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Volume 1.24: I Can't Give You Forever

Type: Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Rating: M
Characters: Cadence, Luca, Mitchell, Rachel, Rudolf
Word Count: 2100
Glossary: 
Warning: nudity, adult situations, language, reader discretion advised


Just one chance
Just one breath
Just in case there's just one left
Cause you know,
You know, you know
That I love you
I have loved you all along...
Far Away-Nickelback
The day of the meteor shower dawned sunny and bright. Cadence wanted to stay indoors though and laze around in her pajamas, but Rachel would have none of it. And since she was living under Rachel's roof she had to follow her friend's rules.

"Come on, Cade, it will be fun, I bet Luca will be there," Rachel bounced up and down the bed and pulled at the covers.
Cadence shut her eyes tightly, wishing she could block out her friend's whining with as much ease. Luca was exactly why she didn't want to go to the beach. She and Rachel had spent the whole night talking about his pissing contest with Mitchell. Rachel was torn, she liked Mitchell, but she loved Luca for her. She thought they'd make a cute couple and she was convinced Luca was her soul mate. Of course Cadence had laughed at her when she said this. She didn't believe in soul mates. That shit only happened in movies, or romance novels. Never in real life. And certainly not in Twinbrook.
"If you don't get up in the next five minutes I'm going to Luca's house and I'll tell him you're pining for him," Rachel tried a different approach and it worked.

"You will do no such thing,"   Cadence jumped out of bed and ran after her, pulling and tugging at her arm.
“Now that I got you out of bed of course I won't. Come on, let's go eat," Rachel murmured.

Cadence jumped on her back and they delightedly ran downstairs.
Both girls were glad to have the kitchen to themselves. Rachel wanted to gossip more about Luca and they couldn't do that in her mom's presence. Cadence on the other hand knew Stella wanted her to work things out with her mom, but she wasn't ready to talk to Sonja just yet.

"So what do you feel like having? Pancakes or an omelet?" Rachel asked as she looked inside the fridge.
But before Cadence could reply, the front door opened and Rudi walked in with Mitchell.

"Forget breakfast, Mitchell's mom packed a picnic basket. I think we should set off early, you know, so we can get the best spot?" Rudi suggested.

Cadence, who hated cooking with a passion and avoided it at all costs, needed no further convincing.

She and Rachel ran upstairs to freshen up and almost an hour later they were ready to leave.
At the beach, they were all shocked to find the place packed already considering it was just after 1pm.
Setting up their picnic spot didn't take long and after much persuasion from her friends Cadence agreed to a game of beach volleyball.
After a while though she grew bored and left the match. She fished out a crime thriller from her bag; she'd been meaning to finish it for ages. A few pages into the book she was snoring peacefully on the blanket despite all the racket and noise, she was a heavy sleeper, and it was something Rachel had always envied about her.
The sun was just setting when she woke up. She didn't know what to think when she opened her eyes and found Mitchell staring at her with a very strange look in his eyes.

"Sleeping beauty is finally awake," he murmured as he dipped his head to kiss her. She quickly averted her head before he could though. She really had to break up with him. For his sake, and her sanity.
"Did I miss it?" she cried as she sat up, she was referring to the meteor shower.

"No, it's about to start though. Come on, I've set up the telescope," Mitchell told her as he pulled her up from the blanket. His hands lingered on her waist as he caressed her cheek.

"Tell the human boy to stop holding you." 
 A shocked gasp rushed from her lips. She looked around her, feeling bewildered suddenly. She could swear she'd heard Luca's voice.

"What's wrong?" Mitchell asked, "You look like you've seen a ghost."
"It's nothing," she shook her head firmly, and tried to move away. But Mitchell's grip tightened around her. This time she wasn't quick enough to avoid his kiss. It was hot and a little sloppy and unexpected. Somehow though she found herself giving in, she closed her eyes and forced herself to forget about Luca, surely she was going crazy, hearing him even when he wasn't around.

"Oh but you are not going crazy, Cadence. And if you care about that boy's wellbeing you'll break things off with him right now. I will not share you with anyone." Luca's voice in her head again.
Her eyes flew open, miraculously she managed to pry herself from Mitchell's hold and she frantically scanned the place, but the throngs of bodies were making it hard for her to locate him. She knew he was there though; he had to be, and close enough for him to see her in Mitchell's arms.
She turned around, searching, looking, shoving people aside. But Luca remained invisible, elusive.

