie a quick kiss on the cheek and then a slight bow to her mother.
“It was very nice to meet you.”
“Uh-hu
h,” Sylvia was once again struck by his inhuman beauty and didn’t snap out of it until the door finally blocked him from her view.
Sylvia’s head snapped back around to Cassie.
“Who on earth was that?”
Cassie smiled nervously.
“That was Trik.”
“I got that much
, Cassandra. But
who is he, and where did you meet him, and how old is he, and how on earth is he that good looking?”
“Slow down mom,” Cassie told her mom as she headed for the kitchen. She needed some caffeine
to help clear more of the alcohol from her brain before she dove into this whopper of a lie she was about to have to get her mom to swallow.
“As I was saying,” Cassie began again as she pulled a Coke
from the refrigerator. “His name is Trik and I met him over a month ago at dad’s work.”
“Does he work in your dad’s building?” Her mom asked.
Cassie took a quick sip of her drink as she tried desperately to come up with a plausible explanation for Trik being at her dad’s work. “He’s a courier for one of the offices in the building.”
“How old is he?”
“He’s 18, but he graduated last year. He was homeschooled,” Cassie added.
Sylvia crossed her arms over her chest and stared at her daughter.
Cassie could tell that her mom was deciding on whether to call her on her load of crap story or just let it go for now. Thankfully , it was the latter.
“Next time please call if you are going to be late and your father needs to meet Trik before you go out on a date with him again, or return from a date with him.” Sylvia laughed at her words.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” Cassie said dryly as she tossed her empty Coke can into the trash.
“I still don’t understand how you left wit
h Todd, but then came home with…”
“Hotty Mctotty?”
Cassie grinned.
“Yes, I will agree
, he is quite good looking.”
“Mom, who would
you come home with? Todd or that?” Cassie pointed in the direction Trik had exited and gave her mom a deadpan look.
“Well, despite how attractive Trik is, it wasn’t nice
of you to leave Todd out to dry,” Sylvia chided.
“Oh I think Todd
was quite glad that we left him,” Cassie mumbled as she walked past her mom. “I’m calling it a night.”
“Sleep
well, honey,” Sylvia grabbed Cassie in a quick hug. Cassie patted her mom’s back. “Sorry I was late.” She told her again, really meaning it.
“
Just get some rest Cass,” Sylvia told her with a final pat. “And don’t think I didn’t smell the alcohol on your breath. We’ll talk about that later.”
Long ago
, deep in the forest of Aldeon, the Forest Lords created a race full of magic, strength, intelligence , and cunning. This race divided itself into two factions. And so the light and dark elves came to be. The Forest Lords were not pleased by the division of their creation, and so they removed themselves, watching as they fought and destroyed one another. But the time has come for the Forest Lords to once again bring order and peace to their children, the time of the light and dark elves is over. The time of the Elfin is just beginning.
Lorsan felt his anger rising as he listened to the report from his second in command. He felt his Chosen’s hand rest on his arm, an attempt to calm him. It wasn’t working.
“You’re telling me he left a week ago, you haven’t heard from him since
, and you are just now making me aware of this?” Lorsan gritted his teeth in frustration.