Rejected Mate and Following Fate

Leyanne sighs heavily, her expression grim, walks around me and gets into the car without hesitation, her temper pulled thin, leaving me standing on the roadside flexing my hands and trying to stop my claws coming out. I can feel my eyes burning with fury, and know they’re probably glowing as red as lava with how mad I am in this second, my anger and instinctual aggression peeking out because I’m standing four feet from the enemy and everything in me is screaming ‘kill it’. I can barely suppress the anxiety, the hatred and yet I know deep down I need to follow her.

“Hurry up, pet. I’ve not got all day.” Leyanne’s voice coos from inside, a slight thawing of her icy tone in what I guess is a bid to try and cool my jets and I swallow my fury, snort at the standing guard, throwing him a nasty glare, almost tasting the urge to strike him down but yet throw caution to the wind. She said they weren’t a threat, and that she’ll still help us…I shouldn’t believe her, but I can’t help thinking of the fact she warned me I wouldn’t like this arrival, last night. I grin my teeth, shake my head at how stupid this is as I climb inside the dark interior of the vehicle and give stinking vampire freak a wide berth. I have more questions than apprehension and knowing I need to be braver if we’re going to help our pack, means I lay my suspicion aside and trust that the fates wouldn’t lead me here to this for no reason. I jump when the door is snapped shut behind me, the interior so dark that I’m momentarily blind before my nocturnal vision kicks in and almost fall onto my seat as I clutch the cold leather and edge myself to sit down.

The inner car is spacious, unlit, and my vision starts to adjust properly just before Leyanne lights it up with a glowing ball in the center of her palm. I blink, flinching painfully at the sudden white light she just dazzled me with and snort again, showing my displeasure with her for all of this.

“Not all of us have night vision goggles you know, Darrius. The sun doesn’t hurt you so why are we sat in a dark box? Are you allergic to interior lighting?”

Wait, what? The heavy sarcasm holds a hint of warmth, and her voice pulls me to blink rapidly and look towards the person she’s addressing, sitting opposite us. I only now see him that she’s drawn him to me and I freeze in utter terror as I realize the scent that’s still offending my nostrils isn’t just from the driver at the door, but the foreboding figure opposite.

I can smell him, much like the other one, this too is a vampire and I know for a fact the sun DOES hurt them. It’s why we are safer in daylight. Confusion causes me to furrow my brow, wrinkle my nose and cast Leyanne a look as if to say ‘are you kidding?’ surely she has more knowledge that that about these pale, ugly creatures.

“Old habits, Miss Cruden…. I dwell in the dark, I’m not used to being around in the day due to the nature of my profession.” The muscular shadowy figure leans forward, still clouded in shadow, somehow shielded from Leyanne’s light with a heavy dark coat that has the oversized hood pulled up so only the lower half of his face can be seen. Carved masculine lips, clean shaven, and those white pointy teeth that are impossible to hide are hinting out over the outer edges of his lower lip, although this one has a square jawline, and his pallor doesn’t seem as lifeless as the ones I have come up against. His skin almost looks humanly colored, and warm, as though his teeth are fake and he’s not really what he smells like.

I’m met with a husky heavily accented voice, in a body that screams of strength and power. He’s in a tailored set of dark clothes, his outer jacket is leather and long on that tall body, , almost like a suit, with dark crimson lining peeking out and adding a hint of opulence. I’m surprised to be able to feel body heat emanating his way and not the cold iciness we have encountered when we fight his kind. In fact, if I didn’t smell him, see his fangs with my own eyes, I would be doubting what he is at all. He’s one of them, only he seems different and carries the same kind of dark and intense aura as Leyanne.

“You’re not exactly giving her reason to relax with the hood? Sinister and mysterious are not always the way to make new friends, Darrius.” Leyanne points out, ironically, given she was wearing one when we met her last night. The vampire pauses…seems to ponder it for a moment and then with a slight tilt of his head and a raised arm, he pulls back his hood slowly to reveal a handsome, definitely masculine face, under dark brows and a head of modern styled black hair, but I freeze as he blinks blood red, glowing eyes, my way that makes my breath catch in my throat and I choke. Startled with the intensity of their light in this dark space as they almost glow like crimson candles in the pitch black of night.

Vampires that we’ve been up against never had the same color of eyes as me. He’s the first I have ever seen, and it throws me off kilter completely, gawping his

her seat with a smile. I glance from her to him and back again, ignoring the fact that he’s actually pretty hot for a vamp man, something we NEVER see, and yet his eyes make him look like the devil. I am at a loss for words. Caught in silent awe, staring at this hunky, devil eyed creature before me, as he gazes right back, no expression at all, and his focus makes me tremble under the intensity of his gaze. It’s like he’s staring right

in over my head, trying to get a read on the situation. Leyanne seems relaxed and comfortable, but that means nothing to

words it’s heavy and pronounced. I’m not sure where to place his origin and it might explain why he’s nothing like the vampires in Arizona. Maybe they have races, much like the humans do, like wolves have colors, and up until now we have seen the ugliest, scrawniest, whitest, and lowest of the gene pool of

don’t get many coincidences in these lands.” Leyanne leans towards him

sit upright and keep all my internal reactions down. My wolf is fighting me to leap out due to my growing uneasiness and mistrust, and I’m gagging on the stench of vampire invading my senses the longer I breath the air in this small confine. Overwhelmed with the feel of them and hating

are you waiting on? I wouldn’t have asked you to come if I wasn’t sure, and he knows her by sight. He’ll kill your doubts in a flash.” Leyanne almost goads him, confidence oozing, her posture is straight and haughty as though she knows this is all inevitable and he’s wasting time by delaying. I can’t really add

her if he doesn’t want to.” The dark stranger shifts in his seat and props an arm on the ledge and turns his head out at the black tinted window, staring at the road out there and flexes that square muscular jawline. If he wasn’t a vampire, if I didn’t have Colton, then I would dare to say he would be crush worthy. As it is

jokes but his low throaty growl only makes her smile wider and I get that this chick really likes to rile people. She loves to throw in those little stabby words for reaction. He becomes

been clear on vampire life spans but surely that can’t be right. Some of the

which I notice is sheathed in a black leather glove on his thigh, another layer of weird on

possible.

much of it back home, and he probably told whoever it was to get in here. I instinctively slide towards Leyanne, inner nerves taking over and shielding myself beside her in hopes she will actually protect me, as a dark clothed figure appears at the blinding light of the open door, tall, muscular but shrouded in shade as the sun sits behind him and makes it impossible for me to see. I peer out, blinking as I try to adjust, eyes watering profusely, rubbing my eyes to shield the sudden retina burning brightness that’s pointed right

my face, and out to the figure once more. Unsure what’s happening here or if I’m expected to say something, do something. Spinning my head and then halting as a new scent enters my nose and makes everything around me stop dead and blur away as a detail homes in all my senses to

would I not know what is filtrating through my nostrils and stimulating all my nerve endings. My body stiffens, my skin goosebumps and all my hackles