Diego quickly steered the wheel, bumping into the stupid vehicle that collided with us, leaving the truck to collide with about three of the cops' vehicles, but that didn't stop them from chasing after us, instead, sirens increased, as if they were ready to give up their lives at any moment. We were driving side by side with the other vehicle, and I looked past Diego to find two hefty looking guys in the vehicle - they were vampires. Diego bumped into them and slightly overtook them, damaging more parts of his vehicle, only to almost collide with another vehicle aiming to bump into us, but this time he was clever enough to steer the wheel out of harm's way. I looked at the driver of the second car after it had skillfully steered around and caught up with us - they too were vampires. " They're all vampires!" I said to Diego, holding onto my seatbelt. " I know", he still focused on the road. I looked back at Malia and Hansel and they were really not into the whole fast sa
Diego's POV I wanted to drive to the medical center first, but I then decided to go home before going over to go see my father. I was confused, more than I had ever been in my life. My heart was heavy laden for the fact that Malia has been going through hell all those while, and at the same time relieved that I got to rescue her and her shit smelling pack member or whoever he was, and that certainly came with a price, a price that I might just find too hard to pay. I knew that I would be taken hostage on sight, there was no need for a second thought on that, so picking up a few things for dad became another criteria for going home; I'll at least give him a change of new clothes before being arrested. I drove my car in the wretched situation that it was in, amidst the wonder gaze of people, and was lucky enough to get to my place before running out of gas. I was tired, but the gentle meadow of the evening encouraged me. I walked myself to the door and opened it, only to hear
I told my father everything about Malia, how we met and how long we have been together and he was fascinated. I didn't bother to disclose the part where I killed her parents - that discussion was left for another day. " Look son, I'm happy that you feel this way about someone even though the person is not of our kind, I know that if your mother were to be a werewolf, I would have gone against hell and hades just to be with her. But I must warn you, such is forbidden of you, so you have to keep your relationship a secret and make sure that no member of our pride finds out", he was stern. And surely, he wasn't all knowing after all, if not he would have known about what happened like eighteen hours ago. " Well, there is a problem dad". " And what is the problem?" " It's actually a long story ". " Then make the story short ". I got up from the cushion to give him more space to run mad as he pleased when he eventually receives the news, because definitely he will run mad;
Patricia's POV I stared at the mirror, into my dazzling reflection. The ring light that circled the standing mirror did a marvelous work in brightening my aura. I picked up the mascara on the cupboard and gently brushed my lashes with it. I examined my face in the mirror and felt content. I picked the wine colored lipstick and smeared it on my lips, but on inspecting my face, I didn't like it, so I quickly wiped it off. I tried the peach red lipstick, it still wasn't giving me the look I wanted, I tried other red lipsticks - the blood red one, the faint red one, even the pink one, still none of them gave me that look I wanted, the look I didn't know but still yearned for, and not the red ones that kept making me look like The witch in the little mermaid movie. I wiped everything off, leaving my face bare with only the mascara. There was a chocolate bar at the side of the mirror, it was one of the products of the blood farm where Diego was currently working as the deputy manag
It was about thirty years ago. We had gone clubbing like we used to, and danced our hearts out while drinking our intestines to shreds. Derek couldn't hold his liquor anymore, so he told us he was going to leave early. I had wanted to use the restroom, but I guess I couldn't hold my liquor too, so instead of going into the women's restroom, I stupidly went into the men's restroom. I drunkenly banged at one of the toilets, throwing it wide open, only to find Derek gulping at some guy's cock as if his life depended on it - a funny, sexy way of discovering that your friend is into men. I expected him to stop, but it seemed as if they were either too drunk or in the heat of the moment to notice me, or even both, and so they continued with their sexual endeavor. I wasn't shocked, but at least I was surprised. Derek had never shown any tendency of being gay, and yet, there he was, sucking a guy's dick like a fucking bitch - I guess being gay wasn't only limited to femme guys. The
Malia's POV Even though my eyes were still closed, I could feel the splitting, painful sensation in my head. I slowly opened my eyes, gently adjusting my cones to adapt to the bright light. I looked around the place; it was a sitting room, a nicely furnished one with white sofas and white floors. I sat up, and the blanket that was over me fell out, revealing my breasts. I then remembered that I was even naked. I pulled the blanket and covered my body, and stood up to conduct a more thorough inspection of the place. I wondered if it was Diego's house, but I wasn't so fast to conclude since I couldn't perceive any vampire scent. Hansel was also on a longer sofa, sleeping comfortably with a blanket over him, obviously naked too under it; his dick was rising and falling with the tide of his breath. A door to the inner part of the house opened and I instinctively shapeshifted, ready to pounce and devour any threat that may have come in. A lady, vaguely familiar as she was, stopped
My heart sank into my stomach for a moment. I was dumbfounded, totally speechless. I was sure Diego wouldn't do that to me, I was convinced that she was lying. " Used to, actually", she said as she came back with a glass of milk, placing it before me and sitting back down, " we dated fifty years ago, but sadly, he broke up with me, and I will never be able to tell why", she said with strings of attached emotions in her voice, likely still surfing on the sea of feelings for him, but at least now she was making sense - Diego wasn't cheating on me. " Do drink up", she motioned me to pick up the glass of milk and I timidly did, resolving within myself to wholeheartedly accept death if she had in anyway poisoned the drink, " I'm sure it wouldn't bother you anymore, I mean, since you're mated to him", she said, nitpicking her fingers as I absentmindedly gulped down the whole glass of milk, still acting timid; I was just too starved to sympathize with her, or to even feel sorry for her.
" The what?" Malia asked, clearly oblivious to what the Assembly was. " The Assembly", i said again, " it is a gathering of the creatures of the underworld headed by the witches". " And how can this Assembly help me or Diego out?". " You guys are mated together, you feel the mating pull for each other in as much as I would not want that to be true. You guys are an exception, and the only way to prove that this exception was mandated by the Moon Goddess, that you are Diego are not out of your minds, is through any test that the Assembly would have to perform", I held her by the shoulders, " trust me, once you guys pass their test and prove to the world that you are destined for each other, no one will stand against you people being together", she squeezed her face, thinking about what I had just said, her imaginations probably running wild with the very idea of living freely with Diego. " And how can I call the Assembly?" She asked, after giving the matter a thought. " I wi