Finally making up my mind, I hit the vampire across the head with the back of my gun, and waited until she crumbled at my feet before I went over to the young man she had been about to kill. It seemed she hadn't done much damage before I caught her because the man seemed alive and healthy, if a bit shaken. He was gently rubbing the spot that had already begun to heal, where she had sunken her fangs into, while his eyes stared out in horror, first at the Vampire, then at me. "For Pete's sake get yourself together man. I just saved your life, I'm not here to hurt you." I snapped, when he kept moving backwards as I came forward. He stopped, and seemed to consider that a little, while I closed the distance between us, till finally he accepted my hand and pulled himself up. "Am -- am I going to turn into -- into one of --" "No kid. You're not going to turn into a Vampire. Damn! You watch a lot of movies." He shrugged, a bit embarrassed. "Well at least movies made me understa
PERCY An uncontrollable anger surged through me as I grabbed Amelia from the floor and started dragging her towards my car. The Ryder guy remained behind me asking stupid questions about her well being, and not for the first time, I wondered what I was doing saving the lives of ungrateful humans. When I could bare his annoying questions no more, I turned around and threatened to put a silver bullet in his head if he did not shut the fvck up and get out. That did it for me. Getting to the car, I tossed her inside and got into the driver's seat. I was trying hard to subdue my anger, to think radically. So much for thinking I knew what she was capable of. Apparently, the sweet innocent Amelia had no trouble drying a man to death after flirting with him and turning him on in a bar. What was it with those bloodsuckers. Why did they not have a single conscience! She had woken up now, and started lounging weakly at me again, and I had to resist myself from raising my silver gun and
I hated who I was, I hated what I had become. A typical Vampire. Few tears slipped from my eyes again, and for once, I was ashamed of my own pink tears. I tried to think of the young man I had met at the club -- for all I knew, he could be dead, killed by me, probably discovered the next morning with two fang holes in his neck, and I did not even know his name. He had been so kind, a perfect gentleman. Asking me if I was okay, and even offering to call the medics for me. Some other men at a night club would not have hesitated to cash into what they felt was my vulnerability, and harrass me, but he had not -- instead, I had been the one to -- to. I could not bring myself to admit he was dead. I curled up in the bed and subbed, but this time, tears did not slip through. This time, nerve wracking dry sobs wracked through my body, starting a low throb of panic again in my veins. I missed my home. I badly missed Juliet and Helen. It seemed like ages ago that I had decided t
PERCY I was more shaken than I would have liked to admit after I left Amelia behind. I hated the fact that I still felt sorry for her. She seemed alone, confused and vulnerable -- she was a killer who would not hesitate to kill another person to satisfy herself. Dropping the key into my pocket, I went for a run. The evening was cool, and it was a week day, one of those days when students were not hanging around with paper cups and rolled up paper. It was the perfect night for a run. I started at my dorm, and circled round to the front of the school, yet the adrenaline kept pumping in my veins. If the vampires had their way, very soon, these streets would be unsafe for anyone to go out in the night. Those night creatures would be crawling all over the place, sinking their fangs into anyone that was unlucky enough to be outside when the sun went down. I thought of Damian, my kid brother. What kind of wicked monster would seek to end the life of a little kid. My pace quickened
AMELIAI must have fallen asleep, because when I woke up, the room was pitch dark. Another stupid thing about me is that I'm afraid of the dark. It's even more stupid when you think of what I am, I mean my people loved to prowl about in the dark. I hugged myself tighter as a shiver wracked through my body. A single tear escaped my eyelashes, bit I promised myself it would be the last. I was not going to cry. I missed home. I missed home more than anything I could ever think of, and strangely, I missed Percy. I missed the Percy who actually cared for me. The one who had kissed me, made love to me. The one who figured out for himself that I was only a nineteen year old girl experiencing a lot of firsts, the one who saw me, really saw me -- or so I thought. Or maybe he did see me. Maybe I was nothing but a disgusting blood sucker. The door opened, and my heart skipped several beats, as I prepared myself to see him, wondering if he would be willing to forgive -- to understand. Th
PERCYIt had been a week since the incident with Amelia in the club, and I had not gotten any more information out of her. I still had five days till my date with the thinker's, and even though I did not want to give into the fear I knew they used to play their sick mind games, I did not also want to underestimate them. I had not seen Amelia for a week now. Gerald had clipped a silver chocker on her neck, and put my tracking device back on her, so I knew everything about her whereabouts -- it was not as if I needed a device to track her, the wolf in me already knew her. I could smell her scent from miles apart, and what baffled me was that it did not reek of deceit or wickedness, instead she smelled like innocence. Compared to her scent, I felt like the dark one, the one with a black heart. My body wanted her, my hands yearned to touch hers. I wanted to stare into those expressive eyes of hers again, and watch them light up with laughter. And yet, I wanted to punish her, make he
