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Chapter 5
Mel sat at the table for last meal with all the Brothers of the house and their families. She was staring at the droplets of condensation, as they made their way slowly down the sides of her glass, leaving little clear trails behind them on the foggy surface. Distantly she heard her mahmen saying her name. Mel had tuned her out after the first five minutes of "oh won't it be great" and "you'll have so much fun." Mel wasn't looking forward to her summer purgatory at the lake any more than when her mahmen had told her the first time. In fact, she would have rather had bamboo splinters shoved under her nails than spend the summer with her mahmen and her "friends" at the lake. Mel focused on her mahmen and saw a look of pure irritation on her face.
"Well, are you?" Cynthia asked, exasperated.
"Um…am I what?" Mel stumbled with her words trying to recall what her mahmen had been talking about. Cynthia scowled, stood up and tossed her red linen napkin on the table.
"Packed!" She huffed as she stepped from behind her chair. "Seriously Mehlisha, if you insist on doing it yourself, then at least tell me that you haven't left it until now. We're leaving at sunset, or did you forget that too?" Cynthia stood waiting for her answer.
Mel looked away, embarrassed by all the stares that were focused on her in the now quiet room. Mel hadn't wanted the doggen to pack for her. She knew that her mahmen would have had them leave her usual clothes at home and fill her suitcases with a whole lot of "ladylike" clothing. But with only the next few daylight hours to spend with her friends before her exile, she didn't want to waste any of them packing.
"I haven't had the time. I suppose it would be best if one of the doggen took care of it for me." Mel hated the smile in her mahmen's eyes as she said this. Cynthia gave a stern nod and exited the room with the few others who had finished their meals. Mel looked around the table for her friends and found Dhayn, he gave her an apologetic smile. Tara, who had shown up late looking very shaken, was still staring at her uneaten food. Apparently she had missed the drama in her state.
"Hey Tara, not hungry?" Mel teased. Tara shrugged her shoulders and motioned with her head to the door. The two of them got up and left the room together, D joined them on the way to the stairs. Whatever was bothering Tara was more important than what had happened with her mahmen, she needed to know what was up.
"So your room or mine?" Mel grabbed Tara's hand and gave her a knowing smile.
"How about mine, seeing as how I'm not allowed in either?" D was walking up the stairs backwards so that he could face them. Mel nodded and they followed him down the long dark corridor to his wing of the house. Once they had gotten situated on the couch in his room Tara turned to them with sadness in her eyes and took a deep breath.
"I'm leaving too. My father is sending me to visit my aunt Daralis for the summer."
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Tara looked from Dhayn to Mel, waiting for their response to her news. Dhayn looked as if someone died, poor guy, Tara hated leaving him there alone. Mel grabbed Tara's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze.
"Daralis is really nice Tara, I'm sure it won't be all that bad." Mel ran her thumb back and forth over Tara's knuckles.
"She's forcing my father to send me there, says I need to be making an informed decision. She's wanted me to come to the Chosen's camp up north for years but he's managed to talk her out of it…until now." Tara glanced down at their entwined hands, wishing she could take Mel with her.
"Will you get to see the Sanctuary?" Mel asked. Tara could tell that she was hiding her curiosity. Mel's mahmen had never given her the option to be a Chosen, or a Brother for that matter. Unfortunately for her, Mel was taking one of those roads regardless.
"Wait, what? Where exactly does your aunt live?" Dhayn asked, looking puzzled and irritated to be left out of the loop.
"My aunt Daralis, or Chosen Daralis, lives with the other Chosen and the Primale at the camp up north," Tara explained. "When my mahmen died birthing me Daralis wanted to be my ward and raise me to be one of the Chosen, but my father wouldn't hear of it. She has been begging him to let me visit her ever since. I think she assumes that once I see the beauty of the life she leads, that I'll change my path and follow in the footsteps her and my mahmen." Tara could tell that Dhayn was not very happy with this news either. He wore a scowl that made her reach out and smooth his furrowed brow.
"If I go through my transition while I'm there she will take me to the other side to see the Sanctuary and the Temple. I'm not going to change my mind on becoming a Brother, I'm made to fight, and I'm a little freaked out about spending the summer with a bunch of Chosen I don't know. But, I get to meet the Primale, and I am intrigued to see what the other side looks like. I'm just sorry to leave you here, alone." Tara rested her hand on Dhayn's knee and gave him an apologetic smile.
"Hey you don't have to worry about me, I'm tougher than I look…for now." Dhayn smiled as he smacked his chest. "I want you to enjoy your summer, both of you." He looked from Tara to Mel. "I'll probably get really board and restless but then you'll both come back here looking all hot and we'll kick some serious ass together. That is, if you can keep up," he teased.
Mel threw a couch cushion at his head and pounced on him. "I suppose if you can live through boredom I can get through a summer with my mahmen." Mel was messing with his hair. Tara had to smile as they started to wrestle and then fell apart almost immediately on the floor, groaning. They were likely just as tired and sore from their last lesson as Tara still was.
"Your right, it sucks that we can't spend the summer together, but we'll be back soon enough, hopefully with our transformations behind us, and our futures officially in our own hands," Tara said, as she got up from the couch.
"Hell yes, and I can't wait," Mel said, and sat up to watch Tara as she grabbed the remote from Dhayn's nightstand.
"For now can we just forget about everything and just hang out?" Tara turned on the TV and headed back to the couch. They took their usual position, Dhayn in the middle with the girls taking up either arm of the couch. After some bickering and round of rock-paper-scissors they settled on a movie to watch and then spent the rest of the daylight hours watching TV, fooling around, and keeping themselves awake.
