Chapter 10 Hecate’ Suspicion

Zoravec turned around only to see his mother staring at him with a shock and frightful expression. He immediately knew something was wrong, while Devi stood there without even flinching any bit. She did not want to butt in with their matter but one thing was certain from her side that both of them were stunned.

"Mom?"

Zoravec finally said something but his lips trembled while speaking to his mother. Hecate on the other hand was unable to take any step further from those broken dishes. Zoravec immediately grasped his senses and walked closer to his mother, he was well aware that he needed to make her comfortable.

"How did you do all these dishes?"

He approached his mother and crouched down to pick up the broken pieces. He kept a normal expression on his face not to raise any suspicion.

"Step away a bit, mum. Be careful, don't hurt yourself."

Zoravec instructed his mother, suspecting that he needed to snag her attention.

"Huh….uh…?"

Hecate was dumbfounded by the whole thing and she hesitantly moved away from him. Her eyes shifted from Devi toward Zoravec for a brief moment and then the gaze headed back to the beautiful girl in front of her.

There was something strange about Devi which snagged her attention immediately. Hecate moved away and stared at Devi once again while she waved at her with a smile which exposed her canines. She was happy that finally Zoravec let her inside and treated her nicely.

'',

"It just slipped from my hands."

Hecate responded as she crouched down near Zoravec and began to pick up the shattered glass. She paid no attention to Devi while she walked inside without caring for both of them.

"Leave it and attend your friend. I will pick it up."

She waved to her son and tried to keep herself calm, it was the first time Hecate had to share Zoravec with anyone else in front of her eyes. It simply made her uncomfortable that he brought someone home and did not even care to inform her first about it.

Zoravec was surprised how his mother let him attend the girl. And his stunned him even more when Hecate did not even scold him for that and headed towards the kitchen. He approached Devi and grabbed her arm, he put on a straight expression and asked her.

"I didn't know you are this good at dressing up, I have to admire your taste though."

He leaned in and covered all the distance between themselves, Zoravec whispered in her ear with a raspy tone. Whereas Devi was elated and giggled softly which exposed her fangs. They both were standing close to each other when Hecate came out from the kitchen.

The elderly woman called them both while pretending to be normal, whereas she was terribly worried about Devi due to the tattoos. There were three stripes on the ending of Devi's neck which were the indicators of her being a demoness. However there was not any significant feature in her 'normal' state which could explain her major trait.

"What are you two doing there? Come let's eat. Call your friend inside Zoravec."

Hecate talked normally making sure that none of them was suspicious of anything. She headed towards the dining table and took the chair out, while Zoravec took Devi towards her. They both sat on the chairs opposite to each other when Devi took the opportunity to take the initiative.

"Apologies for coming at this time and uninvited, aunt. But we are given a project to work on, that's why I had to come home."

'.',

Devi took the charge and tried to explain why she was there, however Hecate perhaps was not ready for any of that.

Hecate smiled at her with a meaningful gaze, she was not a fool not to realize that Zoravec was also not ready for her arrival. She could clearly see through her son if not Devi, and it made her curious about her identity. And to find out what was happening between them she had to play calm and cool.

"It's okay, dear. You are most welcome here. Consider it your home and eat well."

She responded while handing over the spoon and fork to Devi with her gaze fixated on her face. Hecate did not want to make her suspicion surfaced; that's why she kept her gaze on Devi's face instead of neck.

"That's really sweet of you, aunt. I will surely eat my tummy full."

Devi smiled back and settled herself in the chair comfortably. Where both of the women were having a cold war from their eyes, Zoravec was nervously smiling. He butt in by praising Devi acknowledging that to break their 'stitched gazes' was important.

"She is right mom, we have been assigned a task today for which we have to work together for this semester."

Zoravec tried to sound casual as he spoke while pouring curry into his plate over rice. He shifted his vision towards his mother with a gulp, hoping that his little acting would have calmed her down.

"It's okay son. It would have been better if you had told me before. I could prepare a special meal for her if I knew she was coming."

Hecate smiled straight at Devi although it stunned Zoravec that why his mother was suddenly acting weird. It was definitely not how she used to be then what happened to her all of a sudden.

"It's fine, aunt. I also came uninvited, my bad."

Devi reached for her hand and gently pressed it to assure Hecate that she did not mean any harm to her or Zoravec. After all it was not hard for her to see that she was a demoness, and most of their race was rumoured not to be good.