"Get out of my head!” She screamed inwardly. She knew she was reaching, just because she could hear him it didn't mean he could hear her too.

"I can hear you alright. Lose the boy and meet me at Smuggler's Cove in five minutes. Don't make me come and find you." Luca replied.

She knew he meant business. She had to go to him. And if she didn’t and he came to find her it would end badly for Mitchell.
"I have to go Mitchell. Please tell Rachel I've gone home. I'm not feeling well," she lied.

"I'll drive you home," Mitchell, the perfect gentleman, her knight in shining armor, would never let her walk home alone.

"No please, I'll be fine. I'll call you when I get home," she assured him. Without waiting for his response she sprinted off.
The whole time she was running to Smugglers Cove she kept hoping Luca was there, and that she wasn't going crazy. She almost broke down and cried from sheer relief when she saw him, waiting, his dark clothes making him one with the night.

"You came," the malice she'd heard in his voice earlier was gone, he sounded gentle, relieved almost.

"You didn't give me much of a choice," Cadence retorted.
Luca didn't say anything after this. And an unsettling silence wove its way between them as they both stood appraising each other.

His eyes glowed blue in the dark, but they gave away nothing, making it hard for her to figure out what he was thinking.
"I'm thinking about how beautiful you are," Luca answered her thoughts as he slowly approached her.

When he stopped in front of her, Cadence suddenly felt overwhelmed by his sheer presence, but she couldn't move away.
"Why don't you ever listen?"  He growled harshly as he cupped her face and kissed her eyelids. His touch, so cold, set her ablaze. He dipped his dark head, their foreheads touched, their breaths mingled, desire and anticipation made themselves known in their shallow breathing.
"Tell me you don't love him." So gently his mouth grazed hers in the briefest of caresses.

"Kiss me and maybe I'll tell you.” Her hands trembled on his chest as she breathlessly waited for his kiss.
"Tell me," Luca demanded again as he gently tugged on her lower lip. The sensation undid her and she whimpered his name.

"Say it," he ordered her, his mouth hovering so unbearably close to hers. She tried to reach up and put an end to her torment, but he pulled away before she could, throwing his head back, laughing, his fangs glistening in the moonlight.
"I don't love him," she cried at last, giving in to his demands.

As soon as he heard her admission, Luca let out a feral like cry and he reached for her. This time all the playfulness was gone when he finally joined their lips in a molten kiss. Cadence found herself yielding to and welcoming the pressure from his lips as he slowly and seductively pried hers open.
He pulled her closer to him, molding her body firmly to his until she couldn't figure out where she ended, and he began.
Her bikini top came off. His hoodie joined it on the ground and they hungrily explored each other’s bodies.

Gently, Luca laid her down on the sand. When he moved over her and covered her body with his, her lust and yearning took over.  She’d never wanted anyone as badly as she wanted him then, and judging from his arousal pressing against his jeans, taunting her with his hardness and length, Cadence could tell he wanted her just as badly and she would have given herself to him wholeheartedly if he'd asked.

She had no idea how long she lay there under the blanket of stars while Luca awakened every part of her body with his kisses. Being in his arms, with no clothes between them, literally stripped off all their barriers, was the most beautiful feeling in the world.

 And Luca felt the same way too. It had been years since he'd wanted anyone as much as he wanted Cadence.  He was ready to give in, ready to join their bodies and claim her completely when Julian's face flashed in his mind.

"What's wrong?" Cadence asked when she felt him tense up.

Her eyes, heavy with lust, and her musky scent, giving away her excitement, almost unraveled him again. But Luca forced himself to move away from her, it was one of the hardest things he'd ever done.
"Don't you want me?" She asked again as she sat up.

"You know that's not it!" Luca told her as he quickly threw on his clothes. Shock, confusion, sadness, emphasized every movement as Cadence did the same.

In a matter of minutes they were fully clothed again. Cadence retreated back to the rock and stared at him. He in turn suddenly found the black waves fascinating.

