Keep an eye on her

Visha got back home and started to tend to her mothers garden after preparing dinner. She knows her mother will be back late. Her mother has sacrificed a lot to bring her up all by herself. Its not easy being a single mother. She has seen since childhood, her mother worked really hard to support her, and how she never thought of ever getting married again just so she could keep Visha happy. Visha never knew her father, she has seen his shrine ever since she can remember. Visha was turning the soil when the doorbell rang. She got up in a hurry and didn't notice her palm getting scratched by a the rose plant. She hissed in pain as blood trickled down her finger. She ignored it and went to open the door for her mother. She saw her mother struggling to take out grocery bags from the car and went to help out. Her mother noticed a blood stain on the bag and then saw the wound on her palm. She grew restless and frantically rushed in to get the first aid. She tended to the wound in a rush and let out a sigh of relief.

"Where was your mind wandering to? Pay attention." she scolded Visha. To which the daughter smiled adorably at her over protective mother.

Payal couldn't help but sigh as she patted the girls head as her smile warmed her heart. Her girl was far too precious, even if she doesn't know.

***

The man came out of the shadows into the moonlight revealing his toned torso. He took a long breath and sighed in pleasure. So strong. He thought. So much power.

A servant opened the door and bowed, "Master Yash, you called?"

He smiled as he breathed in this smell. This smell was intoxicating, powerful and drew him closer with each breath. He was growing restless. It was bewitching.

"The smell of strong blood is in the air." he breathed it in again. As if it was luring him in. He wants it. "Find it." he ordered. Yash could barely hold it in.

"Yes Master" the servant bowed again before leaving. Yash looked out the window with lights illuminating the whole city. Humans are so desperate for light. So much that they grasp it even in the darkness of the night. Do they not know that the night is supposed to be filled with darkness. To be ruled by it. To be ruled by HIM! He scoffed.

***

"Priya, are you sure we should do this? I don't understand why we have to do this to her." a girl complained. Priya turned back and her anger was visible enough in her eyes, "What do you mean why? Didn't you see how Vikram looked at her? I came here to be with him. I have loved him for the last four years. She can't just walk in and destroy everything." she yelled. The girl fell quiet and knew that Priya couldn't be reasoned with. She felt bad for Visha. She didn't do anything. And not just Vikram but every guy looked at her the same way. But Priya wouldn't care about that.

"That b*tch, does she think she can steal him away from me. On her very first day here, in her dreams. Just wait and see." as she photoshopped the pictures of Visha she took today.

***

"So how was the first day?" Mother asked.

"It was much better than I thought. I met this girl Priya, she helped me make more friends. And now I'm the most popular freshman." Visha said excitedly. Mother smiled at her response. She loves to see Visha so excited and happy.

"Also there were these weird sophomores, everyone is afraid of them. I don't understand why though. But I don't like them." Visha shrugged her shoulders as she continued to eat.

"Just don't attract any trouble" she warned and Visha nodded. Both mother and daughter had their dinner and chatted for hours before they got tired and slept.

***

It was already past midnight when Dhira picked up Shivam in her car and drove off. Shivam was quiet all the way. He knew Dhira was not in a mood to talk. There are times he is afraid of Dhira because unlike others from the coven, Dhira was not impulsive. She was like a sleeping tiger always calm but not someone to be messed with. Soon Dhira stopped the car at the entrance of the estate as she waited for the door to open. As soon as it did, she stepped on the accelerator and swept past the woods straight to the mansion. They both got out and entered the main hall, everyone was quite surprised to see them back but greeted them with a smile anyway. Dhira ignored their advances to suck upto her and walked straight to a woman in a red long dress. "Srisha, where is he?" Srisha turned to her and smiled, she knows how impatient Dhira is when she wants to see her mentor. She pointed to the stairs, Dhira immediately turned and stormed upstairs. She flung open the study room and the man sitting on the desk looked up. He was in his forties wearing reading glasses. He could already see that Dhira was restless. So he closed the book in front of him and gestured Dhira to come in. She walked in and sat on the opposite chair.

"Sir, something happened today at college. I need to know about it." he nodded and gestured Dhira to continue. "There is a freshman who is unaffected by us. She stared back at me and I felt her gaze pierce right through me. I didn't sense any power from her. I'm extremely confused." Dhira furrowed her brows as she finished. This made the old man's eyes widen as well. He thought for a possible explanation for a few seconds, "No other covens have notified of a member entering our territory. She couldn't be one of us. Maybe she has practiced on her own." he shrugged his shoulders. "Whatever the case keep an eye on her. Who knows what she is?" At this Dhira nodded and finally calmed down. She finally had an explanation. But was it really the case, she seemed more powerful than someone who just practiced on their own.

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