𝕾𝖆𝖕𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖆

John wiped blood from his upper lip. He's just come from a fight but he has something for the reader.

Lynx sat quietly at the table, eating his breakfast and concerned for the woman. “Is she going to be okay? I’ll stick around today, stay in and help with whatever I can. I won’t leave until I know she’s okay.”

Lynx nodded, sighing before opening door. “Derek is a good man. I think you two would make each other happy. You deserve happiness too, Clavius.” He opened the door and headed to his room. As soon as he tried his clothes off and laid in the bed, he was out like a light.

Lynx frowned, his back against the opposite wall. He took in deep breath. “I think me being here is upsetting her and I promise I’m doing everything I can to leave. I don’t want to remind her and you everyday of the things I’ve done. All I want to do is do good. For everyone.”

The door kept rattling, her trying to break through. “How do we help her?”

Hand, making it bleed. He started drawing angelic sigils and poured salt on every entrance. He looked at Eve, hoping the magic is blocked from coming in. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disobey but I couldn’t stand by and listen while you’re in pain. I had to do something!”

He sighed, standing up straight and nodded. “Yes ma’am. I understand. Anything else?” He was getting more agitated the more days he had to stay here. Eve was getting more angry and Clavius was just a gnat in his sight.

He was about to argue that it wasn’t fair and that she was being unreasonable. “May I ask why the charge, ma’am? I don’t mind the chores but I don’t understand what I did to have an hour taken from my curfew?”

Back for his curfew. He was hoping this would come to an end soon. Once he was finished, he put the hose back, took off his boots and entered the house. “Good evening, Ms Eve.”

Yeah, that didn't seem right. He would look into that. "Oh, that's an invitation to a ball. I think you should go. It would be fun. I hear everyone in town will be there. You deserve some actual fun and to look absolutely stunning in one of you gowns."

He raised his brow and looked at her. "I gathered you don't like werewolves? or this particular werewolf in general?" He had to investigate what that was about before he left. He heard rumors and whispers about it.