about I drop you off and then pick you up. I need to be able to protect you in case the Bremoir found out who you are. We know they are here in Alice."
“How do you know that?” I asked him.
“The Bremoir have Borain Warriors with them. They are beasts and excellent trackers, but they have to eat. That is how I know they are here.”
“Eat what?” I asked.
Then I thought back to the newspaper article that described the strange findings of three killed deer at Cane Creek. It was said to be an animal attack, but nobody could figure out what animal could kill the deer in such a disturbing manner.
"How about you drop me off, and Kyle can bring me back home."
Trish stood there awkwardly, giving Aaron a funny look.
Aaron pressed his lips together. Ever since last night, something seemed off about every time I talked about Kyle. They were hiding something from me, and I wanted to know what.
"Okay, I want to know exactly what is going on. You promised no more secrets and there is a big secret being kept here," I demanded from the both of them. They were both quiet, but I knew whatever the big secret was, it had to do with my relationship with Kyle. I held my breath for a quick moment, knowing that if I asked the question on my mind, I would not like the answer I was be given.
"Is it wrong for me to be with a human?" I came out angry.
Trish and Aaronmon darted weary glances at each other.
"We don't have laws preventing interracial marriage," Trish explained.
Okay, well, that explained absolutely nothing to me.
"On Emréiana, marriage is of the highest level of respect. If you are married you get the most respect. Because of this, it is always asked that the Elaeyes, once of age, become married." It took me a second to realize that the word marriage was just used, and when it did I could feel the color on my face drain.
"Why can't I marry Kyle?" I knew there was another catch. I knew they wouldn't let me be with him. There was always something.
"I will take you to the party, and I will let Kyle bring you home. If anything goes wrong, call me on the cell, and if you can't get in touch with me call your aunt." Aaron sighed. They were avoiding the question.
"Okay, I got it," I said, walking up the steps. Nothing. I always got told nothing. It's wasn’t like they hadn’t kept me in the dark for my entire life, and now they wanted to keep me in the dark about my future and love life.
With my empathy, I threw every bit of anger at Aunt Trish. I wanted her to know how upset it made me that they couldn’t just for once be straight with me. I made sure she knew how upset I was that everything I grew up to know, everyone I grew up to love, was a lie. I was upset that the future I had anticipated was only a placeholder until the truth came out. All I wanted to know was the truth; that was the least they could give me now, after all the years of lies.
I flung myself into my computer chair and took in a deep breath. I opened up my browser and looked up the shelters latest animal rescues. I saw one new guest. I only knew it was a dog on account of the description. However, if I would have gone on looks alone, I would have thought this poor animal was a rat hybrid. Don't worry little thing, I get to work tomorrow . They were always happy to see me, and they always seemed to understand me. Now, I wondered if that had anything to do with my empathy. Either way, it made me feel better to be around animals.
I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. By the guilt that lingered outside my doorway, I could only assume it was Trish.
There was a light knock at my door.
"I don't think I want anymore Emréian dishes tonight." I talked to the door.
"Don't worry. I just want to talk." Trish's voice became clearer as she slowly opened the door. She walked in and sighed as she looked at my computer.
"I had always thought, when you were a kid, that you were going to be an Aríenom. You were always so fond of animals, and they always
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