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her mouth went dry and she tried to swallow. "w-wolves... there are wolves out there?" she felt him n** her and she jumped slightly. her mind didnt want to work, so she couldnt puzzle out what he ment when he said that they where hungry to... suddenly it hit her and she tried to turn and look at him. " your hungry?" she asked, her IQ droping because of how close he was.

she tried to step forward but she seemed to hit a wall of some kind. metaly she yelled at herself. he just tried to bite you, why are you worried about the monster? because.. he didnt bite me. he needs to, and he is hurting himself by not doing it. he cant be a monster if he doesnt act like one... can he.. with a sigh she walked backward until she hit a tree, then she sank into a sitting position. she could run now.. but found herself waiting to see if the vampire was alright.

her jaw droped as she watched him go. he had switched their places.. and left her in here?! she let out an irritated sigh, but it quickly turned into a gasp when she heard another howl. this one was much closer. she turned and ran into the tomb, closeing the stone like door behind her. she almost laughed, he wasnt kidding. there was a plush carpet under her feet, a stack of books near the bed, and a kitchen and bathroom area. how had he gotten all of this stuff out here... she wonderd as she droped onto the bed and picked up the first book. she had a childish impulse to trash the place, but she resisted. after all, it was better in here than out where the wolves could see her.

She nodded, rolling up what was left of her sleeve. "Yes, I was. I was...attacked by a vampire in The Cathedral. Said he was setting an example. Stupid race wars." She ran her fingers over the smooth, healed muscle. "Said they would skin all the Lycans." Her eyes looked furious at the thought. "However, I know have a better relationship with my estranged son." After saying that, Mim eyes softened slightly.

She wrapped her arms around him instinctively and ran her fingers up and down his back, soothingly. "His name was Demitri. The vampire that killed my family and held me captive long ago." Mim's hands had deserted his back and played with his hair now, she loved his hair. "Sergei and Edward came to my rescue." She said, before adding stubbornly. "Not that I needed it."

Mim smiled sweetly and kissed his forehead, brushing his bangs from his face. "I can't promise anything, but I can put in a solid effort. You've seen this disfigured body of mine. Danger follows and always leaves its mark." She sighed. "I'm swiss cheese."

She usual did, but as tempting as it was to take off clothes...the sweater wasn't going anywhere...unless she unraveled more of it. "I love my scars." Mim replied, grinning proudly. "Though...I doubt others see it that way."

Mim pulled his thumb away, wrapping his fingers with hers. "It's...cold." She mumbled, lying through her teeth. Mim frowned, she couldn't hide it forever, but she could do the Mim thing and be as stubborn as ever.