Chapter 24: Chapter twenty-four- Unwanted

One month later.

Adira Skylar's Pov:

Everything was going well. I was more close with Lancelot now. But We weren't dating. I still didn't accept his confession about him being my soulmate. Even though I was not accepting, my body reacted otherwise. My hair was completely maroon now. A dark shade of maroon. I wanted to stay with Lancelot more than often. Whenever he wasn't near me, I felt empty. I craved his attention and affection. He was more touchy than usual too. I still didn't have the mark yet on my body which proved him to be my soulmate. For some reason I wanted it to be there.

Valentino, Lancelot, Oscar, and Mathew were now really close with each other. Those three accepted the fact of Lancelot being a werewolf very well. Too much well, they would become very happy whenever Lancelot would turn into a wolf to impress them. They were like children.

I became close with Valentino. We would still bicker but we were nice to each other. Mathew and I were on good terms now. We were close than ever now. And I liked that. Emily, me, and Mathew were again the three best buddies. With the other three, We were now six closest buddies.

Everyone would come over to my house often. Staying over at my place was a part of their routine. Lancelot was staying at my place for a while now without even taking my permission. Not that I didn't like it, I loved staying with him. I didn't feel lonely anymore with the others staying by my side.

Everything was going so well. Too well.

Remember the man who kept staring at me the whole time at the cafe one day, he came every day to the cafe and stayed until late. The whole time he would stare at me and have different things. He was a creep. Emily felt like that too. Even though she would always make weird comments about me and that creep dude, she admitted he was a creep. One day, Valentino also told me about that guy. He thought he was a stalker.

So, I mustered up and went to him."Oh, I was wondering when you would come to me ." He said looking at me. His eyes looked cold. I felt scared for some reason.

"If you wanted to something, you can just come up to that counter sir," I said trying not to be rude.

"But I wanted you to come to me."

"What may I help you with?"

"Take a seat. I have a lot to tell."

Hesitantly, I took the seat. He smiled at me. It made me more uncomfortable. I didn't smile back.

"I have been watching you for some time now."

"Yeah couldn't help but notice," I remarked sarcastically. Me and my mouth. I slapped myself mentally. That man chuckled.

"I am Snow Willson. Nice to meet you, Adira Skylar."

"I don't remember telling you my name, Mr.Snow Willson."

" There is your name. I can read it from here." He said pointing at my chest. Oh, There was my name card. He even looked at my chest. Me being uneasy was now reached at an alarming rate.

"Lancelot Carter is living with you, right?"

The question surprised me. How did he know? I didn't say anything and waited for his next sentence.

"Hand him to me. He is not a safe thing to stay with." He stated. I felt the coldness in his voice. "I am no one to hand him over. And I think I feel safer with him than I have been feeling with you since talking with you." I told him maintaining eye contact. His eyes looked too cold. Gray, dark and dangerous.

He chuckled. " Trust me Adira. I will tell you about your parent's murderers if you hand him over."

I blinked. How did he know that my parents were dead? How did he know about my parent's murderer? Uneasy, I looked at the counter. Valentino was looking at me. He mouthed me if I was okay. I didn't say anything. I looked back at the man called Snow Willson.

"How do you know?"

"So, are you handing him over?"

"How do you know?"

"I will take that as a yes."

"I ASKED HOW DO YOU KNOW? HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT MY PARENTS ARE DEAD? HOW DO YOU KNOW THEIR MURDERERS? TELL ME." I yelled at him. Other people seemed to be surprised due to outbursts. Tears escaped my eyes.

"Adira, calm down. What's wrong? Come with me. There are customers here. Baby, please come with me." Emily said coming to me. She held me and pulled me to get up. I didn't move an inch. I looked at the person in front of me. "Let go. I'm fine." I stated coldly. Emily stood there by my side not leaving.

He just sat there smirking without saying anything. He kept quiet and kept sipping his coffee maintaining eye contact with me.

"TELL ME YOU JERK!"I yelled at him again.

"What the hell did you just call me?"

"You heard it Jerk."

"And you don't want to take the risk to say it again," he stated with no emotions. I was scared. But I need to know the truth.

"I will take the risk, Jerk."

Suddenly, the room went too cold. Winds blew by too fast making everything fall. The customers exclaimed due to the cold wind. He stated coldly, " Do not call me that." I looked at him in disbelief. What was he? I didn't say anything after that.

"Good girl. Now hand him over. Or you will see worse."

"I told you I am not someone to hand him over."

"Even if you can know about your parent's died?"

"Lancelot is my friend. I won't ditch my friend because of my helplessness ." I told him. I wanted to know about my parent's death. But not by handing Lancelot over. He meant more than a friend to me. He was a part of me now.

"What a good friend you are!" He exclaimed clapping. He stopped and came closer to me standing up. He got down to meet my level.

"Then watch me take him and your dear friends away from you, Darling." He whispered in my ear. Shivers ran down my spine. He stood up straightening his posture. Then he just left.

I was scared. I broke down. Emily hugged me. "Hey, it's okay. Nothing will happen to Lancelot. We all are here. Don't cry, baby." She said softly hugging me.

Valentino came running to me."Hey, why are you crying? I am gonna kill that bastard! Who is he to make you cry? Please don't cry, sweetie." He said holding my hand. I held his hand tighter and kept crying.

God, please don't take them away from me.

After finishing our work at the cafe, Valentino and Emily decided to drop me off at my house. They were worried about me after I told them about my conversation with Snow Wilson.

We reached in front of my house. They didn't get in since it was already late and we had classes in the morning. They told me to lock my door and windows tight before going away. I turned towards my door. Something was not right. I felt uneasy. Lancelot would always come and stand on the door whenever he felt my presence. Why wasn't he here today?

I stepped in through the door and stopped cold. My home was quiet shambles. Ransacked. Just like the day my parents died. Lancelot. Lancelot, where was he?

I felt someone's presence behind me. Fearing, I asked, "Who's it?"

"Just me."

It was Lancelot. I sighed with recognition and relief.

"Wow, look the way you have redecorated!" He remarked laughing.