"I'm confused, you order me out here, you start making loving to me and then you close up? What's going on? Did I do something wrong?" She asked after some time.

"No, you did nothing wrong," Luca shrugged. He still couldn't meet her eyes, and that just pissed her off.
"You know what, fuck you, Luca. I'm going home. And don't come after me until you know what you want," Cadence jumped from the rock and started down the narrow path leading to the main beach.

Luca got out of his state of inertia then and ran after her. "I know what I want."

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" Cadence demanded.
"It's you. I want you," he kissed her hard; almost as if to prove to her he was telling the truth.

"For how long?" she asked him when they pulled apart.
Her question caught him off guard, but he couldn't lie to her. “A month."

Cadence fell silent, processing his answer, wishing he could take it back somehow.

"Well a month is not enough for me," she told him sadly.

"What do you want from me Cadence? I can't stay in Twinbrook once Julian's out," he cried harshly.
"You say it like you know I'll give in. I haven't decided if I'll help you or not," Cade hissed at him.

"You will. When the time comes," he said it with such certainty, Cadence almost believed him. But then she remembered why they were fighting, and her anger made itself known again.
"I won't give in, Luca. But I want to be with you. I know it's silly and maybe you think I'm crazy but I want more than a month with you. I want forever. So what's it going to be?"  She looked at him, her eyes shining with expectation and hope.
"I can't." In two words he broke her heart, doing the one thing no other guy had ever managed to do in the past.

"I can't give you forever, Cadence, it's complicated. The clan…Your coven." He tried to explain but she brushed him off.
"I heard you the first time. Loud and clear. I won’t accept a month and you can't give me what I want. I guess this is it then. I don't ever want to see you again." With that Cadence ran down the path, and didn't stop even when he called her back, even when her legs began to complain and she wanted to just fall to the ground and cry, even when her heart shattered and broke in a million pieces around her...

Volume 1.23: Let Her Go

Type: Series
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Rating: M
Characters: Cadence, Emme, Luca, Mitchell, Willow
Word Count: 2211
Glossary: 
Warning: language, mention of questionable substances


I really want you to really want me, but I really don't know if you can do that
I know you want to know what's right but I know it's so hard for you to do that
And times running out as often it does, and often dictates that you can't do that
But fate can't break this feeling inside that's burning up through my veins
I Really Want You-James Blunt
"There you are, I was starting to think you were cutting school again," Emme gave Cadence a big smile when she walked into class the next morning. And it didn't take Cadence long to figure out why her dance instructor was as excited as a teenager high on space cookies.
There were three serious looking suits, two males and one female, sitting right at the front of the class, appraising one of her classmates as she went through her modern dance choreography.
They looked fierce and ruthless with their cynical smiles as they typed something on the Tablets glued to their laps. From their expensive, stylish clothes Cadence could tell they were not from Twinbrook, no one dressed to the nines around here, not unless it was for a funeral or a wedding.
Emme confirmed her suspicions about the unfamiliar faces, "They are from Bridgeport Dance Company and they are looking for the next big thing. Cade, you have what it takes! That one in the middle, his name is Thorne; he’s the one you really have to impress!"

"But Emme, we've talked about this, I don't want to be famous. Besides, I can't leave mom," Cadence shot her a wary look.
"They are just here to observe, that's all. If they like what they see, we'll take it from there. I'd hate to see your talent go to waste, with your brilliance the world can be your stage. It's yours for the taking-" Emme carried on and on with her speech, and Cadence zoned out after some time.
Before Luca came along, dancing was all she'd ever wanted. But now…Now she wasn't so sure. She wasn't sure about a lot of things too, like her place in the coven. Her once simple life had grown complicated overnight, and she felt like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. In a way she was, Julian's life depended on her. But the fate of her coven rested in her hands too.
She was torn in so many directions, and the last thing she wanted to do was to dance. But the excitement and eagerness in Emme's eyes, the hope she saw shimmering in those green depths decided for her and she found herself making her way to the changing room. She quickly stripped down to her leotard and did a series of warm up stretches on the floor.
Ten minutes later Emme came to find her and Cadence reluctantly took her place in front of the mirrors and impatient eyes, amidst the frustrated sighs and the annoyed egos of the suits.

