Storm's Emotions(Storm's Point of View)

I widen my eyes and arrange my expression into the most innocent look possible.

"What? Um no," I answer, avoiding his eyes and running a nervous hand through my curls.

He looks like he's about to start an inquisition right there in the pawn shop with its owner lying dead behind the counter and the frozen abomination just a few feet away, but thankfully we hear footsteps that announce the presence of Aris and the inter-council reps.

Happy for the reprieve, I rush to the door to usher them in, ignoring Kai's "This isn't over" look.

Aris enters with two other people, a man and a woman, both of them middle-aged with short dark hair, although the woman's hair is a little longer and wavy. She also looks younger than the man.

Aris introduces us, and Makai and I shake hands with them. The woman is Jen and the man is called Mars.