What’s a Luna

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Chapter 10

“He’s looking at you.” My mom whispered to me and I glanced at her from the corner of my eye then looked over my shoulder to see that Liam was in fact looking at me.

“Okay.” I shrugged and got up from my seat.

Not okay. Why would one of the hottest guys in school be staring at me?

Wait did I openly call him hot in my head?

“Oh and this is Ashley. My fiance’s daughter.” John said suddenly and placed a hand on my lower back to push me lightly over to the other two guys. “This is Fredrick Desmond and his grandson Liam. I believe you two go to school together.” Well what other school would I go to. We’re in the middle of Boofoo Egypt.

His hand was still on my back pushing me forward, I didn’t like him touching me so I moved away from his hand and to my mom’s side.

“Pleasure to meet you.” I shook the older guy’s hand. He had wrinkles all along his face, but his hand had a firm grip that seemed to be able to break someone’s neck if it came down to it. There was a power in his stance and the way he looked at everything at once.

He had killed someone. I know that sounds weird. But I can just tell. Granted it was out of self defense. But he has killed someone. And if I were to dig deeper I am sure I could pick up a few other things. But I didn’t get the chance. For his voice interrupted my train of thoughts before I could even think about using a small spell on him.

“And you as well, L- miss price.” He said and I didn’t remember anyone saying my last name. But then again I wasn’t here for most of the conversation. So it could have been said but I was simply not here to hear it.

So I just smiled and nodded my head to him. I turned my attention to Liam and he stuck out his hand and I when my hand touched his my entire body went numb. I couldn’t read anything off of him. I mean I could if my body would calm down. But it feels as though electricity is running through my entire body, giving me an energy rush that I can use.

Instead of shaking my hand he brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of my hand which only sent more sparks through my body. I even thought my arm was going to fall off.

“Well we can let them talk. I have this new.....” John’s voice trailed off as he left the room with my mom and Mr. Desmond.

“Hey.” He said smiling at me.

“Hey.” I said smiling back.

My hand dropped from his and that’s when it clicked.

He was a supernatural creature. I mean no offense to ordinary humans but he was way too pretty to be an ordinary human.

I mean most models come from a supernatural bloodline even if they don’t get the “power” that comes with it. In fact the entire reason we have survived this long, was based on the way we looked. For example, Back in the olden days when a woman was stranded on the side of the road. Well even today this could happen but back to the point. If a woman was on the side of the road and this could also be a guy. But we are just going with a woman. Anyways. A woman on the side of the road. A witch. You know how in movies you see the woman on the side of the road and a carriage pulls up or people ride by. And when they see her they stop in their tracks to see if they are okay where most of the time they would keep going.

Well this is a “power” that all of the supernatural creatures have. It’s kind of like hypnosis. Some supernaturals have more control on how to use this power. We’re others are a little rusty. But it always works. It’s kind of like a defence mechanism if you want to think about it that way. It can also be considered a way of attacking someone.

“Ashley.” I snapped out of my thoughts and blinked a couple times. I then realised I had been staring into his eyes this entire time.

He just used hypnosis. I don’t know if he did it on purpose or not but he just used it. And I fell for it. How could I have fallen for it. Though he does have pretty blue eyes.

Snap out of it

“Sorry. What?” I asked furrowing my eyebrows at him.

What is he?

“Would you like to walk around?” He asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Um, sure.” I mumbled and started heading for the back door. He was walking right beside me with powerful strides.

Now that I was focused I could really look at Liam.

He had a sharp jawline and high cheekbones. He radiated power and danger. He definitely wasn’t a Wizard (A male witch). I would have been able to tell, my dad was one after all. Plus he radiated too much power to be a Wizard. He was too tan to be a vampire. Though I’ve never really seen one in real life I do know they are pale white.

I looked down at my pale arms.

Paler than me. And I’m white as a ghost. That’s got to be unhealthy.

Well he could be a werewolf. But they tend to be possessive, over dramatic, and powerful. Then again. I glanced at Liam. Nah. Well maybe. There are many other things he could be. But those are the top three. The rest have a very low population. Oh my God please don’t be a Windigo. I really don’t want to die. Or have to kill you for trying to eat me.

Plus it just grows.

“Ashley.” Liam called out and grabbed my hand to pull me closer to him.

I almost ran into a tree.

Of course I’d be the one to almost run into a tree.

Pay attention ash.

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