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“Goodbye, beautiful.” Tristan purred, “Until we meet again.”
The connection between the two of us snapped like a thin sheet of glass, shattering to the floor as I awoke in bed. The sun was beginning to rise, casting hues of gold along the damp earth. Stray beams of light ebbed through the c******s, though the room was still cloaked in darkness.
I pulled myself from bed and quietly slipped on some clothes, noting how calm Nolan’s breathing sounded. The entire house was silent, and I saw no point in needlessly waking Nolan up.
I tiptoed downstairs, shuddering at how dark and eerie the house felt at night. I headed down to the basement, feeling the overwhelming need to check on Brittany and Scott. Tristan’s words had embedded themselves under my skin, filling me with a sense of dread and paranoia.
As I made it down to the basement, I nearly screamed as Luna Freya emerged from the dark dungeon tunnel. Surprise flooded her eyes as she placed a hand against her heart.
“Daisy, you nearly gave me a heart a****k.” Luna Freya exhaled sharply, humor dancing in her eyes.
“Same here.” I nodded, letting out a breathless chuckle. “What are you doing down here?”
“I needed to check on Brittany.” Luna Freya frowned; concern etched onto her face. “I understand
Alpha Nolan is suspicious after the a****k last night, and I allowed him toquestion her, but I needed to make sure she was alright.”
I wondered what unsavory methods Nolan had resorted to in order to get answers from Brittany, though
I couldn’t blame him. Holding the title of Alpha wasn’t an easy job, especially when you looked over the largest pack in the world. Sometimes cruelty and ruthlessness were required, though I had seen many sides of Nolan.
“I understand.” I grimaced, and for a moment I wondered why I had come down here in the first place.
“How is she”
My words caught in my throat as the dark stain on Luna Freya’s jacket made itself known. Deep in color, shining under the poor basement lights. The blood on her jacket was still wet, though her skin was free of blemishes or wounds.
Every ounce of motherly concern drained from Luna Freya’s face as she caught the location of my gaze. Something dark and feral crossed her eyes, and without hesitation, she lunged for my throat.
I had just enough time to scramble backwards, knocking into a stack of boxes. I grunted as something hard slammed into my head, but remained focused on Luna Freya. I steadied myself as the boxes crashed to the floor, and I hoped the noise had woken the entire house.
‘Nolan!’ I shouted through the mind-link, ‘Nolan, wake up!”
Her canines were lengthened, her claws elongated as she lunged again. Her claws scraped against the skin on my stomach, but I rolled to the side with seconds to spare. Warm blood seeped into my t-shirt, but I couldn’t waste the time to assess the damage. It was clear from the way Luna Freya moved, that she had extensive experience in fighting. Her movements were graceful, calculated and precise. She wasn’t toying with her prey, as most werewolves do, she was heading straight for the k**l. Her speed was half of my own, though it was my speed that kept me alive.
‘Daisy?’ His voice was faint due to the roaring in my ears. My head throbbed in time to my quickening heartbeat.
K*****g Luna Freya was the last thing I wanted, but I knew she wouldn’t let me leave this basement alive. From the look of primal determination on her face, I knew Nolan would never get answers from her.
I felt my own claws emerge and watched as she failed to defend her left side. With a slim chance of survival, I lunged at her. A snarl of fury left her lips as my claws sunk into her sides, and my canines met her throat.
I was greeted by the thick taste of her blood. Rich and decadent like dark chocolate, I struggled to pull myself from her body. Her claws scraped at my skin, but my grip on her was iron clad. I could no longer feel the stinging pain as her claws raked into my flesh. Instead of pain, her claws felt like gentle caresses.
I wanted to be repulsed, but everything within me praised the blood. It ignited my cells, shocking my nerve endings as I became bloated with strength. Maya remained silent, speechless as she watched the other side of me make itself known. As much as Maya wanted to be angry, she knew what I was, and accepted me regardless.
