Derek sat beside Clara, checking her pulse and watching over her as she slept. He gently covered her with blankets, trying to keep her warm and comfortable. As she stirred, he reached out to touch her face, his fingers brushing against her skin.
When she woke up, he smiled softly. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Clara's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him. "I'm...I'm okay, I think," she said, her voice weak.
Derek nodded and helped her sit up, handing her a bowl of steaming soup. "Eat this, it'll help you feel better."
As she ate, Derek asked her about her powers. "Clara, I'm worried about you. Can you ask one of your witch friends to help you? Maybe they can figure out what's blocking your powers."
Clara's expression turned sad. "People just see me as an abomination to witchhood, a powerless witch. They feel like a powerless witch shouldn't be born, because nothing makes me a witch. I'm more of a human staying in a supernatural world. Witches are known for their magic and spell-casting skills, but I'm just a weak girl who coughs up blood anytime she tries to chant a spell."
Derek's eyes filled with empathy. "I'm sorry, Clara. I can imagine how hard it must be for you."
Clara looked up at him, her eyes searching. "You're different, too. You're a hybrid – half-vampire, half-werewolf. People fear and judge us without knowing us."
Derek nodded, feeling a sense of connection with Clara. "I think that's what makes us special. We've both been judged and misunderstood because of who we are."
As they talked, Clara's thoughts turned to Josie. "You know, I have one true friend, Josie. We've known each other since we were kids. She stood up for me when people were bullying me, and she's been my rock ever since."
Derek's eyes sparkled with interest. "That's amazing. You two sound like you have a strong bond."
Clara's face lit up with a smile. "We do. Josie means everything to me. She's the one person who doesn't judge me, who accepts me for who I am. I love her more than words can say. I'd do anything to protect her, and I know she'd do the same for me."
Derek's expression softened. "That's beautiful. It's clear that Josie is more than just a friend to you."
Clara nodded, her eyes shining with tears. "She's my true friend, my sister in every sense of the word. I'm so grateful to have her in my life."
As they continued to talk, Derek showed Clara around his home, a grand castle with many rooms and halls. Clara's eyes widened in amazement as she saw the spread. "This is incredible! You must be a multimillionaire or something."
Derek chuckled. "Something like that. I've had a lot of time to accumulate wealth and possessions."
They eventually reached a cozy dining room, where a butler had set out a meal for them. Clara's eyes lit up as she saw the food. "This looks amazing!"
As they ate, Clara talked more about Josie, sharing stories about their adventures together and the ways in which Josie had supported her. Derek listened intently, fascinated by the depth of their friendship.
After dinner, Derek took Clara to the roof, where they sat down to gaze at the stars. Derek couldn't resist the urge to pick her up and fly with her, feeling her safe in his arms. As they sat on the roof, Clara leaned against him, and Derek felt a sense of peace wash over him.
As the night wore on, Clara's eyes began to droop, and Derek knew it was time for her to rest. He took her to one of the guest rooms and tucked her in, feeling a sense of responsibility and care for her.
As he lay in his own bed, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he wanted to be there for her, to protect her and keep her safe. He drifted off to sleep, his thoughts consumed by Clara's smile and her laughter.Derek sat beside Clara, checking her pulse and watching over her as she slept. He gently covered her with blankets, trying to keep her warm and comfortable. As she stirred, he reached out to touch her face, his fingers brushing against her skin.
When she woke up, he smiled softly. "Hey, how are you feeling?"
Clara's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at him. "I'm...I'm okay, I think," she said, her voice weak.
Derek nodded and helped her sit up, handing her a bowl of steaming soup. "Eat this, it'll help you feel better."
As she ate, Derek asked her about her powers. "Clara, I'm worried about you. Can you ask one of your witch friends to help you? Maybe they can figure out what's blocking your powers."
Clara's expression turned sad. "People just see me as an abomination to witchhood, a powerless witch. They feel like a powerless witch shouldn't be born, because nothing makes me a witch. I'm more of a human staying in a supernatural world. Witches are known for their magic and spell-casting skills, but I'm just a weak girl who coughs up blood anytime she tries to chant a spell."
Derek's eyes filled with empathy. "I'm sorry, Clara. I can imagine how hard it must be for you."
Clara looked up at him, her eyes searching. "You're different, too. You're a hybrid – half-vampire, half-werewolf. People fear and judge us without knowing us."
Derek nodded, feeling a sense of connection with Clara. "I think that's what makes us special. We've both been judged and misunderstood because of who we are."
As they talked, Clara's thoughts turned to Josie. "You know, I have one true friend, Josie. We've known each other since we were kids. She stood up for me when people were bullying me, and she's been my rock ever since."
Derek's eyes sparkled with interest. "That's amazing. You two sound like you have a strong bond."
Clara's face lit up with a smile. "We do. Josie means everything to me. She's the one person who doesn't judge me, who accepts me for who I am. I love her more than words can say. I'd do anything to protect her, and I know she'd do the same for me."
Derek's expression softened. "That's beautiful. It's clear that Josie is more than just a friend to you."
Clara nodded, her eyes shining with tears. "She's my true friend, my sister in every sense of the word. I'm so grateful to have her in my life."
As they continued to talk, Derek showed Clara around his home, a grand castle with many rooms and halls. Clara's eyes widened in amazement as she saw the spread. "This is incredible! You must be a multimillionaire or something."
Derek chuckled. "Something like that. I've had a lot of time to accumulate wealth and possessions."
They eventually reached a cozy dining room, where a butler had set out a meal for them. Clara's eyes lit up as she saw the food. "This looks amazing!"
As they ate, Clara talked more about Josie, sharing stories about their adventures together and the ways in which Josie had supported her. Derek listened intently, fascinated by the depth of their friendship.
After dinner, Derek took Clara to the roof, where they sat down to gaze at the stars. Derek couldn't resist the urge to pick her up and fly with her, feeling her safe in his arms. As they sat on the roof, Clara leaned against him, and Derek felt a sense of peace wash over him.
As the night wore on, Clara's eyes began to droop, and Derek knew it was time for her to rest. He took her to one of the guest rooms and tucked her in, feeling a sense of responsibility and care for her.
As he lay in his own bed, he couldn't shake off the feeling that he wanted to be there for her, to protect her and keep her safe. He drifted off to sleep, his thoughts consumed by Clara's smile and her laughter.