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    Seeing Ryann’s room for the first time is very telling. For all that she appears to live a very solitary


    lifestyle, her room is one offort. Somewhere to rx and forget her worries. Oddly it reminds me a


    lot of Megan’s room, and a little of mine. She res at me thinking my smile is mocking and I rush to


    assure her that it’s not. This is the room of someone who wants warmth andfort but doesn’t know


    where to get it. No wonder she was so eager to be friends with Megan.


    “I spoke to my sister. If you don’t object. I’ll stay here tonight and in the morning we can head to the


    compound together. I believe you made ns to meet up with my sister?” I confirm and Ryann nods,


    she tilts her head curiously.


    “She didn’t think it was weird that you were only dropping me home now?” She asks. I’m actually


    surprised that she didn’t. My sister isn’t stupid, but she didn’t say a word about it. Her concern probably


    outweighed her curiosity.


    “As far as she knows, the whole point of you being around is to find a mate for me. It makes sense that


    we would spend some time together. Besides, I started with, Ryann and I have been attacked by


    Vampires. I don’t think she had much time to process anything else. Hopefully it won’t ur to her


    later.” I have no idea what Ryann’s ns are but she’s tired, I should let her rest.


    “If you’ll loan me a nket and let me steal a couple of those pillows, I’ll make myselffortable on


    the floor. You’re exhausted, you should get some sleep.” She refuses and to my surprise, invites me to


    join her on the bed to watch a movie. She insists and I don’t have it in me to argue. The show we watch


    is dull and my mind wanders.


    “What is it?” Ryann asks and I realise that i have been staring at her. I quickly search for a response


    and my eyes call on her marking.


    “I was just looking at your mark. I really haven’t seen anything like it before.” I tell her. So that’s not


    exactly what I was thinking, but it’s not a lie and I am curious about it.


    “I haven’t seen anyone with a mark like mine either. I’m an unknown Magic, life would certainly be


    easier if I could find someone else who is the same as me.” She sighs like this is something she has


    considered many times before and epted reluctantly.


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    “Can I look at it properly?” I ask. Ryann holds out her arm, seeminglyfortable beside me.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    “Go for it.” I move in closer to examine the weaving threads that have been magically tattooed onto her


    skin. It is very unique as far as markings go, and colourful. My own marking


    is just straight ck.


    “It’s quite pretty.” Iplement it and Ryann just nods.


    “Yep, I appreciate that if nothing else. There was a lot of difficulty deciding what mark I


    should have since I’m an unknown. I was taken to see an Oracle when I was young. All he


    ended up doing was drawing this pattern so this is what I ended up with.” That is strange.


    It’s not unheard of to take unidentified children to an Oracle for confirmation. But usually


    they just tell you what you are and move on. For an Oracle not to know… it wold mean that she is


    something that the Oracle has never heard of. That makes her very rare indeed. I’m caught up in my


    thoughts and don’t notice that Ryann is sitting awkwardly.


    “Okay, this show sucks. Let’s pick something different.” I honestly don’t think I saw even one


    minute of the show, but I turn my attention to it now, not wanting to be rude. I’m pleased to


    see that she has chosen a mystery show that Megan and I both love to watch.


    “Love this show.“I tell her approvingly. Ryann flicks off hermp so that we can watch in darkness and


    with her at my side I can’t remember ever feeling sofortable as I do right


    now.


    I wake to what has quickly be my favourite scent. I’mfortable and warm and Ryann is in my


    arms, although she is moving around entirely too much, I tighten my hold on her and cuddle her close,


    making a sound of discontent that she is trying to move away from me. I force my eyes open, wanting


    to see her and blink against the morning light. I’m holding Ryann close to me and her beautiful, pale


    eyes are wide as she looks into mine. I smile at her, she really is beautiful.


    “Hey.” I greet her. Is it wrong that I want to k*ss her right now? I very nearly do but she


    answers me.


    “Hey?” Ryann sounds confused and nervous, her own voice little more than a squeak of sound. Wait,


    what am I doing? I wasn’t meant to fall asleep in her bed. I wasn’t invited to sleep here or to hold her in


    my arms the way I am right now. No wonder she was trying to get


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    away. I quickly remove my arms from her and try not to sigh as she backs away from me. We both sit


    up and it’s strange and quiet as we sit there. I don’t know what to say, so I just state.


    the obvious.


    “We fell asleep?” Ryann answers quickly.


    “Apparently. What time is it?” She asks. Now that I’m awake, I can feel the corner of my phone jamming


    into my side. I pull it out of my pocket.


    “Almost seven.” I can’t help but smile. I feel great, very well rested. Which is strange considering the


    evening we had and I can’t help but feel that Ryann is the one responsible for my rxing night. I could


    get very used to this.


    Ryann is showering and when there is a knock at her door I answer it. I am greeted by a friendly


    looking elderly woman holding a te of muffins. I am just introducing myself when Ryann pops her


    head out of her bedroom dorm hair dripping down her exposed shoulder. Ryann’s friend answers the


    question she must have asked which is a relief because I don’t know that I can drag my eyes away


    from her to formte a coherent thought.


    “Good morning sweetie. I woke early and made some muffins. I thought I might bring a few up for you.


    For your… gentleman friend too I suppose.” Ryann looks embarrassed and looks to me for help but I


    have no idea what to do so I just shrug. To my shock, Ryann steps into the living room wearing only a


    towel. What the hell? She does realise that will not help her situation if her friend is misinterpreting this.


    I force myself to look up at the ceiling because I’m starting to feel like a creep with how I’m staring at


    her. Somehow I survive the conversation and Ryann retreats to her bedroom. But when she emerges I


    find I’m even more stunned than I was when she came out in a towel. She is wearing a dark blue shirt


    that matches her hair with a cartoon cat on the front. A ck cat with golden eyes like mine. But what


    really blows my mind is that it has the words ‘I’m harmless I swear…‘ written below it. I raise an


    eyebrow in amusement. Did she wear that on purpose? A nce at her expression tells me that she


    did and I am ted. She really isn’t scared of me, any doubts I had about her are chased from my


    mind. I want Ryann Gale. She is the one for me, I can’t imagine any other future. Now I will just have to


    convince her of that. Still, one look at her expression. when Iplement her tells me that I have a


    long way to go.