DACE
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I feel anger and bloodlust.
Anger because she ran away from , because she fooled .
Bloodlust because I wanted to kill sothing but not her.
Which was strange for because that was the only reasonable explanation, she thought she could cross and the reward was death. Her death will still fill my desires either way.
And as for Luther’s so-called unborn child growing inside of her?
It was all a lie!
What else has she lied about to my face?
She made a big mistake by completely erasing her scent, supernatural can only mask one scent at a ti, so I half expected to at least get a whiff of the so-called fetus growing inside her but nope... nothing.
Should I be angry or relieved? Either way, what I feel is bloody rage because of her audacity, she still doesn’t know what she’s playing with and I intend to drill it into her.
"I will give you a headstart"
I don’t know what the fuck made say that but I was in for a chase since she had so much desire running and did I ntion she didn’t use vampire speed? Or was I seeing things?
"Don’t let catch you"
She bolted, like a damn human but she was fast alright but sothing I can outrun easily and it was almost laughable.
She doesn’t have vampire speed.
What is she?
She slls like a vampire but not? What is that that lingers? And why does it... pull ?
Shifting to my beast form I was already waiting on the place she intended to cross, I outrun her again.
Her features turned into horror when she realized I was there and she just stood there pinned to the ground like a standing dead body, the fear in her eyes didn’t go unnoticed and it was deep, almost like she was living through a nightmare and that rush of familiarity ca again.
This woman is giving a damn whiplash and it was ticking off. I should kill her and get this over with and save myself from trying to open a book that doesn’t want to be opened. Start the war I so desperately need.
So I launched at her with the intent to kill, bringing her down to the ground and ready to be done with this and get my war and rid the earth of these vampires.
Just a rip
Just a bite
And it’s done.
But I stopped. My heart stopped. She looked at with lifeless eyes, she was here but at the sa ti, she was not, almost like her mind had traveled far.
She didn’t utter a single word, not one word, not one sound, almost like she had accepted her fate.
And that... caused an invisible dagger to my chest, I thought that organ didn’t feel a thing anymore. Or maybe I wasn’t used to my enemies surrendering themselves so easily or maybe because at this mont she wasn’t the vicious vampire I was bred to hate.
She was just a girl accepting her fate.
So I did the impossible. I shifted to my human form, but I still stayed collected, either she’s trying to play with or I’m losing my marbles.
She shouldn’t fucking ss with .
So I leaned, her scent hitting my nose as I took a whiff.
God she slls so damn good that it gives a hard-on instantly.
But I stay composed ignoring the traitor between my legs.
"You’re not very good at lying, Countess"
She opened her eyes and green orbs stared back at , orbs that sucked in but I resisted.
I will not be bewitched.
"Your earlier fall would get anyone in your condition worried"
It was just a ruse, I already had my answer.
"You’re not pregnant are you?"
Shock filled her features and her lips parted, it looked cute on her for being caught in her lie but I ignored the thought and smirked instead, hoping it instilled fear into her because fear is everything and I need my hold on her.
I leaned toward her and sothing happened, the sll of her arousal hit so hard like a truck.
Another thing to ignore even though I know what it entails.
"What else have you lied to about, Emmaline?" I growled.
Angry at her or myself for being lured into her arousal stirring on like a pump to a machine.
"Are you really even Luther’s Countess? Or is your ring just a fucking formality?!"
Bingo!
I got my answers.
She has toyed with from the very beginning but I knew deep down that the ring on her finger was ant for sothing.
Protection?
Why would Luther go through much trouble naming a stranger his Countess and giving her his ring? That is too far even for him.
There’s a reason and I will find out what.
I heard a branch snap and she must have heard it too, it was miles away but it was coming.
Company.
With a grunt, I got off her walk to a tree to check for a marker, when I saw one I dug in the bark and found a bag, pulled out a jean and t-shirt and wore it.
I turned my gaze back to her and she remained still when I looked at her she leveled her gaze.
The sound ca again until it got closer and I walked back to her.
"Stay quiet and keep your hood on" I commanded and she didn’t even protest as I expected her to and pulled her hood to cover her hair.
I turned to the company and just as expected Owen Sherman, the clan leader of the witch clan stepped with two others with flashlights.
"Dace Devereaux?" he said with a frown pointing the light to us.
"Get that fucking light out of my face!" I said with a growl.
"You’re the one on my property, Devereaux" he leveled the light. "I have been aning to hold an audience with you but here you are at my doorstep"
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