The Confession

"Is that what I think it is?" she asked. Her smile broadens from ear to ear. "I've been searching for my phone since last night, Dad. Finding the phone was the reason I could not go home."

Then, she slides closer to me and snatched the phone from my hands. It happens again. The warm wavelength coming from her slow movements awakened the deepest part of my belonging. And every strand of my muscles shivered.

Instead of blood, I gulp a bulk of water down to my throat while staring at those veins on her neck. My throat got dried and was surging the thirst all of a sudden. And the thirst was completely hard to withstand.

Part of me wanted to stab my fangs into her neck and shower her aromatic blood throughout my body. I want to imagine that to happen. However, her dad's sharp stares contradicted my profound imagination.

That if I am not going to drop my stares away from his daughter, he is going to slash my throat and cut off my head.

"Thank you so much for this," she added before she extended her hand toward me. "My name is Cecelia. But you can call me Cece."

I slowly crawled my eyes to her dad, trying to read what was running through his mind at the moment. The shape of his lips was still bent downward while looking at me.

"Call me Gaius. Gaius Spencer," I uttered back. However, I simply looked at her hand hanging in the air which leaves her no choice but to drop it.

"Have you had your breakfast already, Gaius?" she asked me. "We have to offer him something before he goes home, dad. He went all the way down here to return my phone."

"No, it's all right, Cecelia. Got my meal before I headed here." I humbly disagreed, not because I don't want to stay longer in the wolf's den, but because I don't eat food. Vampires only drink blood.

And I believe her werewolf dad was fully aware of that.

"Cece has a point, Mr. Spencer. We insist. Why not join us for our meals? I believe that you haven't experienced having a buffet on the table, right?" it so happened that my brain knows what he meant by that.

Then, he shrugs off and dragged me to their dining area to make sure I could not decline anymore. An alpha of a werewolf pack and a vampire joined together for a meal. Cecelia also followed us and offered me a seat. It was too kind of her.

"Actually, I prefer coffee in the morning." I requested it after seeing those slices of stakes and vegetables in front of me. The dishes look appetizing. But even a cup of Cecelia's blood is better than that.

"Do you know how to operate a coffee maker?" her dad asked me as though he is toying with my thoughts. "If you don't, I can help you. Would you like to join me in the kitchen for a moment?"

His invitation was tempting but I already know what was going on in his mind.

"I can get him one, dad. Gaius is our visitor, remember?" Cecelia offered.

"No." her dad debated as I suspected. "I want to teach Gaius how to operate a coffee maker." then, he moved out of his seat and drummed the headrest of my chair with his fingers. "At least, we not just give him a cup of coffee but the knowledge on how to operate the machine, right?"

"Are you sure?" she asked.

"It's fine, Cecelia," I drop a smile at her before I moved out of my seat. "Please, go ahead with your meal. We'll be right back."

Cecelia's dad seems to be persistent when he shrugs me again and leads the way to their kitchen. As soon as we reached the kitchen, he punches me in the face. Hard enough that my right cheek got cut and bleed.

Then, he wrapped his hands around my neck and raised me into the air. "Stay away from my daughter if you still want to live, you monster," he whispered. "consider this a threat and make sure this encounter gonna be the last. Are we clear?"

"Let go of me," I uttered in a faint tone.

"Are we clear, Mr. Spencer?" he insisted and even fortified his grip on my neck. "I don't want to see even the tip of your shadow in any parts of this house. Lastly, don't you dare say anything to her about me? Understood?"

It seems that Cecelia was not aware of his dad being a wolf. For that same reason, I could not help but wonder if she is his offspring or not. There are no signs of werewolf blood that runs through her veins. One of the reasons I could not drop my desire to get her.

But her dad is too protective of her.

"Fine," I said back. "Let go of me now."

After making a cup of coffee, we returned to the dining area carrying fake smiles on our faces, especially her dad who behaved as though nothing happened between us in the kitchen.

"So sorry, honey, but Gaius has to leave now, right, Mr. Spencer?" he made that up. "You told me earlier that you have an important meeting with your colleagues."

"Yeah. I almost forget about that the second I saw Cecelia's gorgeous face." Then, I set the cup of coffee on the table. "Anyway, thank you so much for the coffee, Cece and Cece's dad."

Before I left the mansion, I noticed that the barcode on my wrist glimmered shortly. On the bright side, it means that returning the phone to Cecelia provided me with an hour of a lifeline.

My teammates remain in their coffins when I got back to the hideout. I got a pack of blood from the fridge and took a sip to cure my dried throat.

Our team always fills the fridge with packs of blood we stole from the Blood Bank and those dead bodies we collected to sustain our daily needs. So far, we have experienced a shortage once.

After consuming one pack of blood, I hop into the coffin and let my trembling nerves get relaxed for a few hours. The sun was still up while my teammates are in the middle of dreaming their fantasies.

Cecelia POV

Six hours later.

"I don't want you to see that man again, Cece." dad uttered to me on our way to pick up mom from the office.

Today marks the second year of mom being elected as the city mayor. And the three of us agreed to make something new and memorable for the citizens of New Orleans that our family hasn't tried since then.

We are giving free food and drinks to those who cannot afford to buy dinner tonight. Everything was already prepared with the help of friends and classmates. And they were all waiting for us to get to the place.

However, mom was still stuck with her mayorial work so dad decided to pick her up from the city hall to make sure the plan will not get canceled.

"You mean Gaius?" I clarified it with dad.

Dad may be the most protective man in the world, but I am already in the right mind to differentiate between good and bad. I couldn't say Gaius is a bad person. Because if he is, he must have sold my expensive phone already.

And I find him a man every woman dreamed of.

Gaius is probably 180 cm. tall which fits my 160. He had my preferred facial size, not too big and not too small. Just perfect. Those double eyelids and doe eyes. Every time he looked me in the eye, my heart melted away.

Earlier at the table, I could not help but notice his slim and high-bridged nose that embodied his perfection. With those slim heart-shaped kissable lips that I wanted to taste. We'll. I remembered that we have kissed the other night.

But he ran away instead. Anyway, it doesn't matter much to me if he got scared that way. Perhaps it was his first time. While holding onto that thought, every strand of my muscle shivered in a good way.

Last, but not the least, is having a slim body with good musculature. I wanted to see what is behind his black leather jacket. However, I'm pretty sure I could use those well-built six-pack abs as my pillow.

"Wait. Is there something going on between you two?" I added with the tip of my brows curved downward. "You two seemed to be close with each other. Do you know Giaus, dad?"

I know dad the most. He never put his hands on someone's shoulders unless they were close. Like they have this brotherhood kind of sensation. And so is Gaius to him. He was a bit awkward but, he find dad comfortable to talk with.

"Yes. I know him very well." dad confessed. "He is not the man you think he is. Giaus is a Blood Demon, Cecelia. He is a vampire. That's why I don't want you to befriend him, understood?"