“Daisy?” Nolan’s voice was a beacon that pulled me away, pulling my attention from Luna Freya’s blood.
I forced myself away from Luna Freya’s body, unable to pull my eyes from her frozen corpse. Her face was contorted in rage, her claws still lengthened. Her blood coated my mouth, and I resisted the animalistic urge to lick every last drop.
I couldn’t force myself to meet Nolan’s eyes, convinced this would change everything between us. How could he care for a monster? Would he even want me as a mate after this?
Large hands pulled me from the floor, setting me on my feet. My legs felt like jelly, but remained strong from the blood I had consumed. Nolan’s hands toyed at the shredded shirt I wore, peeling it back to look at my stomach. Luna Freya’s claws had slashed across my stomach, but there was no wound to be found.
Nolan wiped away my blood with part of the shirt, running his fingers over my stomach slowly. Instead of a wound, there were three raised lines, thick and jagged. The wound alone would have k****d me, and yet the blood healed them effortlessly.
“That’s how you healed from the stab wound.” Nolan spoke, though his voice held no animosity. I dared to look into his eyes, flinching at the softness within them. “This would have k****d you.”
“I” My voice fell short, sputtering out as I realized I hadn’t a clue what to say.
“When did you find out you craved blood?” Nolan asked, cupping my chin as he forced me to stare into his eyes.
“I don’tI don’t crave it.” I winced at the word, “When I taste it, I like it. I’m not some walking blood addict.”
“How interesting.” Nolan murmured, tearing the bottom of my shirt off and using it to wipe the blood from my lips.
“Interesting?” I choked, glancing down at Luna Freya’s body. “I k****d her, and drank her blood. It’s disgusting.”
“It’s who you are.” Nolan stated simply, unphased by what just happened. “Though, it seems you don’t need blood to survive. You’ve gone eighteen years without it.”
“She’s half-vampire?”
Zeke’s voice broke the trance between Nolan and I, as we both whipped around to meet his surprised face. Wearing nothing but loose-fitting sweatpants, it was clear Zeke had just woken up. His dark hair was a mess on his head, sticking up in random directions.
“She is.” Nolan nodded slowly; his eyes locked on his friend. “Though, I would appreciate if you kept the information to yourself. Alpha Bran is quitebloodthirsty when it comes to Vampire’s.”
Much to my dismay, Zeke snorted at Nolan’s terminology and flashed me an uneasy smile.
“Luna Freya. What happened?” Zeke asked, both him and Nolan meeting my gaze.
“Might as well explain from the beginning.” Nolan grunted.
“Wella vampire marked me, so I have a constant connection to him until I find my mate. I visited him through the mark last night. I needed to know if Brittany was telling the truth, or if we had more than one traitor in this pack. He told me Brittany was a spy, but by the time I woke up, I’d be too late.” I grimaced, “I came down here just as Luna Freya was leaving the dungeons. She had blood on her clothesfresh blood. When she saw I noticed, she attacked me.”
“Luna Freya was a spy.” Zeke scoffed, shaking his head as he stared down at her corpse. “Anything else I need to know?”
“My father is the Vampire King, so there’s that.” I sighed, wishing I could start this morning over.
Alpha Zeke looked oddly at peace with the information I was handing him, though it could prove dangerous to myself. Zeke turned to Nolan, meeting his eyes with a hard stare.
“I only need to ask once. Do you trust her?” Zeke asked Nolan, and I tried not to be offended by the question.
“Daisy had the chance to let me d*e, and yet here I am.” Nolan nodded, a soft smile on his face. “I trust her with my life.”
“Sorry.” Zeke gave me a gentle smile, “I had to ask.”
“I’m a little offended, but I understand.” I huffed, watching as Zeke’s smile widened. “We need to go down there. That blood on Luna Freya’s jacket didn’t belong to her.”
The three of us headed down to the dungeons, walking down the damp corridors as we approached the fork in the tunnels.
“I’m going to check on Scott.” I nodded to the two of them and turned on my heel.
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