AMELIAIf I considered my days on campus before the night club incident as rough, this was hell! I had not heard from Percy again, but all around me where reminders of him. The stupid chocker they had made me wear, the device pinned to my hair, and the fact that Clarrisa refused to stop yapping about the awesome Percy King, and how she was falling for him. I tried to pretend like I did not care, but it was difficult to pretend such when the mere mention of his name set my heart beat fluttering. At first, I thought she was simply talking about her time with him because she was jealous of whatever I and Percy shared -- or did not share, but lately, her words seemed like a silent plea, like she was asking me to back off. I did not even understand why she thought I had a chance. For one, I was not half as gorgeous as she was, but even more than that, I did not think Percy would ever be able to get over his hateed for me enough to touch me in the way he once used to. I felt the silve
PERCYShe wanted to be my girlfriend! That was what the fidgeting was all about, the whole uncertainty! I felt more disappointed than I would have thought I would be. I did not know what it was I had wanted to hear -- that she had discovered her roommate was a vamp, that she had found out I kill people for living -- hell that she had spotted what she thought was a vamp, or that she knew I was an Alpha, anything but something so regular and as boring as a big girl who knew she should not be fallen fornthe playboy getting stupid enough to do that. I smiled. A full fledged one as I stared down at her. She had said I could remain non exclusive, while she pledged to stay loyal to me. Aside from catching feelings she should have been smart enough not to feel, I could not tell the difference between this and our former arrangement for me -- except now, she was only limiting herself. I wanted to tell her I didn't really give a rat's arse who she slept with, but there was a new vulnerabil
AMELIA I woke up feeling weak, I had been feeling weak for so long, but this felt new. I was also in a different environment, because it certainly wasn't my room. Events of yesterday flashed through my eyes like a dream of the night -- events! I sat up quickly, making my head sway a little, and I fought a bout of dizziness before I could concentrate. Percy had carried me outside under the moon, he had slit my vein and his to and let our blood touch. I remembered the pain, the pain which remained filled in me like a dull ache -- and then Percy had let me dtink from him. I drew up my knees to my shoulders, and rested my head on my folded arms trying to keep in the little warm I still had. Percy had done something very significant to me yesterday night, and he had not even bothered to explain what it was -- I had not even asked. I had simply trusted him, trusted that within that cold exterior, he had a heart. I could not even understand why, but I wanted to win his heart -- and
PERCYSomething seemed a bit off with the party. Usually at parties, I was calm and relaxed, but my wolf seemed to be telling me something, my wolf seemed to be on the alert, like there was a potential battle ahead although I did not sense any Vampires. Relegating my more canine nature to the background, I focused on the present. A few people seemed genuinely happy to see me, I had been away from much human contact for a while. The rest of the people seemed only happy I had shown up, and so they did not waste their best appearance. I did not even understand why everyone based so importance on hanging out with me. It was not as though I was some filthy - rich millionaire's son, or like I still played basketball professionally -- and only my crew knew I was an Alpha,very few humans even knew about Werewolves. There was just that unmistakable pull to me from the crowd, humans loved to gather around me, to do my bidden. I really didn't care about any of them though -- as long as they
PERCY I carried Amelia to my room and lay her on my bed. She still looked a bit under weight, but the lustre to her beauty had returned. Her dark hair fanned out all over my pillow in it's glorious curls, and her cherry bud lips were slightly parted as she drew in air in a belaboured way, her brows were slightly puckered even in sleep. She would be in this weakened state for over a week, or possibly longer. I had never known a human mated before, but hopefully she was more Vampire than human -- I didn't also know there was a day I would wish for that. She stirred again in her sleep and her delicate features twisted in pain. The moon goddess was still opening her up to me, her darkest secrets -- as it was, the few secrets she had were a petty quarrel with one of her cousins or childish anger at her Dad. I wondered if she would be able to take the weight of my own secrets, because they were weighing even me down. Even though Amelia had no real secret, the process still had to
