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He was everything I wanted; The only thing that mattered, that made sense.
‘What the h**l, Daisy?’ A snarky voice snapped inside my mind, but was then abruptly shoved back. It felt like two people warring in my mind. One was a male, the other a snarky female. They were at war, while I sat blissfully sedated.
“Beautiful, are you still here?” Tristan murmured, his hand cupping my chin.
The snarky female retreated into the darkness, and my mind became muddled once more.
“I’m here.” I murmured, “I’ll always be here.”
“Always.” Tristan murmured, “That is a long time, Daisy.”
“A long time.” I repeated, wanting just one more excuse to hear his feathery voice.
“I will claim you as my own.” Tristan murmured, his lips were moving lower. “You’ll be coming home with me tonight, beautiful.”
That was music to my ears, sending my heart into a love sick frenzy. This was everything I had been waiting for, hoping for.
Tristan’s lips moved lower, nestling just above my shoulder blade. The moment his lips pressed against my skin, I knew there was no turning back. My mind was still a jumbled fog. One part of me was trying to decipher what was going on, and the other side of me couldn’t care less.
‘I wouldn’t do this.’ The rational side of me snapped, ‘Who cares, just look at him.’ The dreamy side of me responded.
His tongue flicked against my sensitive skin, and a blissful sigh left my lips. His touch was heavenly, cold but delicate. It was when his teeth emerged and pierced my skin, that the fog in my mind imploded. The rational side of me was being dragged away kicking and screaming. I could see it all in my mind. The rational me, being pulled by her hair towards a giant person-sized chest, a lock and golden chain sat nearby. She was screaming at me, pleading with me to save her but I was too far away.
“Get the f**k off her you creep!” Someone shouted, and whatever had been dragging the rational side of me faded into nothingness.
It was then I realized Tristan had been holding me up. He jerked away from me, and I slumped against the cool balcony floor. Something wet dripped down my shoulder, feeling warm against my cooled skin.
“What the f**k just happened?” The voice was frantic. Someone grabbed me from under my shoulders, someone I knew wasn’t Tristan.
I wanted to search for him, to reach out and feel his cool skin against my own. I wanted to hear his velvet smooth voice, feel his glossy hair under my fingertips. He wasn’t with me anymore, I could feel it.
The fog was slowly draining from my mind, leaving me with an overwhelming feeling of fatigue. I couldn’t remember where we were, why we had come here. All I knew was I wanted Tristan as much as I wanted a nap. Names and faces began to filter into my mind, but I couldn’t make them match up.
A guy was carrying me, he had a frown on his face. He was cute, but Tristan was the only man on my mind. A girl was walking next to him, she had short hair and was wearing a beautiful dress. She looked angry, worried and frightened. We walked over to a car, and the short haired girl unlocked the doors.
She turned to another guy, one I hadn’t noticed before. Her lips grazed his softly, her hand grasping his tightly. They were speaking to eachother. I couldn’t force my ears to listen, but whatever they were saying must’ve been brief.
“Daisy?” The guy who had carried me was talking.
I blinked once and realized we were in the car, driving down the road. Just a second ago we had been at the club. A second ago, I had been with Tristan.
“Daisy?” The guy repeated.
I was slumped against the seat, my body inches away from his own. I couldn’t understand who he was talking to. It was a hard thing to explain. I knew my name was Daisy, and yet I couldn’t fathom why he’d be talking to me. He wasn’t Tristan.
I blinked again and realized I was being carried into a house. More people I knew I should remember rushed forward, their faces frantic and their eyes spilling with worry. A gruff looking man and an older woman rushed towards me. I couldn’t feel my legs as I tumbled forward into the man’s arms.
“What happened to her?” The gruff man was angry, so angry.
“We went to Haze to find my mate.” The girl rushed out, her voice cracking. “Daisy got lost and we found her with some guy. He wasHe was biting her.”
The gruff man went pale, and somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if he was going to throw up. I hoped he didn’t throw up on me, even though I probably wouldn’t notice if he did.
“Oh Goddess.” The older woman gasped, her hand flying to her chest. “They found her.”
I was placed on something soft, something familiar. I ran my fingers over the comforter on my bed.
Dad, Grandma, Breyona and Mason were all standing in my bedroom. I could remember their names now, and place them to their faces. My mind was becoming clear slowly. I still couldn’t figure out their importance to me. All I knew was Tristan, wondering where he was or what he was doing.
Grandma was dabbing something wet along my shoulder, and I sighed dreamily as my shoulder stung in pain. The feeling of Tristan’s teeth along my soft skin danced in my head. His lips were so cool against my heated skin, igniting a fire that burned low in my abdomen.
“What is that?” Breyona gasped, and I felt soft fingers trail themselves over the sore spot on my shoulder.
“The vampire.” Grandma’s voice was full of sorrow. “He’s marked her.”
“Vampire?” Breyona growled lowly, her voice set me on edge.
What they were saying held little importance to me, and my mind tuned out the rest of their conversation. Tristan’s swirling blue eyes came to the front of my mind, his sly yet devastatingly handsome smile, his musky yet sweet scent. All of it was doing a little dance routine in my head, distracting me from everything else.
“You need to tell her.” Breyona’s voice sounded weak, frightened. “She has a right to know why their after her.”
“Don’t you think we know this.” My Dad growled, but his heart wasn’t in it. “Regardless, she’s my daughter. It’s my job to protect her.”
“She needs a chance to protect herself.” Breyona snapped in response, “If you don’t tell her, I will. I can’t lie to her, not about this.”
“We will tell her.” Grandma’s voice was still full of sorrow, but she had a air of peacefulness around her.
“Wait until tomorrow, when the Vampire’s tricks have worn off.”
My eyes quickly fluttered close. Even in my dreams, Tristan was there. My mind was a muddled mess, struggling to focus on the details of my dream. We were somewhere dark, a small light shining in the corner of what looked like a room. Tristan and I were lying on a soft bed, red sheets rubbing softly against my skin.
“Come to me, love.” Tristan murmured, trailing soft kisses down my neck.
A sigh of bliss escaped my lips, and I tilted my head to give him easier access.
His teeth sharpened, grazing against the soft flesh of my shoulder. A stinging pain jolted me from my sleep, from my confusing dream. I looked down at my hand, realizing I had been pressing it against the wound on my shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
As I looked down at the scarlet liquid staining my fingers, the events of last night rushed back to me.
The way Tristan’s arms felt wrapped around me, the way his lips trailed down my throat.
My mind was clearcrystal, in fact.
What had possessed me to let Tristan have his way? I was delirious with my infatuation for him, an infatuation that hadn’t existed until I met him again.
Grandma’s wordsBreyona’s threat, they rushed to my mind along with one specific word.
Vampire.
So that was a Vampire. What caused him to come this close to a werewolf pack was beyond me, but sometimes mistakes happened. Why did he go after me? He knew what I was, there was no mistaking it. And yet he openly chose to go after a werewolf.
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