2"We don't have all day", Jacob let out harshly, his eyes still transfixed on mine, hot and soul searing.I took the seat next to Sydney, wondering who the rest of the seats were for. I was just trying to keep my mind from the intimidating presence at the head of the table.The door opened and Alec entered, dressed in his usual garb, a black vest with dual scabbards cross attached at the back and black cargo pants.Who wore swords to a meeting?His eyes looked hard as he quickly took a seat next to Claude.I would love to know their story.What inspired their loyalty? What inspired them to stick by Jacob?I protect those who are under my wings.Jacob's words came back to me and I subtly glanced at him from under my lashes, my heart skipping an abnormal number of beats as I studied his clean face. His high cheekbones, his smooth skin, his arched brows, his hair that my hands itched to touch and that mouth.I wanted that mouth all over me."Dalia", a voice sounded and I broke out of m
~Jacob's pov~I smiled, "We won't know until she goes through the change"."But you feel it, don't you?" Sydney prodded and I tapped my foot against the floorboard of the car, wondering how much farther to the councillor's office."I don't feel anything", I growled. Anything except mad and raging lust and the stupid fleeting feeling of care I had showed her yesterday evening. That wasn't going to repeat itself for sure."Come on", Sydney rolled her eyes, her liquid silvers piercing me with a stare. "You can't say she doesn't get under your skin"."In precisely the same way you're getting under mine now. With your incessant prodding", I retorted, imbibing ice into my tone for her to know I was being serious.But Sydney was Sydney.Annoying as shit."What are you going to do if she's actually the one?"I sighed, "I doubt the fates would be so kind as to grant me my true mate after eight hundred years".Sydney sat back, considering what I had just said. I couldn't believe it myself.Th
Attorney Jim Toole was not in his office, so we were heading to his home in the heart of the city. Driving at a blinding speed, I held the seat belt to my chest as Claude drove past stoplights in his red Audi, winding past cars like a maniac as he throttled on."I think the whole point is to be alive by the time we get there", I gritted out as Claude took an unplanned swerve, causing me to hit my head against the windowpane and I winced, turning to glare at Claude.The smug bastard shrugged and took another unplanned swerve, "We need to get there if we are hoping to prevent another casualty".I sat back, he was right.The ambulance had whisked Judge Locke's body away and the police had locked off his office as a crime scene, but not before I grabbed all the papers, the ones that looked substantial and stuffed them into my tote.I had shown Claude the note and his eyes had deepened in their depths with a ferociousness. Hence why he was driving like a maniac to get to Attorney Toole.
"Claude, get back to Vivo. Tell him he has two fucking days to figure out the contents of that flash", Jacob commanded in an icy tone and I bristled.Claude grimly nodded and took out his phone, the sound of his keypad filling the air as he dialled.Sydney spoke out, "I'll go prepare for the meeting with the Senator. Alec would be here any minute".Jacob nodded and Sydney left his office, leaving us to fend the forte off Jacob's wrath. Claude was making the call, talking to the phone on the far corner of Jacob's office.Meaning I was the only one that was left to hold off the forte."What do you want me to do?", I asked, wrenching my hands under my shirt as I hardened my gaze on him.Jacob didn't glance up from the folder he was glaring at, "Figure this shit out", he drawled."Easier said than done", I murmured and he finally looked up at me, his eyes back to normal."What?" I asked as he kept on his stare. My nerves went into alert as the hairs on my body stood. His stare was becomi
"Or would you like it removed for you?" Jacob drawled with a delicate arch of his eyebrows.Fuck, this was exactly why they thought humans were dumb as rocks. How did the senator believe he could bring in a recording device to a meeting?A meeting with vampires for fuck's sakeThe senator grumpily brought out the little beeping device from his inner coat and set it into Alec's outstretched hands."Your phone too", Jacob added mockingly and I witnessed the senator's pudgy face go red with embarrassment.Or was it lividity?He most certainly had no right to be angry that he was stupid."Are we done with the harassment?", The senator asked, breathing rather loudly."Of course", Jacob smiled, playing the perfect host. "If you'd be so kind as to take the seat to my right", he offered.The senator walked, more like gobbled, over to the offered seat, eyeing not suspiciously before slumping on it.I kid you not when I say slumped. Like his legs were literally too small to carry his body wei
No one was breathing, literally, the place was so still, everyone's attention turned to the confrontation happening at the door.It was Thursday.He wasn't meant to be here until Saturday where a feast was being planned for him."I thought I would surprise my only nephew", his voice sounded gruff. The voices burly people carried. Not a single weak link in it. "Seems you left the front door open so I let myself in", the man laughed heartily.And I winced.That was a terrible joke and everyone seemed to think so.No one laughed or moved."Trouble in paradise?", The man asked with a delicate arch to an eyebrow of his. I spied Jacob's face grow grim for a minute before hardening into a mask of indifference."I wasn't expecting you till the weekend", Jacob countered. "Do pardon me for being off for a bit"."Always expect the unexpected from me", Jacob's uncle gruffly retorted, before moving into the mini conference room, his eyes landing on the potty senator before moving to mine."Dham
It had happened before, dhampirs mostly didn't need anchors but the modern world had made it seem so with the change.With dhampirs at a certain age, the vampire dna that had been reticent suddenly became dominant and began fighting the body.That's when the dhampir decides to take an anchor to go through with it or fight the pain and see which side won out.As in Dalia's case.I watched her. The fiery kitty, so still and stable in her sleep. My loins tightened and my body called for her as a voice in my head whispered, 'true mate'What?Hell, no.I was not going to accept the claiming.The door opened and my uncle stood in the doorway to Dalia's room Looking glum and livid.He let himself in, not saying a word as he too faced Dalia."Her body doesn't stand a winning chance", my uncle said calmly, no trace of the anger I had spied on his face.I said no words, the outcome of the Council meeting rolling in my head. Those stubborn old fads.The whole lot of them were useless. A threa
What in the world just happened?I had kissed Jacob... scratch that, Jacob had kissed me.But I had seduced him.I had lain back and slipped my fingers into my shorts and fingered myself. I had confessed to doing things with him on my mind.Ahhh, I covered my face with my hands, mortified to the core of my bones.How had I done that?Whyy?You slutty bitch, I chided my sex. Now I doubted I could ever look Jacob in the eyes again.He had rejected me though, my heart chipped. I had brought this embarrassment on myself, I admitted, suddenly feeling glum. I had deviated from the pact and now I had to live with the humiliation.Fuck.I thought back to a few minutes ago, when I was having the time of my life humping on Jacob's dick before everything had gone south.Before he had thrown me off like I had the plague. What had I doneWhat the fuck had I done?I screamed into the pillow, angry with myself and how I had allowed emotions loose.Well, I was going to have to suck it up and deal wi