Being invisible was second nature to Bel. He'd spent centuries, the majority of his 'life' being 'unseen' by all or most of humanity, visible only to a select few at a time, or none. Having to go back to hiding from Emma though, was like ripping part of himself off. It felt dishonest and underhanded. It was breaking part of him, and he knew it. Stiffening his resolve, he followed silently behind Emma as she openly chased Lucian once Luci reached the outdoors.
“Luci!” Emma yelled. “Wait! Where are you going?” She cried. He paused long enough to throw another smirk over his shoulder at her. His Form shifted to that of the large black wolf. It turned to look over its shoulder at her as if waiting for her. As she got close enough to nearly brush his tail, he spun and quickly bol
