Sarah was running as fast as she could. She was breathless, scared shitless, and on top of all, she was lost. She didn't know where she was or where she was going. The only thing she knew was she had to get to the river bank. From there, she will be able to orient easily.
It was way past midnight, and no, she wasn't lost in the woods. She was lost in the maze of narrow streets of The old town of Rome created. Everything looked the same, and behind every corner, there was another narrow and dark street. She hasn't seen a living person in a while, and every door she passed by was locked. All of the cafés and restaurants she passed by were closed long ago. Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! She was being followed, for hours probably, but she noticed it too late for her own good.And now she was running through dark and deserted streets with someone tailing her. Their footsteps were getting too loud and too close, and Sarah knew she wouldn't be able t“Double espresso, please. To go.” Elizabeth said to the young girl behind the counter of the coffee shop in a coarse voice. After placing the order, she moved out of the line to wait for her much-needed coffee. She didn’t even bother to remove sunglasses from her face knowing she looked like hell. Her eyes were bloodshot, and there were purple bags under them caused by a night filled with alcohol a
“It’s her, she’s the one. My promised one,” Henry thought but couldn’t move a muscle. He just stared in her eyes just like she stared in his. Warm brown pools took him by surprise and caused a storm in his head and a rapid beating of his heart. His instincts were telling him to grab her fast and just run to his lair, but the last bits of his rational mind knew better. He had to be careful not to ma
“So just like that? You crushed with a guy on a side-walk, he spilled your coffee, offered to buy you a new one, and you just left?” Martha asked with a look of disbelief on her face. “What was I supposed to do?!” asked Elizabeth, almost shouting.
When Saturday finally came, everyone was more than excited. Elizabeth was thrilled. One of her best friends was getting married. It was a big day. She met Samantha on her first day of college, in their first class. What made them click instantly was shared love towards Russian romanticism and the English Victorian era. One discussion led to another, and before they even knew it, they were spending more and more time together. Martha was already Lizzy’s best friend, and soon Jenny started hanging out with them since she was already friends with Samantha. Marie actually used to work at a local cafe where they used to spend their free periods, so in time she just fell into the group. Now, five years later, they were glued together. So when one of them was getting married, it was like that was their own wedding. It was important. “Are you nervous?” Lizzy asked Samantha. “Nooo, why would I be? It’s just the most important day of my life till now,” nervous sarcasm was seeping out of her.
‘She felt it, I know she did,’ Henry thought to himself while he led his mate to the dance floor. He could see it on her face, she acknowledged the sparks that were meant to exist between two soulmates, and she seemed entranced with his eyes like he was with hers. He saw her pulse quicken on her neck, and her breath seemed to have picked up a pace. But on her exterior, she seemed calm and collected, the recognition was so fast, and it disappeared from her as quickly as it came. If he was not focused on her every blink, he would have missed it. But how she managed to hide it all and act like she didn’t feel it, it was a mystery to him.
After Henry left the reception, he got into his car and went to the street where Elizabeth lived. He knew he couldn’t wait any longer. His inner beast was itching to get out and to grab its mate and fly away. He thanked heavens for the day that he decided to buy a black SUV with tinted glasses a few years back when he came to New York instead of the Porshe that he was eyeing. It will make his job so much easier now.
Henry knew he shouldn’t have drugged her, but he panicked when Elizabeth started screaming. He knew he should have calmed her, made himself not seem like a threat, but he just couldn’t think rationally. It looks like when it comes to Elizabeth, he can not make a single right decision because everything that he has done so far was wrong.
“I am what?... What are you talking about?” Elizabeth was confused. Why would a guy that she sees for the third time in her life call her his? It makes no sense. Unless he is a nut job, yeah, that would explain it. “Don’t you feel it? I don’t understand how you can ignore it. It’s not supposed to be possible.” Henry looked at her like he wasn’t actually seeing her, but like he was looking through her thinking about something she couldn’t comprehend. “Feel what exactly?” “What exactly?” now, h