She paused for some time, taking long breaths, trying to steady her rapid heartbeat. She really wasn't prepared to wow the suits from Bridgeport, mentally or physically; her fight with Sonja last night had drained her emotionally.
"Ms Youngblood, take your time, we have the whole day," Thorne, the one she had to impress, sighed sarcastically.
Cadence just smiled sheepishly at him before turning on the stereo. She was surprised that Emme had chosen music from Sleeping Beauty, it wasn't her strongest routine. And to prove it, not even five minutes into her performance, she made a total mess of things as she fumbled through her steps and jumps, at one point she fell flat on her face, much to the amusement of her classmates.
"Is that all you have?" Thorne yelled at her from his seat. His two companions shook their heads disapprovingly, they didn't have to say anything, the look in their eyes said it all. They thought she was a joke, a waste of time.
Hot tears burned her eyes and she wanted to cry, but she wouldn't, not here, not in this room full of people waiting to see her fail.

"No sir," she replied, staring at the floor.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite catch that," Thorne left his chair and approached her.

He dragged her up from the floor, spun her around in a series of Latin dance swirls. He did this a few times, tipping her backwards and throwing her in the air. Cadence got into a comfortable rhythm. Her movements grew bolder and confident with each step. But just when she thought she'd figured him out he quickly sprung back, leaving her stunned and suspended in the air, a loud thud echoed around the room as she fell on the floor in a clumsy heap.
"You don't have what it takes to dance for me. You've wasted my time," Thorne spat at her before he turned to his colleagues.

"Piss off, I didn’t ask you to come here!" Cadence cussed after him, shocking everyone in the room.
Emme shook her head at her, silently admonishing her for her outburst. But Cadence refused to feel bad, she refused to apologize too to the suits, she'd warned Emme, told her she wasn't looking for fame.
Without a care in the world, she flicked through the stereo until she found the track she was looking for, a composition from A Midsummer’s Night’s Dream.
She always tried not to dance when she was angry. Music and anger didn't go hand in hand in her book, but today, after the night she'd had with Sonja and the scout rebuking her in front of everyone, she couldn't keep her rage from sneaking into her performance as Titania, the queen of Faeries.
And it was that fire that had everyone spellbound for a little over forty minutes as she spun around the room, leapt and twirled in the air, and landed on her feet in a series of perfect fouttes.
Every one of her movements was like poetry and the talent scouts, ready to peg Twinbrook as a waste of time, were awestruck by the sheer beauty of her act.
When the music stopped Cadence picked up her bag from the floor and headed to the changing room, leaving everyone in the room stunned and breathless.
She was surprised to find Luca waiting for her outside. Mitchell was there too.  Both were the last people she wanted to see then, and she couldn't decide who to deal with first.
Mitchell took the decision out her hands when he swiftly walked over to her and pulled her in for a kiss, shocking her out of her numb state.
"I packed a picnic basket, I hope you’re hungry,” Mitchell smiled as he released her from his strong grasp and led her to his car.
From the side mirror Cadence could see Luca was hot on their trail.  He overtook them and blocked the road.

"What the fuck-" Mitchell cussed as he jumped out of the car, ready to have it out with the crazy driver.

Cadence ran after him, and propped herself between the two men.
"I thought I told you to end it with him," Luca snarled at her, all the while eyeballing Mitchell over her shoulder.

"Luca, not now, please," Cadence begged him not to cause a scene, but the angry flames in his eyes reminded her that he'd given her plenty of time to do as he'd asked, and she'd blatantly disregarded his requests, she'd had enough time to end it with Mitchell while he was away and she hadn't.
"What is he talking about? Cade, who is this guy?" Mitchell asked, his confused gaze alternating between Luca and her.

"I'm the guy whose plans you don't want to mess with! Cadence, you have until tonight!" With that Luca got in his truck, leaving a cloud of dust and dead leaves in his wake as he drove off.
"Who was that?" Mitchell asked. They were back on the road, still headed to the beach it seemed, much to Cadence's dismay.

"Nobody," she mumbled as she played with her hands in her lap. She couldn't meet his eyes. Lying, like Sleeping Beauty, was never her strongest point.

