can't hear you. I've blocked him out. My sister’s pyramid is the Pyramid of the Moon, over there,” he pointed down the lane to the second largest structure.
“ What?” I almost didn't catch it. “Did you say you blocked out Thor from my mind?”
“ Yes, and my Father’s pyramid was in a great enclosure there,” he pointed in the other direction and I saw the small pyramid from his memories. “We lived in the palaces surrounding it.”
“ How the hell did you do that?” I watched as he tore his attention away from the pyramid to look at me.
“ Quite easily, the palaces were very large and beautiful.”
“ No, damn you, I meant blocking out Thor.”
“ Nevermind that leather-wearing lout, you need to pay attention, Vervain. I'm telling you about my family,” he took my hand. “I wanted you to see my birthplace. I thought maybe if you could see it, if you could feel what was once here, then maybe you could understand why I am what I am.”
He looked so sincere, I almost believed him but how could I let anything he said to me sway me after learning the truth about his actions from Aphrodite? Maybe he did love me but it was a twisted, self-serving love and that wasn’t the kind of love I wanted.
I wasn’t wise enough in the ways of the heart to know for certain that my idea of love was the only true way to love someone. In fact, the only thing about love I did know for certain was that I’d never know all the forms it could take. Just because I held the love magic now, didn't make me an expert.
So I couldn’t denounce Blue’s love for me as being so different from the ideal that it wasn’t love at all. Who was I to say how he felt? I could however, say with absolute conviction that it wasn’t the version I wanted in my life. Not to mention, he was acting like a complete psycho.
“I do understand you,” I stared up into the blood pools of his eyes. They were almost beautiful, surrounded by that thick fall of sleek, black hair. “It doesn’t mean I can accept you. I hate what happened to you and I believe you were justified in killing your brothers, but what it’s made you is monstrous. All I want to do is heal your hurt, take away the pain, and reveal the man you were but I can’t do that now.”
“ Why?” He took me by the arms and pulled me against him. “Why won’t you love me?”
“ You make it impossible.”
His face fell into cold, hard lines and he dropped one of my arms but kept his hold on the other, to pull me behind him as he walked down the Avenue of the Dead. I could feel his anger start to heat his skin and I knew if he got too hot, he’d burn me. The thought of death reminded me that it wasn't just myself I had to think about anymore. If I went down, I was taking Trevor with me.
Trevor! What had he said about calling him? Just say his name into the wind or something like that. Did he mean it literally or was that just pretty werewolf poetry?
“ Trevor,” I whispered over my shoulder, as I hoped for a miracle. “I need you!”
Blue pulled me along towards his father’s temple and his memory flared through me with a sudden, shocking burst. I saw the bodies of his brothers piled at the pyramid’s base. I saw the blood everywhere, malicious strokes over the walls and floors. He had drenched the temple in blood as he consumed them, and it had poured in rivers down the stairs. The human body held a lot of blood, I knew that, I just hadn't been confronted with such graphic evidence before.
I closed my eyes and swallowed the scream that threatened to rise. Never let them see you sweat. Just breathe, calm breaths, in and out. While I continued to do my breathing exercises, he continued to drag me up the stairs to his father’s temple. We reached the top but the temple itself had long ago fallen away to dust. The stones were clean, the bloodstains gone. Nothing was left to testify to the horrendous massacre he had wrought.
He dropped my arm and paced the open space,
“ What?” I almost didn't catch it. “Did you say you blocked out Thor from my mind?”
“ Yes, and my Father’s pyramid was in a great enclosure there,” he pointed in the other direction and I saw the small pyramid from his memories. “We lived in the palaces surrounding it.”
“ How the hell did you do that?” I watched as he tore his attention away from the pyramid to look at me.
“ Quite easily, the palaces were very large and beautiful.”
“ No, damn you, I meant blocking out Thor.”
“ Nevermind that leather-wearing lout, you need to pay attention, Vervain. I'm telling you about my family,” he took my hand. “I wanted you to see my birthplace. I thought maybe if you could see it, if you could feel what was once here, then maybe you could understand why I am what I am.”
He looked so sincere, I almost believed him but how could I let anything he said to me sway me after learning the truth about his actions from Aphrodite? Maybe he did love me but it was a twisted, self-serving love and that wasn’t the kind of love I wanted.
I wasn’t wise enough in the ways of the heart to know for certain that my idea of love was the only true way to love someone. In fact, the only thing about love I did know for certain was that I’d never know all the forms it could take. Just because I held the love magic now, didn't make me an expert.
So I couldn’t denounce Blue’s love for me as being so different from the ideal that it wasn’t love at all. Who was I to say how he felt? I could however, say with absolute conviction that it wasn’t the version I wanted in my life. Not to mention, he was acting like a complete psycho.
“I do understand you,” I stared up into the blood pools of his eyes. They were almost beautiful, surrounded by that thick fall of sleek, black hair. “It doesn’t mean I can accept you. I hate what happened to you and I believe you were justified in killing your brothers, but what it’s made you is monstrous. All I want to do is heal your hurt, take away the pain, and reveal the man you were but I can’t do that now.”
“ Why?” He took me by the arms and pulled me against him. “Why won’t you love me?”
“ You make it impossible.”
His face fell into cold, hard lines and he dropped one of my arms but kept his hold on the other, to pull me behind him as he walked down the Avenue of the Dead. I could feel his anger start to heat his skin and I knew if he got too hot, he’d burn me. The thought of death reminded me that it wasn't just myself I had to think about anymore. If I went down, I was taking Trevor with me.
Trevor! What had he said about calling him? Just say his name into the wind or something like that. Did he mean it literally or was that just pretty werewolf poetry?
“ Trevor,” I whispered over my shoulder, as I hoped for a miracle. “I need you!”
Blue pulled me along towards his father’s temple and his memory flared through me with a sudden, shocking burst. I saw the bodies of his brothers piled at the pyramid’s base. I saw the blood everywhere, malicious strokes over the walls and floors. He had drenched the temple in blood as he consumed them, and it had poured in rivers down the stairs. The human body held a lot of blood, I knew that, I just hadn't been confronted with such graphic evidence before.
I closed my eyes and swallowed the scream that threatened to rise. Never let them see you sweat. Just breathe, calm breaths, in and out. While I continued to do my breathing exercises, he continued to drag me up the stairs to his father’s temple. We reached the top but the temple itself had long ago fallen away to dust. The stones were clean, the bloodstains gone. Nothing was left to testify to the horrendous massacre he had wrought.
He dropped my arm and paced the open space,
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