Vanir was Jacob St. Laurent, Vanir was the King of Vampires.That was the mantra that I repeated in my head as I made my way to work the next morning, the events of last night still replaying in my mind.Vanir had quickly made work of the newly mades that had come to cause a disruption in one of the human-vampire establishments, the gang of uncultured rebels routing when they saw their King of Vampires had intervened during their raid and then Vanir had drove me home in complete silence, not even bothering to explain or attend to the numerous questions that were raging a protest in my head and I hadn't bothered to let out the sea of questions either. All the signs, how he knew so much, the fear from people wherever we went, the waiter, the boutique woman. How did I miss that? I hurried into my office, finding Claude's desk empty as I sat and powered on my computer, going straight to G****e search, typing out the name, Jacob St. Laurent with shaky fingers and came up with nothing. Wh
I spent the night at Lanie's after the police came and advised me to spend the night or probably a few days at a friend's place, assuring me that they'll be keeping tabs on the place in case the intruder comes back. I had told them everything I could about Siti, hoping at least they could find home with the little information I had relayed.Luckily my room hadn't been touched, so I had gotten a few clothes and had hightailed it down to Lanie's house. My father hadn't bothered to call to check on me. I walked into the Laurent's Inc. the next day, with a terrorizing headache and wishing I could be anywhere else in the world. Wishful thinking.I pressed the elevator button, about to step in when I heard my name, thinking I was hearing things. I shook my head and entered the elevator, watching the door close when a hand slid through and halted its closure."Miss Paul"It was the receptionist, Tonia."Oh sorry", I exclaimed and pressed the cancel button, stepping out to meet her. "I did
Feeling his eyes on me, I glanced at him, my brows quirking in confusion, "What am I doing here?""It seems you prefer my company", Jacob responded, his eyes fixing on me in a predatory gaze."What?", I reiterated, sitting up on the bed. The bed? How did I get on a bed? Where am I?"You passed out in your home", Jacob answered plainly"Then how am I here?", I prodded, my confusion turning to anger as everything came back to me.Jacob leaned back in his chair, his black hair gleaming in the bedroom light as his eyes glinted with knowledge, "I happened to be around at the time".Happened to be around? What in the world was this man saying, "You happened to be around my house at the time I passed out?""Yes. I believe that's what I said", Jacob answered, impassively."You order me to stay away from you and forget everything I know about you. Yet you happened to be around my house?" I ranted, my eyes widening with fury. "You know what, fuck you", I said and stood, wanting to leave, as hi
I looked Jacob in the eyes, my temper livid and still rising, "She", I began haughtily, "would like to know too".Jacob simply stared at me, taking his seat behind the desk, the evening sky spread out behind him.Claude sat too, his brows turned in, in contemplation"What are you thinking?"Jacob asked, facing him and forgetting I was there again, or that I had even spoken too. I schooled my features and focused on Claude, who was talking as his words registered in my brain."I'm thinking of the whole fiasco that happened downstairs", Claude complied, his right hand going to his face, "Two parties were obviously involved. The humans and the vampires""Involved?", I voiced out in a question, not understanding his logic or what he was trying to prove."Yes, involved", Jacob answered for me, his velvet voice caressing me as I faced him once again, "The two parties planned to attack, they just didn't know that it was going to turn into a face off""Oh", I exclaimed, "But Claude hasn't f
The fire roared and crackled burning down everything in it's wake. I coughed, putting my hand to my nose as I banged on the door, screaming for help, my voice going hoarse from the smoke. I banged loudly, rattling the door, as everywhere grew hot and hazy"Help", I screamed, tears beginning to slip out from my eyes in realization that no one was coming for me, the fire had surrounded me, crackling and hissing and the smoke detector had gone off. I slid down to the ground trying to breathe in proper as the smoke choked and crowded my lungs. Of all days to forget my phone, I chided myself, my vision becoming grainy as the temperature in the room sweltered and I succumbed to the darkness.Beep beep beepThe beeping sounds registered in my mind, catapulting me awake as I opened my eyes groggily as my eyes took in the white walls.The equipment covering my nose and mouth pushing air into my nose even though I could breath by myself. What happened?, I thought, Why am I in the hospital?
My dad had set our house on fire and by the look in his eyes that night, he had known I had been inside. He had known.That thought stayed with me.The police came three days later. I was at work with Lanie, munching on chips when a knock sounded and Tonia, the woman manning the last floor reception, poked her head in"Miss Paul, the police are here for you", she announced gleefully, probably hoping I had done something wrong. I nodded, already fully prepared for the moment and she left, letting them in.A woman came in first, her black pixie cut hair shaping her diamond face and her short stature clad in the police uniform, a man stepped in next, the young man from the hospital."Good day, Miss Paul, I'm Detective Rainey", the woman said briskly, unsmiling as she stood in front of my table, towering over me from my sitting position, "We'll try not to take much of your time. We just have some questions."I nodded, breathing in air, and preparing myself for the onslaught and feeling
What? Who?I shook my head rapidly, the heavy hand on my throat obstructing the words that had formed in my head. My eyes grew wide with panic as the man's fang elongated as he hissed, with a slight accent, "I've seen yer with him""I don't know who you're talking about", I said, my voice coming out muffled as the man's hand tightened on my throat, his rancid breath breathing down on me as I tried to scream."You want to lie, you little whore", the man accused, "Let's see what the King of Vampires little whore tastes like", he hissed, his other hand going to my breast. And I thought I was going to be sick."No", I screamed as I struggled, bile rising to my throat at the horrid thought of being raped when I felt the wind get knocked out of me in a slap."Shut up", the man hissed again and I couldn't breathe, the slap had probably reset my whole thinking faculty as the basic hand to hand training I had received came to the forefront of my head. If I could dislodge him and get to my ta
The vampire snarled at me again, snapping me out of my thoughts as footsteps sounded behind me,"You there" a brisk voice sounded startling me into a run, my feet taking off before my brain had processed the order. I ran turning at junctions, not having any idea where I was going just knowing I couldn't get caught. I slid into a dark room my heart pounding in my chest as I crouched down to the ground, holding in my breath as footsteps passed where I was hiding.My phone vibrated in my palm and I hurriedly turned it off as I heard the footsteps pause and walk back to where I was hiding. I was going to be caught, I thought. This was it. A hand opened the door, the light from the hallway filtering into the room and I squeezed into the wall wishing I could merge with it."This will make it the fifth time I'm saving you", the velvet voice said, reaching my ears as I stood with shock. "Jacob?" "Were you the one chasing after me just now?"No, I never do the chasing", Jacob drawled and