The Silver Crescent Prince

'I will visit you soon' she said. 'Wait for me.' 

She didn't know when she slept off but when she woke up in the morning she found herself covered in the blanket. His smell lingered in her room. She inhaled it deeply and drawled out of the bed. Today was the last day that she would be in his home. She had already packed her suitcase. Since it was Cole's holiday too, the siblings decided to leave The Silver Arcade as soon as possible. They hadn't informed Daryn about their moving out plans. 

It was 7AM. Dawn got ready, prepared breakfast and arranged it on the table. While eating she saw Daryn coming downstairs. He looked disheveled and sloppy. 

"How are you?" he asked in a low tone as if every wisp of life had left him. 

"I am doing well," she replied despite the mounting frustrations that caused her to be angry with herself. She mentally ordered herself to calm down because if her anger rose she would have an urge to shift and that was one thing she couldn't afford. 

He sat down to have his breakfast but none of them could eat a morsel. Her hesitation to talk to him was unsettling him. 

Dawn couldn't bear to look at him. Every time she saw him, she would get only those visions in her mind – of him marrying Maya. She got up from there and walked to her bedroom. 

Daryn tossed his spoon on the table. "Talk to me Dawn," he said as she was walking. 

"No! You go and talk to yourself," she said and closed her door. 

Daryn stared at the closed door. What did she even mean? He clenched his jaw at her infuriating behavior and pounded the table. He dragged his hand through his repeatedly and tried to think of every detail that could have gone wrong. Over the past few days he was so swamped with work and on top of that he was dealing with her emotional apathy that nothing made sense. He got up from there without eating a morsel and went to his bedroom. He paced in his bedroom. She was so stubborn. "Let's see what you have to say in the evening Dawn. I have to listen to you," he said and went to take a bath. It was not possible to stay at home with so much tension. 

Dawn had closed the door behind her with a loud bang. She slid down it and sat on the floor. With him around her mind was a mess. Hence she avoided him. She kept thinking of all that had happened between them when suddenly the main door opened and closed. Perhaps he had gone to the office. Slowly she rose to her feet and went to her computer. There was a lot to do. 

Azura called her again but she was in no mood to pick up his call. She wondered that if she would live alone, would he not sniff her out or would the pure bloods not find her? But why were they killing each other? And why were they after her? 

Cole was already waiting for his sister. He looked handsome wearing a white polo and black jeans. "Let's go Dawn," he said looking at his wristwatch. "It is already 6PM. The party is going to begin at 7!" 

She chuckled at his enthusiasm. "Let's go," she said and pulled her suitcase behind her. Cole pulled his and the two walked out of The Silver Arcade. 

The driver was surprised to see them with their suitcases. He opened the trunk of the car and stashed them in. "Are you leaving the home today?" He couldn't believe that his job was so short-lived. 

"Yes," Cole replied curtly.

The driver was taken aback. His eyes opened with shock but he controlled himself. They drove to the Rosewood Creek in silence. When they reached there, Dawn noticed that all the party preparations were almost done. Dinner was already ordered and she saw that the party manager was instructing his men to arrange it. 

Dawn had to shelve a lot of money for this event. However, she thought that she deserved it. Had it been her mother celebrating her success, she would have done the same. She walked inside the house and remembered the first day when she was there with Azura. Today would be her last day here. 

Guests started pouring in by the time it was 7:15PM. The first person to arrive was Daniel Hugh. He was a tall, lanky man in his middle fifties. Wearing a grey coat over black pants, he had a shrewd twinkle in his eyes. Dawn received him and offered him a drink. 

"So where is DW?" he asked, flitting his gaze around. "I would like to meet him."

Dawn chuckled. "Please wait." 

Cole received the rest of the guests and in the next thirty minutes, the attendance was almost full except the man that she was waiting impatiently. She still hadn't announced it to them that she was DW and they all kept wondering. 

"DW's identity will be revealed in sometime," Cole said to all in a manner that it became too mystic. They all waited impatiently. 

Almost forty guests had come. She viewed them as her future clients. All of them were talking to each other about the investment advice that DW had given and how they had profited from it. They were eager to meet him and thought that the two siblings were his children. 

Suddenly a familiar voice reached her ears. "Hello, I am Jason. I have come to meet DW." 

Cole stared at the brown haired man in front of him without blinking his eyes. He gulped. 

Jason raised his eyebrows and said, "Have I come to the wrong place?" 

Cole steadied himself. He ticked off his name in his guest list on the phone and said in a hoarse voice, "No, you have come to the right place." 

"Oh great!" he said. "I have been meaning to meet DW for a long time. His advice is superb!" 

"Sure," Cole replied, still staring at the man who was in his house, using all their money and amenities while they were struggling so hard. 

Dawn was waiting for this moment. It was time to reveal herself. She picked up the mic and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen, I am Dawn Wyatt, your host for the evening. Thank you so much for coming over." She looked at Jason with hatred in her eyes and a vein throbbed in her forehead. Someone entered the house. She tilted her head and saw that it was Azura. Even better, she thought. "Perhaps you all are wondering where is DW—"

The door creaked open again and Daryn walked in.