TORN

Chapter 5...

~Luca's POV

That smell, it's her, the red haired human. she's an anomaly here, the only one, everyone is on edge as we can't let our true selves be shown or the wrath of the council will be on all our heads.

She looks the same, smells the same. Cas turns slightly just as she rounds the corner at the other end of the corridor. My sense of smell is better than theres I smelt her the moment she walked in, Cas notifies the others who all turn to look, she claims her weak through the mind link, of course she is, shes human. Brit comments about her clothes, even though they are baggy it doesnt hide her figure as well as she thinks, Mia wants to shave her head, the red hair, in our society its unheard-of, no wolf has red hair, red is a bad omen. I never understood why...but with no red haired wolves I'd doubt we'd ever find out. Seth makes a comment about taking her, I don't like that, I bite back a growl, not because of the human but because even though we are more primal, more animalistic thanks to our counter parts. we are still conscious, feeling and should have morals.

Our own princess was abducted abused and r***d in the war 216 years ago with the vampires, the torture too much for her wolf to bare, the damage unhealable, the wolf lost. Wolf or Human. no one should be subjected to something that will destroy ones self or even part of it. I can't imagine what the princess went through for that to happen. We don't gain our wolves til we are 18, if i remember correctly the princess was only 21, she spent 18 years waiting for her wolf only to lose her 3 years later.

The human stopped walking, I felt her eyes on us forcing me to look at her, no one dares to make eye contact with me unless they are part of my group or spoken too first but this human knows nothing, senses nothing but why, why do those big round eyes look like a rabbit caught in head lights. She didnt hear us did she? I thought the ridiculous thought with the mind link still connected but the second i did those around me confirmed the ridiculousness of it. Shes human of course not but why did she start to walk again, why when she got closer did her head dip, i could feel the heat in her face, her pace picking up til she was practically running around the corner, she stopped, her breathing evening out, her heart rate settling but why, why when my group confirmed she couldn't hear us did her heart seem to jump. Only when i couldn't hear her did I return my attention back to my group of friends.

The bell rang, first class, history. Walking into the class, I don't know why or what compelled me but I can't help looking at the human. She notices my gaze and quickly scans us.

his brown eyes a rich chocolate colour, golden hair that is always tied into a bun ontop his head, muscles that his clothes can't seem to contain, his face, well you'd think Michelangelo himself sculpted it, the stubble the only give away that he was living.

I can't stop looking, I'm curious, why can i hear her thoughts, my eyebrow raises in confusion, a multitude of questions, How, Why, Is she really human. I sniff, I pour out my senses trying to find something my concentration is broken a laugh escapes me unexpectedly, i try to cover it by coughing, the arm Mia was holding used to cover my mouth, I glance at her, smirking into my shirt....her eyes are quite far apart and the look of confusion on her face does nothing to help. I continue to listen to her commentary on my friends, engrossed in her inner monologue until Mia tugs on my arm, pulling my gaze from the human and dragging me to my seat. The wannabes as she called them following.

"Are you ok?" I glance at Mia and nod "I'm fine." Smiling. This seems to reassure her if only she knew I wasn't smiling at her. You know when someone points out something unseen, every time you look at it you can't unsee it. This is what caused me to smile... the valley between Mia's eyes, I find myself wondering what items will fit between them besides the humans fist.