It was well into the morning of the next day when the rays of light struggling through the blinds began to rest on his face, Elijah's eyes stirred open. He blinked twice, staring directly at the ceiling. It took him a few seconds for his brain to reboot. When it did, the events of the previous day began settling in. " Today's a new day Elijah." He yawned, getting out of bed.He grabbed his phone to check for the time. His eyes squinted when it came to rest on what would be considered disastrously late by his standards. The fact he had slept that long, and that well in the first place was very suspicious. On reflex, his hands touched his face. They didn't hurt anymore. He looked into his phone screen to see how they looked, but he could barely see his face. The moment turned around to check the mirror, his eyes landed on something dark, shiny, and extremely fluffy staring into his eyes with the most golden brown eyes. "What the hell?" He shuddered, swaying a bit."Hi." Snow waved
"How do you do it?" Tobias suddenly asked, drawing his attention away from her face."Do what?" He asked."Not get angry."Elijah scoffed. "Who said I don't?""But you always manage to keep your composure. How?"He understood where Tobias was coming from but last night alone had put this subject to be. He had been angry alright. So mad he almost turned his car back just to make certain he finished off the three guys that attacked him. Especially the guy that managed a punch in. But anger was the most pointless emotion to act on. It only ever ended up complicating things. "I guess being a god comes with it's perks." He joked instead.Tobias laughed. "A god who runs away from his powers. Quote the one."Elijah chuckled. "Okay, your turn now.""My turn?" His brow furrowed. "For what?""Why did you stay?""Why did I stay?" He repeated over again, until it finally clicked. "Oh you mean why I came back to find you?" "Yeah. You were almost caught in the fire to. Your loyalty to
Winnie Carter decided to work from home for the day. Her grandfather was in one of those moods, and she was the only one he could stand during these episodes. Also, ever since she moved him into a different mansion after the near-death scare from being poisoned, she was the only one in the family allowed close to him. No one else knew where he was. She had decided it was best that way until at least she found out who the culprit was.But as Winnie typed furiously on her system, her mind was not at ease. She hadn't expected Elijah to call her, considering how the other night had ended, still, she felt ignored. She thought after a few days to himself, he would come around. But as it turned out, she had never been more wrong. It was radio silence from his end. No texts, or calls. She had played with the idea of calling him, but she wanted to preserve her pride too. That's why she had been left with no choice but to send John to seek him out. Even if he wasn't talking to her, she just n
The gate to the warehouse glided down as Elijah stepped out, and walked to his car. He was about to open the door when his phone rang. Retrieving the phone from his pockets, he answered without checking who was calling. "Hello?"There was silence at the other end of the line for a couple of seconds. He was about to check the ID, when he heard her voice. "Hey."Again, Elijah felt his an uncomfortable thump in his heart. The same way it had been when he saw her picture earlier. He didn't,no couldn't get into what that meant now. If she was calling him after the other night, there was an issue. "Hey, Winnie. What's up?" She sighed in relief. "You answered.""You called." "I know. Just didn't expect you to answer.""Is there a reason you called me?" He asked, impatiently.She wanted to tell him she had missed hearing his voice. Not like he ever spoke much words, but she had missed it still. Instead, she chose her pride once again. "It's not for my sake, but my grandad.""Why?" H
FLASHBACKThere was nothing Rhonda Anderson hated more than science. Not because she didn't appreciate the complexity of the subject. Heck, it was because she knew its complexity, that was why she hated it. For her, business was much more in her lane. She breathed numbers when it came to closing deals. There was nothing better than the tight gripping handshake that followed a closed deal. So when her grandfather insisted on this precious night, she rode with him to the Crawford laboratory, she was a bit hesitant.However, she knew she couldn't say no. If she was going to remain in the race to inherit his company, she had to kiss his ass until he was no more. She loved the man greatly, but even she could admit he was a twisted, manipulative man. It had helped in solidifying his business as one of the biggest in the City, so who was she to complain?Evening came, and she was ushered to her grandfather's car by one of the guards. He was already seated at the other end when she came
Elijah opened his eyes to an empty, dark room. A sudden wave of dizziness hit him, as he tried to sit up. He grabbed his head, which felt like it was about to split open. He laid still for a while, waiting for the strange reactions to leave. Finally, he felt strengthened enough to try again. This time, he successfully sat up.As he did, he felt a heaviness on his hands. He turned, and squinted. Realizing the source of the discomfort was the drip he was receiving, he ripped it off, feeling free again. "Where the hell am I?" He tested his voice to see if he could actually speak.It echoed through the room. The beeping sound from the monitor was another annoying sound. He walked around the room, searching for a light source. Finally he found one, and flicked the lights on. He blinked so his eyes could adjust to brightness. Looking around, his thoughts were justified. But why was he here?He heard foots shuffling from afar, and walked back to the bed. Just as he sat down, the door pull
Elijah was brought back to reality by the rattling sound coming from the window of the car. He opened his eyes, and instantly felt the rush of a gentle breeze. Every time these flashbacks occurred, he ended up feeling a strange kind of weakness. This time wasn't any different. However, he already had plans for tonight, and nothing was going to stop it. With a determined look on his tired face, he dragged himself out of the car and headed straight into the house. Every step he took felt more difficult than the last, but the plan was simple. No matter what happened tonight, he needed to get Williams Carter on his side. That was his easiest ticket to the executives. He pushed the door to his room open, and the first thing he saw was Snow, staring at him with wagging tails. "Bloody hell," He muttered, too tired to get into an argument. "I thought you had left." He shut the door behind him and went straight to his closet. "You don't seem mad at least," Snow said. "I have more importan
"Welcome to my home, young man." William Carter said, rising to his feet."Please sit down sir." Elijah hurried over to the table."After you." Williams pointed at the empty chair opposite his granddaughter.With William at the head of the table, Elijah, and Winnie were both by his sides. Elijah sat, really liking this view. He could sneak a peek at Winnie because God knows he couldn't take his eyes off her."You were a bit late though," Williams said, finally sitting again."My apologies sir. There was a little hold back." He explained."Hope everything was sorted, or do you need help?" "Grandpa," Winnie warned gently."Thanks for offering, but I sorted everything out already." Elijah smiled.Her heart lurched against her chest. He never smiled this comfortably with her. She was grateful for the presence of her grandad because she was certain to see a more eased side of Elijah."Good." The old man nodded.The food arrived and was quickly served. "Enjoy your meal." The che