Prince of Wolves
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As Fane repeated what he had told Jen and Sally, Jacque also heard the voice in her mind.
I am so honored to finally meet you, my Luna. We have much to learn about each other.
Jacque blinked a few times, trying to clear her thoughts. What on earth could it possibly mean by finally meet? she thought. Did this voice know it was waiting for me? It was time to go home, Jacque decided. She needed to talk to Sally and Jen about Fane, she needed to decide whether or not to confide in her mother, and she needed to have a good, cleansing panic attack. Not necessarily in that order.
Jacque pulled her hand from Fanes grasp and he didnt try to keep her from doing so. She turned to look at her mom, raised her eyebrows and asked, Are you ready? Im good to go. Sally, Jen, yall ready to go?
Jen and Sally both nodded at the same time, quickly catching Jacques mood.
Lilly looked at her daughter suspiciously, but merely nodded and turned to Mrs. Henry. Thank you, Sara, for having us over. It was really nice to see you. Fane, it was great to meet you. Dont make yourself a stranger. Youre welcome over at our house anytime.
Fane bowed slightly, placing his hand over his heart. As we say in my country when parting, pn la urmtor timp Mai art.hot. Moon lumin al tu patetic. It means: until next time, may the moon light your path.
Jen looked at Fane and in her outspoken way asked, Is that kinda like an Irish proverb? Only, ya know, like a Romanian proverb instead?
Sally giggled, Jacque looked mortified, and Fane simply smiled. Yes, something like that.
Jacque pushed Jen and Sally towards the door, trying very hard not to look and see if Fane was watching her. She knew somehow that he was. So, what the heck? Might as well watch him back, she told herself. She tentatively looked over her shoulder and, sure enough, Fane was staring at her. He had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were squinted together ever so slightly, giving her the impression that he knew something she did not. That thought made her shudder and push Jen and Sally harder out the door.
Were going, Jacque. Good grief, she heard Jen grunt.
Well, go a little quicker please! Jacque whispered through tight lips.
The girls walked briskly down the walkway and across the street, not even bothering to see if Jacques mom was behind them. All Jacque could think was that she needed to put some space between her and that hottie. Okay, so she still couldnt stop calling him hottie. Well, it's true, so go jump in a lake already, she told herself.
Once inside the house the three girls double timed it up the stairs and into Jacques bedroom. Sally shut the door firmly and turned to pin Jacque with her best you better spill it now stare. Jen had pulled upsome carpet and was staring just as sternly.
Jacque took some slow, deep breaths. I seem to be doing this a lot lately, she thought.
First impressions? Jacque finally prompted.
Oh, I dont know, maybe something like, OH MY, stutter, drool, FREAKING, pant, deep breathing, GOSH! Jen spat.
Sally nodded fervently. Yeah, what she said, but more panting and deep breathing on my end.
What about you? Jen asked. You didnt seem as mesmerized as us. Why is that?
Oh, I dont know. Maybe because I was, ya know, a little distracted by THE VOICE IN MY HEAD! Jacque realized she was yelling. Im sorry, yall. I shouldnt take my stress out on you. Im just just I dont know. Freaking out, I guess.
Have you tried talking back to the voice? You know, like answering it through your thoughts? Sally asked tentatively.
Jacque shook her head. I feel like if I do, then I am just solidifying the fact that Im losing it.
Youre NOT losing it. Something is definitely up with this Fane guy. No one, and I mean no one, can look that good and make you want to curl up and purr when he talks to you. Somethings fishy and its not your moms fried chicken, Jen told her.
Jacque turned to her window and opened the blinds. She looked across the street at the Henrys' house and wondered what to do about Fane Lu-whatever his last name was.
She heard her two best friends walk up beside her. With all three gazing out the window, they put their arms around her.
I know Ive said it before, and I will keep saying it until it sinks into that unruly, curly head of yours, but it will be alright. You are not alone in this, okay? Sally said with love.
Yeah, chick. You got us, no matter what, Jen agreed. Besides, were too nosy to not stick around.
Sally pulled a strand of Jens hair as a scolding. Ow! Crap, Im just saying! Jen scowled.
Jacque turned away from the window and wiped away the tears she hadnt even realized were there. Then she hugged her friends.
Okay, I know you guys need to go home and assure your parents that youre still alive and havent been abducted or anything. But do yall think you can come back later?
Both girls nodded.
I will have to do some laundry and pick up my room to pacify my mom, you know how it is, but then I can come back over and stay the night again if your mom is cool with it, Jen said.
Sally spoke up as well. Yeah, I can be back around seven tonight. I just need to take care of some chores as well.