"Okay, so what the hell did he mean about you ending things with me? Is he your boyfriend? Are you in love with him? Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?" Mitchell's questions came at her faster than the speed of light.

"No. He's not my boyfriend. He just needs my help, and he's worried that you'll be a distraction. It's important to him that I help him, but I haven't decided if I will, and he seems to think you are the reason I can't decide," Cadence explained sadly. A lot of it was true; in fact all of it was true.

"Help with what?" Mitchell asked, he stared at her for a long time, and Cadence could tell that he was struggling to believe her.

"An art project he's working on,” she replied vaguely and Mitchell relaxed a little after this.
The rest of the afternoon was a blur for Cadence. She didn't remember half the things they talked about as they ate their greasy burgers and washed them down with sodas.
And later, when they took a walk on the beach, a small voice in her head kept screaming at her to break things off with Mitchell, for his sake. She knew for sure now that Luca wasn’t joking when he said he’d kill him; the enraged look in his eyes when he confronted them had scared the shit out of her.

But when Mitchell gazed at her, and his gentle smile slowly eased into his pale green eyes, she didn't have the guts to break his heart, not right now, not today at least.
"Are you okay?" Mitchell asked. It was almost as if he was in her head, reading her troubled thoughts.

"I'm fine," Cadence told her second lie for the day. She wasn't fine. She was far from being fine.
They walked in silence, occasionally Mitchell would stop to pick up sea shells or a pebble he thought she might like.  And to be honest, she did like his silly gifts, liked the fact that he was so easy to be with too, he was simple, uncomplicated, and zero passion. He was safe. And safe was boring. But boring wasn't necessarily a bad thing...
Deep in the bayou, Luca was in the dining room trying to cool off his rage with another bottle of synthetic blood, his fifth since he came back.

He'd never met anyone as stubborn as Cadence and for the life of him he couldn't understand why she couldn't follow simple orders, why she hadn't broken things off with the Kingston boy.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Willow asked from behind him.

Luca glanced at her briefly before he shook his head no.

He fumed anew when he remembered how the Kingston boy had kissed Cadence right in front of him. If it wasn't for the obnoxious students milling around the parking lot he would have killed the boy on the spot.
"It's Cadence isn't it?" Willow persisted with her questions. She resumed her place on the cauldron and began brewing some magical potion. Within seconds a weird smell permeated the air and Luca couldn’t stand it, he moved to the window to get some air.
"Why doesn't she listen?" Luca growled. It was a rhetorical question, he wasn't really expecting an answer, but Willow thought otherwise.

"About?" She asked.

"I told her to end things with the Kingston boy, and she didn't," he replied.
"Did you tell her or ask her? And did you explain to her why you don't want her to see the boy?"

"No!"

"There's your answer then. Some women don't like being bossed around, Luca. Asking nicely sometimes works wonders," Willow explained with a smile.

"But-"

"I know. You’ve never had to ask for anything from anyone, you're used to calling the shots. But this is Cadence; your rules don't apply to her. And you may want to explain to her why you want her to stop seeing the boy.” She added before she gently nudged him away from her grimoire; she wanted to check what other magical reagents she needed for the potion.
"I can't tell her. It's hopeless. In a month I'll be heading back to Hidden Springs, and she'll never leave her coven for me, I can’t ask her to make that sacrifice. It wouldn’t be fair on her.  I don’t want to start something now only to break her heart in a few weeks." Luca explained his fears. He'd stopped denying his feelings for Cadence in Egypt. He was in love with her. He wanted her, every part of her; he wanted to be with her. If only they weren't the people they were, if only they weren't fighting for different causes.
"You are breaking her heart right now, sending her mixed messages, kissing her and telling her to stop seeing the boy, yet you don't tell her why. Can you imagine how confused she is? She has no idea what's real and what's not, even if she does want to believe whatever you feed her through your blood bond she can't because she needs to hear you say it, she needs to hear you admit your feelings for her."

"But I can't. I told you why," Luca reminded her.

"Then my advice is let her go, and stay on course," Willow told him firmly before she left the room…

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Thank you Karima for my b-day pressie. I love it, and the Tablet from the set sure came in handy for this chapter.