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We arrived at the packhouse early in the morning, but the living room light was still on. Yellow light peeking from the sheer white c******s in Alpha Nolan’s living room.
The three of us walked inside, Alpha Nolan and Sean coated in a thick layer of Vampire blood. Beta
Devin and Alpha Zeke were both sitting on the couch, the dull sounds of a football game played on the
TV.
Two sets of eyes snapped up from the TV, roaming over Alpha Nolan and Sean’s blood coated body.
“You actually did it.” Alpha Zeke chuckled, his eyes brightening as he looked at the three of us. “K**l a lot of Vamps?”
“They knew we were coming.” Alpha Nolan grunted, and I could hear the exhaustion in his words.
“We’ll talk more in the morning.”
Beta Ned showed Sean to a spare bedroom. Before retreating into the room, Sean pulled me into his arms. My brother and I had never been affectionate towards each other, but for a moment I allowed myself to forget what I had done and enjoy my brother’s company.
Alpha Nolan stood off to the side, waiting patiently for me to follow him to hisour room.
“Don’t torture yourself, Daisy.” Sean murmured into my hear, pulling his arms from around me.
“If only it were that easy.” The words came out in a hushed whimper, but Sean had already closed the bedroom door.
My body was on autopilot as I followed Alpha Nolan into our bedroom. I sat motionless on the bed, my fingers grazing against the silky material of his blankets. Alpha Nolan stripped the b****y clothes from his chiseled body, tossing them into the bathroom trash can.
I watched in silence as Alpha Nolan pulled me from the bed, guiding me into the bathroom where a steaming shower awaited our presence. Much like he had before, he stripped the clothes from my body and let them fall to the floor with a quiet thud.
I savored every moment of his hands against my flesh, smearing soap into my skin until it lathered.
Alpha Nolan’s touch had always awakened something s*xual within me, flipping a switch that made me crave him entirely. This time his touch was different.
He washed my hair for me, his rough fingers tangled through my hair as he rubbed my scalp. Just when I was about to fall asleep in his arms, he rinsed the soap from my hair. After quickly washing himself, he pulled me from the shower. As if I were a fragile piece of glass, he carried me into the bedroom and placed me lightly on my feet.
While I wanted to collapse onto the bed, his thick arm around my waist kept me upright. His toffee eyes grew dark as they took in my tired and sorrow-stricken face. My lips felt dry and chapped, my eyes swollen from the tears I had shed and yet Alpha Nolan looked at me like a man seeing the sun for the first time.
“You were willing to d*e for me.” Alpha Nolan murmured, his voice thick and rough as he recounted the decision I had made.
“Of course.” My voice cracked as I spoke the words, tears burning the back of my eyes as I looked at the heavy emotion clouding Alpha Nolan’s face.
“Don’t ever give your life for mine.” His dark eyes grew hard, fear and anger flashing in their depths,
“Do you hear me, Daisy?”
“I hear you.” I responded, but he could see the truth bleeding through my eyes. “But I’m still here. And
Mason’s mate isn’t.”
Alpha Nolan’s eyes were still dark, still dripping with emotion he couldn’t put into words. His arm tightened around my waist as he lifted me against his chest. He slipped under the covers; my body still tucked in his arms.
Turning on his side, he pulled me against his chest. His skin radiated a warmth that soothed my chilled bones, and chased away the icy splinters that refused to leave. His hand traced light patterns across my b**e back his lips pressed against my clean hair as he inhaled deeply. Even as the sobs wracked my body, his hand never quit its soothing pace against my skin. His touch and affection did something to my wounded heart. It began to slowly patch up the jagged and cracked pieces.
Just as I was ready to succ*mb to the darkness, a fleeting thought crossed my mind. It was something the shadows had said when I made the deal with them.
‘To save the one you love, a life must be taken’
The shadows had been right. Somewhere along the way, I had fallen in love with Alpha Nolan.
While I was desperate to succ*mb to the darkness, I would have to try again tomorrow night.
For the second time, I stood outside my body and looked down at mine and Alpha Nolan’s sleeping forms. A scowl was etched onto my sleeping face, as though I were having a nightmare.
This time around felt different, almost as if I were more tangible than before. My skin no longer had that transparent dream-like hue. Rather than be forced by the Vampire King to visit, I stumbled towards my body. The effort made my legs ache, as it was like walking through quick-sand. Just as my fingers grazed the blanket, I was pulled backwards.
As though it were a dream, the room around me faded and changed into something different. Alpha
Nolan’s dark walls were replaced with a deep shade of maroon. Black couches dotted the large room, and book shelves lined half of the wall. A four-poster bed covered in black satin and large pillows looked strangely inviting.
Tristan’s muscular form walked out of the bathroom, letting steam ebb into the room. His near-white hair was messy and damp, the water still dripping from his skin. With nothing but a towel around his waist, Tristan strolled out of the bathroom. My eyes trailed the length of his body unwillingly, taking in every dip and curve of his muscles.
His crystalline eyes met my own and widened, his care-free gait stopped as he noticed me standing there. While my heart thundered with equal parts hate and desire, Tristan’s full lips turned up in a smirk.
“Quite the voyeur.” Tristan chuckled, continuing his stroll to what I assumed was his closet.
I clenched my fists at my side, trying to force myself back to my body but nothing seemed to work. If I was in my body, I would’ve had a headache from the effort.
“You’re the one who brought me here.” I rolled my eyes, coming to accept that this wasn’t just a realistic nightmare. “Feel free to send me back.”
“Send you back?” Tristan’s bemused and vivid eyes brightened, showing me a quick flash of his teeth before removing his towel.
With an annoyed hiss, I turned around. I could hear his silky chuckle, knowing I had turned around a second too late. While I wanted to toss the nearest lamp at his head, I couldn’t touch anything without a body.
“I’m not the one who brought you here, beautiful.” Tristan chuckled and I whipped around angrily. His face was the picture of innocence, tainted with the sly smile on his face. “It seems you found your way to me all on your own.”
Wearing nothing but a pair of low-cut sweatpants, he looked like a fallen angel. Beautiful and alluring, but dangerous and corruptive. I knew if Maya were here, she’d talk some sense into my head, telling me not to think that way about Tristan.
“I’m sleeping with Nolan right now. Why would I come and see you?” I grimaced, uncaring at how cold my voice sounded.
Despite the small part of me that wanted him, this was one of the Vampire’s responsible for Katie and
Kanyon’s d***h, and Seans abduction. No matter how hard, I had to keep myself from falling off the edge.
“As I said, despite what you claim you feel something for me.” Tristan murmured; his smile seductive yet scornful.
Faster than I could process, Tristan was standing just a few feet away from me. Even without my heightened smell, I could easily notice the sandalwood and citrus scent filling the air. Warmth radiated from his body, making me realize how cold I had been this entire time.
“I don’t. I feel nothing for you. How many times do I have to say it?” My voice wavered, an uncomfortable knot twisting in my stomach.
Tristan leaned forward, his lips an inch away from my ear. I couldn’t hide the shiver that went down my spine as his breath fanned against my ear. The amused tone in his voice annoyed me, helping me resist the urge to run my fingers over his b**e skin.
“Sweetheart, let me tell you a secret.” Tristan murmured, letting out a silky chuckle. “The mark wouldn’t have healed if you felt nothing for me.”
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