Forever Forbidden
f the bustling city. Sunlight streamed through the large windows, highlighting the easels and scattered
ar, its claws outstretched as if reaching for something or someone. The
trokes to the glowing yellow irises, the image
with the were
ee Jane standing in the doorway, holding two steaming cups of coffe
owers or sunsets. You paint that,"
r brush down. "Thanks fo
m just saying. What's with your obsession with these creatures
st her smock. "I don't know. It's not lik
ting her head. "Dream about them? That
It's always the same. I'm standing in this dark forest, and there's this werewolf staring at
widened. "An
wake up before anything happens. But it fee
udying her friend. "
ks," Emily
e this isn't just some metaphorical thing? Like, ma
"Not everything is a
, smirking. "Maybe you're repressing something
. "Who are you
. Your tall, mysterious, brooding date from las
hand through her hair.
n why did yo
t him," Emily s
y say yes, either,
n't know him, Jane. Not really. He's sweet, and he makes me feel..
rward, intrigu
g. "The first time I met him,
an eyebrow
walking down Pioneer Street, late at night. There was this alley, and
idened. "What
ot fighting destroying them. It was like nothing I'd ever
"Wait, what? You s
saw me. I thought he was going to hurt me, but he didn't. He just
n a date with him?" J
omething about him. He's kind, protective. But
processing this. "
linked.
ybe they were criminals. And if he didn't hurt you, maybe he's o
ess that makes sense. But w
ing the strong, silent type. Y
er eyes. "You'
ne. "Let's settle this.
ne,
e's probably a record of it s
ore finally relenti
moments, her face lit up. "Gotcha! Asher Whitaker, employed by Sentinel Security S
, her heart racin
not some crazed killer. He's probably out
ed she was holding. "I guess that makes
But it's a start. Now, how about we st
an eyebrow.
. Drinks, music, maybe some dan
then smiled. "Alr
at her life was on the brink of something big, something she couldn't quite def
er dreams and the mysteries of Asher'