The Vampire Hunter's Academy: The Darkness by Delizhia Jenkins Page B
Authors: Delizhia Jenkins
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killed.” Eve began to pace. “Thank God for the sun... we have some time to put together something.” She stopped pacing to reply to the text notification buzz that went off. “I have to go. I will be back in an hour when the sun sets. You two stick together.” Eve nodded at Maya who stared at her best friend, worry written all over her pretty face. “And you Maya…keep an eye on Sanaya. She is going to feel things her body is not ready to handle and even though she will be under heavy guard, you might be the only one capable of talking some sense into her.”
Maya nodded as Eve hurriedly rushed out of the door.
Walking to the cafeteria with three highly armed Guardians would have been a nightmare had it not been for Maya distracting her from the curious glances, and gossipy whispers of their peers. Sanaya spotted Elizabeth in her usual spot; seated smack dab in the middle of the dining hall surrounded by her mindless groupies and her goofball boyfriend, Brent. Sanaya smiled in her direction when their eyes met, fury blazing in Van Helsing’s descendant’s emerald green eyes. Sanaya chuckled as she grabbed a plate, nudging Maya to glance at the table where Elizabeth sat to witness the collective glares from the group of the Academy’s most popular students.
“Girl she is pissed off,” Maya snickered piling her plate with Spaghetti.
“I know. She is so mad the strands of her hair are levitating,” Sanaya whispered.
The three Guardians that escorted them, hung back near the entrance and exit doors, surveying the room.
The two located a table several feet away from where Elizabeth sat, completely disregarding her hard stare.
“I think there is something mentally wrong with her,” Sanaya quipped, taking in a mouthful of spaghetti. “She will not quit staring.”
They ate in companionable silence, Sanaya lost in her thoughts of last night’s action and the end result. The memory of her father coming home as the entity she was destined to hunt darkened her mood. Since her arrival to The Academy, she had not grieved much for either of her parents. Neither of her parents acted like they even wanted to be parents for as long as she could remember. Of course there were glimpses of Patrice acting like a mother, but those moments came far and few between. It was more of an obligation, on Patrice’s part and an inconvenience for Roland. But still, her heart ached at the fact that she did not possess the same luxury other students had: a home to return to during the summer and winter months to celebrate mile stones and holidays. What sobered her reality was the fact that Maya sat across from her and as far as she knew, Yaya is her family.
As she scraped the last of her spaghetti into her mouth, she sensed the presence of someone new enter the building, flanked by two more Guardians. She turned around to see who the new guy happened to be, and the instant her eyes laid on him, there seemed to be a rippling effect in the room. The kid had to be almost six feet tall, his black ripped shirt exposing multiple tattoos trailing the hardened biceps on the even dark tanned skin that called out to every female in the room to touch. Dark eyes scanned the room with scrutiny before concentrating on the task at hand: grabbing a plate. Full lips to match with a broad nose and straight black hair cut to a short carefully gelled hair style indicating his rebellious nature and the competing racial duality which added to his already attractive allure. Sanaya glanced at Maya, who was clearly in the same trance as every other female in the room.
Who is that? Maya mentally drooled, still staring at the obvious new kid on the block.
I don’t know… Sanaya turned to steal a quick look in his direction. But that is six feet of fineness and pure trouble.
I don’t mind trouble … Maya gushed. Where the hell did the Vatican find him?
Sanaya shrugged. I don’t know, but look check it out. She tilted her head in Elizabeth’s
Maya nodded as Eve hurriedly rushed out of the door.
Walking to the cafeteria with three highly armed Guardians would have been a nightmare had it not been for Maya distracting her from the curious glances, and gossipy whispers of their peers. Sanaya spotted Elizabeth in her usual spot; seated smack dab in the middle of the dining hall surrounded by her mindless groupies and her goofball boyfriend, Brent. Sanaya smiled in her direction when their eyes met, fury blazing in Van Helsing’s descendant’s emerald green eyes. Sanaya chuckled as she grabbed a plate, nudging Maya to glance at the table where Elizabeth sat to witness the collective glares from the group of the Academy’s most popular students.
“Girl she is pissed off,” Maya snickered piling her plate with Spaghetti.
“I know. She is so mad the strands of her hair are levitating,” Sanaya whispered.
The three Guardians that escorted them, hung back near the entrance and exit doors, surveying the room.
The two located a table several feet away from where Elizabeth sat, completely disregarding her hard stare.
“I think there is something mentally wrong with her,” Sanaya quipped, taking in a mouthful of spaghetti. “She will not quit staring.”
They ate in companionable silence, Sanaya lost in her thoughts of last night’s action and the end result. The memory of her father coming home as the entity she was destined to hunt darkened her mood. Since her arrival to The Academy, she had not grieved much for either of her parents. Neither of her parents acted like they even wanted to be parents for as long as she could remember. Of course there were glimpses of Patrice acting like a mother, but those moments came far and few between. It was more of an obligation, on Patrice’s part and an inconvenience for Roland. But still, her heart ached at the fact that she did not possess the same luxury other students had: a home to return to during the summer and winter months to celebrate mile stones and holidays. What sobered her reality was the fact that Maya sat across from her and as far as she knew, Yaya is her family.
As she scraped the last of her spaghetti into her mouth, she sensed the presence of someone new enter the building, flanked by two more Guardians. She turned around to see who the new guy happened to be, and the instant her eyes laid on him, there seemed to be a rippling effect in the room. The kid had to be almost six feet tall, his black ripped shirt exposing multiple tattoos trailing the hardened biceps on the even dark tanned skin that called out to every female in the room to touch. Dark eyes scanned the room with scrutiny before concentrating on the task at hand: grabbing a plate. Full lips to match with a broad nose and straight black hair cut to a short carefully gelled hair style indicating his rebellious nature and the competing racial duality which added to his already attractive allure. Sanaya glanced at Maya, who was clearly in the same trance as every other female in the room.
Who is that? Maya mentally drooled, still staring at the obvious new kid on the block.
I don’t know… Sanaya turned to steal a quick look in his direction. But that is six feet of fineness and pure trouble.
I don’t mind trouble … Maya gushed. Where the hell did the Vatican find him?
Sanaya shrugged. I don’t know, but look check it out. She tilted her head in Elizabeth’s
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