Chapter 6 I LIKE HIS EYES

Don't let people know too much about you.

"Take care of her," Kessell said curtly and then looked at Blue, "Stay with her."

After saying that short line, Kessell walked away from the old lady's room, but he stopped in his third step when the little girl kept following him, like a stray puppy.

"Stay with her, and don't follow me." Kessell looked at the girl sternly, but like before, she didn't have any fear for him. She stared back at him innocently.

"Where are you going?" she asked. "Will you come back? My father didn't come back after he told me to do something."

.....

"I am not your father."

"No, you are not." She tilted her head. "Does it mean you will come back?"

Kessell didn't answer her, but he just disappeared right before her eyes and it left the little girl stunned. She was flabbergasted and stood there for a while, not even moving an inch, before she ran down the corridor and tried to trace his scent.

She didn't want him to disappear, she wanted to follow him wherever he went. She didn't want to stay with that old lady. She was a human. She could smell her scent. She had lived with humans for two years and humans were not good.

However, aside from his earlier scent, which now started to fade, when both of them walked down this corridor, she couldn't catch any fresh one. He didn't leave this corridor by foot. He just disappeared right before her eyes.

Then Blue did what she always did whenever she felt upset or wanted to cry; she stomped her feet rapidly against the floor, as if trying to suppress her emotions. She often did this when she lived with the humans, especially when they chained her outside the yard and didn't bring her into the house even when the weather was too cold or it was raining.

Yet, a moment later, she was startled when she felt someone touch her shoulder gently and when she looked up with a tensed body, ready to fight whoever wanted to harm her, the old lady's face loomed in her vision. She was smiling softly at her.

"He will return. This is his home after all," she said and then crouched down so their eyes were leveled. "What is your name? My name is Anne."

Blue furrowed her brows slightly before she said, "Blue."

The surprise was evident in Anne's eyes when she heard her name. "You came up with that name?"

The gentle tone in her voice made Blue think that she wouldn't do her any harm, so she relaxed a bit. "Yes."

"What is your true name?" Anne tried to converse with this strange little girl, though she didn't know why Kessell brought her here. It was not like him.

The girl pressed her lips and shook her head. She had white hair, which made her look like a tiny snow queen. "Father said, I can't give my name to a stranger."

Anne laughed at that reason.

"So, why did you choose blue?" she asked again. She was genuinely intrigued by this girl.

"Because he has blue eyes. I like blue." It was easy to know who this 'he' that she was referring to. "Will he come back?"

"Yes." Anne nodded her head and then stood up. "He will come back. And for now, I think you need to change your clothes. I wish I had clothes your size. Maybe we can go shopping tomorrow," she mumbled to herself and extended her hand to her.

At first, Blue just stared at her opened palm, but Anne didn't urge her. She waited until the little girl felt safe enough to take her hand and then they walked down the corridor, back to Anne's room.

"I am hungry," Blue said.

"I will cook something for you."

"Will you give me delicious food?" Blue lifted her head and looked at Anne, who was smiling.

"Yes, little one."

Blue felt sad when she heard that. Her father used to call her 'little one' too...

Blue dirtied her face when she dipped the spaghetti that Anne had cooked for her in the sauce. Sauce was everywhere on the table and she not only dirtied her face, but also her hand.

Fortunately, Anne had tied her long hair into a cute bun above her head, so she wouldn't stain her hair too.

"Who is she? Why did Kessell bring her here?" Anne asked Gael, who was eating his spaghetti with a sullen expression. His dark eyes stared at the girl and the way she was eating.

"I don't know the reason why Kessell brought her." He had asked Ethan , but that man was as annoying as Kessell . "But, she is a shifter, so be careful," he warned the old lady.

Anne didn't really look like an old lady, though she was already sixty- five years old, and still seemed to have enough energy to hit Gael on the back of his head.

"She is a child, what should I be careful of?" she reprimanded him, but then both of their attention shifted to Blue, because she stopped making noises, as she stopped eating. "What happened?"

Blue stared at Gael worriedly and then she spoke in a low voice. "You shouldn't tell her that I am a shifter. Humans must not know that I am a shifter."

The three of them were sitting at the four seated dining table, with Blue and Gael sitting opposite each other.

"It's okay, your secret is safe with me," she said, patting Blue's head and the girl continued eating. "What does Kessell want to do with her?"

Gael shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "I don't know. He didn't say anything. By the way, where is he?"

"He left after giving her to me," Anne replied. "He didn't say much about her either."

"Ethan is taking care of the problem with the traitors. He will kill me if I bother him with questions about this girl."