Mias and Elle - Chapter 19After spending several minutes cursing Mias' name and trying in vain to claw her way out of the slippery silk lining of her dark, impromptu prison, Elle gave up. She just prodded at the cloth with fine, sharp claws that had once been elegantly short fingernails and grumbled to herself angrily. It felt so natural so soon that it made her stomach churn. What had he done to her? Would she be a fuzzy little mouse for the rest of her life? Her mind reeled. She was furious at Mias, she wanted to hate him all over again and never see his obnoxious face again. Yet, why was it that all she could worry about was how she would never get to kiss him again. The bastard!
As much as she hated to admit it again, and again she had grown terribly fond of Mias, in both positive and negative senses of the one particular word. Or perhaps it was more of a strong physical attraction mixed with a generous pinch of Stockholm's. But it was all pushed to the back of her mind by the
Mias and Elle - Chapter 20"Send me away?" Elle felt tears begin to well up quickly and blinked rapidly to try and force them away she should have been angry, not sad. How dare he make her feel this way then just cast her aside to some stranger? She tried, but even when she tried to stoke the fire, the sadness was far outweighing the rage that she was struggling so hard to feel in its place.
Mias set the tiny bundle in his hands down on to a large stack of papers and stared down at her with a creased brow. It was not long before he could no longer bear to look into the small, glassy eyes that gazed back at him so hurt and full of expectation. With a heavy and almost clumsy step, he turned his back to her and faced the small window several feet away.
There was a soft crackle in her voice as she fought back tears, a sound that made Mias visibly cringe. He wanted to change her back and squeeze her tightly in his arms until she loved him and the rest of the world would just dissipate abo