I am so honored to finally meet you, my Luna. We have much to learn about each other.
Jacque blinked a few times, trying to clear her thoughts. What on earth could it possibly mean by finally meet? she thought. Did this voice know it was waiting for me? It was time to go home, Jacque decided. She needed to talk to Sally and Jen about Fane, she needed to decide whether or not to confide in her mother, and she needed to have a good, cleansing panic attack. Not necessarily in that order.
Jacque pulled her hand from Fanes grasp and he didnt try to keep her from doing so. She turned to look at her mom, raised her eyebrows and asked, Are you ready? Im good to go. Sally, Jen, yall ready to go?
Jen and Sally both nodded at the same time, quickly catching Jacques mood.
Lilly looked at her daughter suspiciously, but merely nodded and turned to Mrs. Henry. Thank you, Sara, for having us over. It was really nice to see you. Fane, it was great to meet you. Dont make yourself a stranger. Youre welcome over at our house anytime.
Fane bowed slightly, placing his hand over his heart. As we say in my country when parting, pn la urmtor timp Mai art.hot. Moon lumin al tu patetic. It means: until next time, may the moon light your path.
Jen looked at Fane and in her outspoken way asked, Is that kinda like an Irish proverb? Only, ya know, like a Romanian proverb instead?
Sally giggled, Jacque looked mortified, and Fane simply smiled. Yes, something like that.
Jacque pushed Jen and Sally towards the door, trying very hard not to look and see if Fane was watching her. She knew somehow that he was. So, what the heck? Might as well watch him back, she told herself. She tentatively looked over her shoulder and, sure enough, Fane was staring at her. He had a slight smile on his face and his eyes were squinted together ever so slightly, giving her the impression that he knew something she did not. That thought made her shudder and push Jen and Sally harder out the door.
Were going, Jacque. Good grief, she heard Jen grunt.
Well, go a little quicker please! Jacque whispered through tight lips.
The girls walked briskly down the walkway and across the street, not even bothering to see if Jacques mom was behind them. All Jacque could think was that she needed to put some space between her and that hottie. Okay, so she still couldnt stop calling him hottie. Well, it's true, so go jump in a lake already, she told herself.
Once inside the house the three girls double timed it up the stairs and into Jacques bedroom. Sally shut the door firmly and turned to pin Jacque with her best you better spill it now stare. Jen had pulled upsome carpet and was staring just as sternly.
Jacque took some slow, deep breaths. I seem to be doing this a lot lately, she thought.
First impressions? Jacque finally prompted.
Oh, I dont know, maybe something like, OH MY, stutter, drool, FREAKING, pant, deep breathing, GOSH! Jen spat.
Sally nodded fervently. Yeah, what she said, but more panting and deep breathing on my end.
What about you? Jen asked. You didnt seem as mesmerized as us. Why is that?
Oh, I dont know. Maybe because I was, ya know, a little distracted by THE VOICE IN MY HEAD! Jacque realized she was yelling. Im sorry, yall. I shouldnt take my stress out on you. Im just just I dont know. Freaking out, I guess.
Have you tried talking back to the voice? You know, like answering it through your thoughts? Sally asked tentatively.
Jacque shook her head. I feel like if I do, then I am just solidifying the fact that Im losing it.
Youre NOT losing it. Something is definitely up with this Fane guy. No one, and I mean no one, can look that good and make you want to curl up and purr when he talks to you. Somethings fishy and its not your moms fried chicken, Jen told her.
Jacque turned to her window and opened the blinds. She looked across the street at the Henrys' house and wondered what to do about Fane Lu-whatever his last name was.
She heard her two best friends walk up beside her. With all three gazing out the window, they put their arms around her.
I know Ive said it before, and I will keep saying it until it sinks into that unruly, curly head of yours, but it will be alright. You are not alone in this, okay? Sally said with love.
Yeah, chick. You got us, no matter what, Jen agreed. Besides, were too nosy to not stick around.
Sally pulled a strand of Jens hair as a scolding. Ow! Crap, Im just saying! Jen scowled.
Jacque turned away from the window and wiped away the tears she hadnt even realized were there. Then she hugged her friends.
Okay, I know you guys need to go home and assure your parents that youre still alive and havent been abducted or anything. But do yall think you can come back later?
Both girls nodded.
I will have to do some laundry and pick up my room to pacify my mom, you know how it is, but then I can come back over and stay the night again if your mom is cool with it, Jen said.
Sally spoke up as well. Yeah, I can be back around seven tonight. I just need to take care of some chores as well.
