SWNOVELS Chapter SEBASTIAN - She Likes Cats, Be a Cat
WaterRose, Meadow Mountain, Grier Country
SEBASTIAN
Sebastian stood atop the steps, staring down. Deciding.
He heard Teverius’ voice in his mind. As he had for several weeks. ‘If the girl has a weakness for cats and you have a weakness for she…Perhaps were you a kitty you’d have more opportunities to be close to her…’
Nothing else has worked…He shrugged.
Hesitating only a moment, he took the first step and his feet turned to smooth black paws as he quietly strode down. Relieved to find his pain lessened as he switched shapes. His body automatically healing what was damaged every time he changed form.
He rounded the doorway and his suspicions were confirmed.
There was his chair, high backed with ornate gilded trim and rich red and gold embroidery, wrapping around her like a hug.
Can she smell my scent when she sits there? He wondered. He always caught her aroma when he slumped into the plush cushions. A lovely floral scent, making it very hard to concentrate when he came here.
Dancing firelight played over her porcelain face making her eyes very dark in contrast. Though he could not feel the heat, he enjoyed the bliss on her face as she savored it. But despite her relaxed pose, elbow on the table and cheek resting on a small fist, he heard her rapid breathing and the slight speeding of her heart indicating whatever she considered now bothered her.
He debated entering her mind but thought better, deciding she’d earned enough trust to warrant her that small modicum of privacy. But he still wondered. What thoughts are going through your pretty little mind?
Lifting her head, she cracked her neck and unfurled her wings from the skin between her shoulder blades. The thin blue fabric of her dress moved as they reached out from beneath it. Her shoulder blade jutted with a slight scraping sound. The brown flesh-covered wing emerged. Unfolding like an accordion. Flexing her shoulder blades caused the ten-foot span to straighten, whispering over the furniture before relaxing.
Utterly silent he took a step back and ducked to evade one flexing wing.
Tightening her wings back against her body made them rest along her back and down over the arms of the chair and fall to the floor. She rose smoothly from the table and went to the open space in the library where the curling staircase lead to a higher level of books. She stretched them again and he heard the increase in her heart rate.
Exhilaration.
Arching her back with the movement she looked very much like a dark angel with her jutting curves outlined by the firelight in her pale blue dress. Enjoying the movement of her body, she made a purring sound in her throat.
He reflexively groaned.
Her eyes shot to the fireplace where the panther strode on soundless paws. Back rippling as his tongue slicked out to lick his mouth.
Eying the creature warily she crouched, eyes reddening as she hissed a threat.
I’m no threat to you.
The panther circled her with intent gold eyes before laying down on the thick oval fur, relaxing before the fire, he crossed his paws and rested his chin.
Mesmerized by the vivid gold orbs she straightened. Still watching it warily she approached on bare feet to better study the animal.
Yes, that a girl. Come closer. He stopped moving. Showing he didn’t fear her.