AMELIA The Alpha pushed me away from him then, violently. So that I stumbled backwards and would have fallen if my back did not hit a tree behind me. I tried to close my eyes to the pain that threatened to tear me apart, but even shutting my eyes hurt. I wondered if this was a new torture technique, or if I felt this way because I still hadn't fed in a long time. I found I could not stop staring into his eyes, eyes that screamed of how much he hated me, and yet demanded that he own me. His very being seemed to be fighting to take possession of mine, to own the very breath of my nostrils, and inspite of myself, I laughed weakly. Who was I to deny him access? He had already owned me from the moment I had seen him at the frat party. I drew in a breath and surrendered myself to the pain and the subtle pleasure. If it killed me then I'd die happy knowing one thing -- that I'd forever belong to the Alpha Percy King. Surprisingly, the pain stopped sooner than I thought it would,
AMELIA Percy recovered quickly enough to pick me up again, but this time, his arms around me where so stiff, and I tried not to relax against the warmth of his chest. I still did not know where he was taking me, but I did not ask again. I was just tired of fighting, I could not fight him forever. I was tired of always having to watch his emotions. One moment, he would be furious with me and mistreating me, and the next he would be kissing me. Sometimes, he did not bother to stem his fury before he touched me, so that I tasted his anger, his disgust when he rammed his lips against mine. I placed my head against his heart and listened to the thudding of his heart, it was oddly soothing. I was cold and very hungry, and I needed all the comfort I could get. One thing was certain, he was the better fighter, the stronger one and at one point or another, I was going to have to submit to him in both pleasure and pain. I could oy hope he did not choose to bring me much pain. We reach
The night's air blew a whiff of the scent of roses to me, and for some reason, it reminded me of the long, empty, dusty hall I had just been in with the grandmaster of the Thinkers. That was odd since I had not noticed any scent of roses while I had been there, only acrid dust -- then it hit me! The only connection between roses and the empty grandmaster's hall was Valerie. I stopped running immediately as though I had suddenly run into a wall. Valerie. Why was her name coming up a lot in my mind today, and what could be the connection! But that was not a question I was asking myself, because I already knew the answer. The first time I had spoken with Valerie, she had led me into an empty dust-covered mathematics lab, and there had been roses. It could have been a coincidence that the Thinkers happened to like dust -- or maybe they were not even particular about dust, maybe that was just the place that was available for them, yet Valerie was becoming linked with the thinkers and
If my instincts were correct, we were somewhere on the downside of California. I took the bag off my head as soon as they killed the engine. "You're to keep that on till we've brought you before the master. If that would be difficult for you to do with your hands freed, we'd only be too glad to tie them at the back for you." One of the Vampires sitting in the front seat said, and I wondered not for the first time just how dumb they were -- for people who claimed to be the smartest on the planet. When they finally took off the bag from my head, I was in a long dusty hall. Again, the dusty emptiness was triggering a memory, one that I knew was very crucial, but I could not just recall what it was. "Come forward, dear friend." The teenage -- looking Vampire at the other end of the hall said, and knowing he was not asking, I stepped forward. "You know you could have used the good ole cell phone. It would have saved us the time -- of course, you can always hide your caller I
I drew in a breath. "I'm sorry Percy. I'm sorry for being stupid enough to be born a vampire, but those are reflexes I cannot control. I was alone, in a new place, and you were intimidating me, turning me on, but with the most commanding tone, I have ever known. Perhaps that was just my instincts acting, maybe, I wanted to leverage."'And do you have it now? Your leverage -- what has changed? Have you suddenly decided to trust me? There was a cynical bitterness in his voice, veiled by the cold indifference in his eyes. It shocked me.'You have not answered me, Amelia,' he prodded. 'What made you decide to trust me?' I lifted my chin. 'Trust is to be earned.'He lifted a brow, and a slow sardonic smile curved at his lips. 'And I have done nothing to earn it -- so you don't trust me?' I shook my head in answer when I saw he was waiting for one, confused as to why the answer to that question mattered so much to him. I did not have much time to think again, this time when he p
AMELIAThings got better after the car accident. Percy took off the silver from my neck, and he must have told his park to stay off me because everyone left me alone, but the damage was already done, I was broken.Every time I saw a couple walk hand in hand, I remembered Percy. I remembered what it had been like to kiss him for the first time, to have him make love to my body, even though he despised my mind. I could still feel the rough hands of the beta who had assaulted me anytime I sighted him, and he seemed to know how I felt, I guess it made him feel more like a male. I hadn't fed since the night of the club incident, and I felt very weak, though I tried to hide it. Even the thought of hunting alone drained my strength, so I was not tempted. Trying to cheer myself, I asked Alexa to play me a Johnny Drille song as I slow danced to it, pretending Johnny was singing those love songs to me, then I pretended he was Percy. The door to my room opened, and even before I turned