When the time came for Mel to say goodbye, Tara couldn't help her tears. They embraced and promised to call each other the next day. Dhayn held his emotions inside but Tara could tell it was hard for him to watch Mel go.
Tara was next to leave, a half hour later. When Thrett came to Dhayn's room to find her, he was not happy that they were in there alone, but agreed to give her a few more minutes. After he left they stood and Dhayn pulled her into his arms.
"Just promise me you'll come back," his voice was thick with emotion.
"I promise," Tara said without hesitation. She pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. They were drawn into each other with their eyes locked, and she knew he could see the truth in her eyes. He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering there, sending tingles down her spine. He looked down at her again his blue and green eyes searching hers. Tara's mind was on overdrive. What was that? Why now? Should I… That's when she realized she had been staring at his lips. She felt one of his hands slowly move up her back, but then her father knocked on the door. Dhayn hugged her again and they murmured their goodbyes.
When Thrett opened the door Tara reluctantly pulled herself away, but when she saw the irritated look on her father's cobalt eyes she hurried to joined him in the hall. He was dressed in his black military-looking uniform and his hair was freshly buzzed. She waved from the doorway, and walked with Thrett through the long hallways and down the main stairway to the vestibule, where a familiar grey-haired doggen named Pierre was busy taking her suitcases out to the car. He was dressed like a traditional butler, which always made her smile.
"I know you don't like this, but Daralis is right. Your mahmen would have wanted you to see their world and make your own decision." Thrett said, putting his big hands on Tara's small shoulders. "It is beautiful there, and you need to know that I will support you if you choose to stay. I never meant to pressure you into being a Warrior, I just…"
"You didn't," Tara cut in. "I have always wanted this, and you were only ever supportive of me, that's all." Tara could see the indecision in his eyes. She wanted to ease his mind. He was going out patrolling that night and she couldn't leave knowing he'd be distracted and worried about her. "Don't you worry about me, I want to go." She gave him a reassuring smile. "I love aunt Daralis, and I'm excited about meeting the Chosen, and seeing the places mahmen grew up."
"My sister is nearly bursting at the seams with joy over those very same things."
"Well, then I better not keep her waiting." Tara gave him a quick hug and headed for the door.
"Have fun Tehrrify, enjoy the camp it's beautiful. And your aunt has instructions to call me the minute you start showing signs of the transition. If it's at night I'll be there instantly, and in two hours by car during the day."
"OK." Tara couldn't help the relief she felt at the thought of her father being there. Not wanting to show her emotions, she quickly waved and stepped outside into the warm embrace of the night.
The doggen was waiting at the back door of a black Mercedes with blacked-out windows. She ducked into the car and once she was seated the doggen closed the door for her. The interior was all black as well, with soft black leather seating that was spacious enough to lie down in, which she did. She could feel the day of emotions and no sleep creeping up on her, and in no time she was out cold.
Tara woke up to the sound of the partition window sliding down. "Excuse me mademoiselle, but we will be arriving at our destination in five minutes. I presumed you would want the time to gather yourself before meeting your hosts." The doggen looked nervous about his assumption.
"Thank you Pierre. That was very kind of you. Is my handbag in the trunk?" Tara couldn't help but return the doggen's smile, it was lighting up his face.
"No, it should be at your feet, behind the passenger seat, along with your carry-on."
"Oh thank you, again." Tara turned on the interior light and looked down and to the right, sure enough there was her purse and a small backpack. The window slid back up into place giving her privacy, and a mirror. She unzipped the top of the black backpack and looked through its contents; her iReader, a water bottle, a protein bar, toiletries, a clean shirt, her computer – fully charged. Tara had to laugh, was there anything the doggen didn't think of? She grabbed her brush and pulled it through her hair slowly. When the knots were out she took the elastic from around its handle and pulled her hair up into a neat ponytail. Next she took a drink of the water, washing the stale taste out of her mouth, and used some breath freshener that she found with the toiletries. Finishing with a sweep of clear lipgloss on her lips.
The car came to a stop and a moment later Pierre opened the door for her. Tara stepped out into the noticeably cooler air. It was dark, with trees blocking out most of the stars where they had stopped, but she could see the main cabin lit up from the inside and out. As she stared at it the front door opened and her aunt came running out, a huge smile on her face.
"Tehrrify, you made it! Oh how I've missed you my darling girl." She gathered her up into a tight hug and kissed the top of her head.
"It's great to see you too aunt Daralis."
"Oh just Dar, please." They stepped out of the embrace and Dar looked Tara up and down. "You haven't changed too much since my last visit. Although, there will be much change this summer if I'm not mistaken." Daralis had been predicting this summer since Tara was thirteen, she really hoped that her aunt was right.
"Come my dear there are some people I want you to meet." Dar took Tara's hand and led her up toward the cabin that seemed to get bigger the closer they got.
Tara was greeted at the door by one of the most beautiful couples she had ever seen. The male looked familiar, though she knew she had never seen him before. He had long, multicolored hair and brilliant amber eyes. His huge body was not dressed in battle gear or robes as she expected but in designer clothes. The blond female tucked under one of his massive arms was equally as beautiful. She extended her hand to Tara and she took it, honored.
"Welcome Tehrrify, daughter of Thrett. I am Cormia and this," she motioned to the beautiful male beside her, "is Phury."
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