"I am sorry, dear, but, I am already dead, I can't be more dead than this." Hades shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly and then flashed her, his eerie smile.
Only if Zuri knew how to get rid of this creature, she would do anything to find peace without him being around her all the time.
She didn't realize when it started, but Hades had been following her recently and there was nothing she could do to make him stop, since being mad was no longer worked, she tried to ignore him.
And yet, his noisy mouth was hard to be ignored and she was tired to try to make him quiet.
A man came to the gate when he saw a young girl was standing there. His expression was so cold and once he came closer, Zuri knew that he was human, not a shifter.
"What is your business?" the man asked Zuri, his voice was rough, as if he had not yet drank anything for a long time.
"I want to see July," Zuri said, after debating with herself, she knew that she had to come to find July or Anne.
The man narrowed his eyes. "If you want to ask for a picture or sign, you can't do that now, she is busy."
Zuri really wanted to roll her eyes, the last thing in her bucket list was asking those stupid things.
"I need to see her for some urgent matter," Zuri said in calm tone, but her eyes said otherwise, it delivered a warning to her opponent and this was something that Hades loved to see. She looked more alive whenever she was upset.
The man frowned, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her upside down, trying to study her. "What is your name?"
"My name is…"
"Tell them that your name is Blue," Hades chimmed in, he was wearing a black leather jacket with jeans and a black shirt. Everything on him was so gloomy that matched perfectly with Zuri's mood, probably that was one of the reason she let him be around her.
"Zuri…" She refused to follow what he said, but it only made the situation difficult for her.
"What is your business?" the man kept asking the same question, he observed her frankly.
"This is my business," Zuri said, showing off her claws, she half shifted her hands, turned her nails into sharp claws that could tear his neck.
The man was surprised, he took a step back and talked rapidly to someone over his communication tools in his ears.
"You really like to be violence," Hades commented, but then he grinned at her. "But I like it nonetheless."
Zuri said nothing to that compliment, this was not the right time to indulge herself with such compliment and moreoever, she knew that she had created unnecessary commotion.
"You stay there, don't go anywhere!" the man warned her and walked back to meet his fellow guards, leaving Zuri alone.
Seeing that, the frown between her eyes deepened. She didn't come here to wait.
"You look upset, should I kill the man that make you upset?" Hades offered his help when he watched Zuri took three steps back.
"You should kill yourself in that case," Zuri murmured, annoyed beyond words and then she ran toward the gate and easily climbed it within seconds, as she landed quietly inside the manor now.
Once in the past, this was her home, she was sure there was nothing had changed since the last time she was here. Therefore, she didn't need those people help to call for July or Anne, since she could find them herself.
But then, the question was; what she should do when she met them? What kind of situation it would be?
"Ck, you should watched your temper," Hades muttered to himself, as he watched Zuri walked toward the manor without anyone noticed her.
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Emily was hugging her worn off doll, as she sat at the corner of the room, watching a drunk man was beating a woman that they called her as their mother, her big hazel eyes looked at the scene with fear, as her small figure tried to press herself to the wall behind her, afraid from being noticed by the man.
"You bitch! Where is the money!" the man roared in anger. He delivered one more punch on the woman's face and she collapsed to the floor, no longer cried.
Is she died?
Eros has this question in his head. He was sitting on the opposite corner from his little sister, Emily, as his eyes watched her trembling figure in silence.
This was clear for him now why he smelled blood from her when they met for the first time a week ago in the orphan.
Whether it was her blood or this woman's blood.
Eros just learned that she was adopted as well, a puny child, that was how those people called them, a puny child. Children who lost their parents during the battle against the shifter and had been affected by the war that was weighed since eight years ago between the two parties.
Puny children.
The government made an amend to them by giving those families, who wanted to shelter them and gave them new family, a big amount of allowance.
Some of the family would love to shelter them because they took a pity on them, but there was some family like this, who only wanted the money for taking care of them. They didn't give what the children need, but they lived on the money that they received for taking them back home. Adopted them.
The man growled louder when his victim was no longer could move. He kicked her once more on the stomach, before he laid his eyes on the small girl, who was hugging her worn out teddy bear, as if it could protect her.
The man was so drunk and he just needed antoher victim.