Siren of the Lake

s. This was it. All this planning and organizing, and he was j

of pain? Why was nothing happening? It was then that he realized...he didn't hear anything except the world around him. Did she even sing or was it all a

sudden look of horror filling her features. She was scared; terrified even. Her che

asked out of spite. "Feel

. It was almost like she was looking for someone-or something. But that was not possible. Next to a warlock, a siren was one of

ce. Damon readied his hand-however, the effect he felt earlier, the almost pulling sensation, resurfaced, and made him wait. He watched as she examined t

adily took a step back into the lake to get into position, making the water splash up around his ankles. A

ed off, Adelaide dived directly into the water from the rock and swam to the edge of the opposite side of the

pulled the robe tighter around her body, accentuating the curvatures of her delicate frame. Her bare feet rubbed against the blades of grass, and she trembled-whether from t

r his breath, charging up

ed to continue to keep a good distance ahead of him-her outline weaving in and out of various trees. Leaves slashed Damon's face as he w

r in his mouth. His claws dug deep into the soil of the Earth as he landed on all fours, and rushed on, moving swifter than earlier. T

he was close enough that he could hear her hastened breath. She glanced back to see him on her trail and picked up her speed, making the space grow again. In a rash decision, Damon leapt, forcin

"You don't understand.

o her face and let

Adelaide

tion and fear. He changed once more, grabbing a hold of the dagger with

e snarled. "After

aide replied, still wr

sh*t!" Damon barked, loc

" Adelaide spoke, breathlessly, still t

good reason,"

what lie he was expecting to hear. Most people when begging for their lives will make up any story to get out of it-they always do. Except

kill us both. And they're mor