Eliza POV I stare at her in disbelief but she giggles again. "Are you sure I am not dead?" - I ask her but she just waves her hand to dismiss my question. "Why would you be dead? Silly girl" - she chuckles again. "Will you, please, stop giggling? I don't understand what is happening right now" - my voice was full of irritation. I don't believe her and I want to know the truth. "This is the truth." - she said simply with a smile. "I know it's hard to believe, but this place is where your most hidden emotions are placed." - I again just look at her, never have I ever felt this way before. It is too dark, too intense. "It can't be me. I... these emotions, these colors here... too dark for me..." - no way, I tell myself, it's not me. "I don't have these kinds of dark thoughts in me." - I say to her. I see her eyes glowing purple for a minute, but then she blinks a few times and says to me. "Maybe, it's not from the present." - I didn't have dark thoughts before. It hurt when people
Eliza POV I stand there, frozen in my spot, and dreamily look into his eyes. Everything around us just stops and we look at each other. I lost myself in those emerald globes. These eyes invite me to get closer, touch, and ignite passion. Except I see nothing warm in them. Just cold, hard emeralds, like the gems, hard and unbending. I even see a flicker of confusion. No, it's disbelief, but I ignore it. "Are you deaf? I asked you a question!" - his cruel words snap me out of this reverie. I realize I'm feeling cold, and it has nothing to do with the weather. "I... meet... I... someone..." - try to make sense of my confused state. He stares at me like I lost my mind. "I don't have all day." - he shoots me a glare, then sighs and says: "If you can't say it then go on your way! I don't have time to deal with you." - and he just turns around and storms to his car. I feel myself a fool, but at the same time, I'm pissed because he was so crass with me. What the hell is wrong with him?
Rick POV ~~~~ FEW DAYS PRIOR HE MEETS HIS MATE ~~~~ I just placed my ass on the chair and Uncle started asking me questions about my trip, and what I have learned. We sat at a long table, his place is always at the head of the table, and I sat on the left side of him. When I was young I always had to sit at the other end of the table, but I didn't like to be that far from my only family, and I was rarely at home, so I needed closeness. So, when I put my plate beside Uncle and told him I will sit here from now on, he nodded and said: "I thought this day never comes." - he understood me far more than I understand myself. This long table was a modest, dark oakwood with at least 20 chairs around it. Those are equally thick with some local patterns. The food is rich and tasteful, but we always drank blood. Even on social occasions, only disguised as wine. When I finished my report, he patted my shoulders and said: "I'm proud of you. Now, you are the perfect assassin." - as he smiled a
Rick POV I underestimated her ability. I met her 3 times in the last 2 days and we ended up fucking. When I was around her I forgot what I wanted and acted like I was in haze. But I wasn't bitten by her, I would remember and I even checked in the mirror. I needed to speak to Eliana to lessen Diana's power over me. I remember a pink fog before I end up like a fucking dog in heat. Every fucking time! I got a potion that lessens the effect of her power for a while, I hope I would be able to talk to her before her ability overpowers the potion. The worst thing is I still wasn't able to get off. The last time I was close but she passed out before I relieve myself. And necrophilia isn't my thing, so I left her room frustrated. And yet again, I'm here before her door, contemplating what I should do differently this time. I drank the potion 2 minutes ago because according to Eliana, this potion takes effect immediately. I knocked 2 times when a moaned "Come in" was heard from the ot
Rick POV I slowly lift her up from the bed, my hand on her neck tightens. She gasps, her grip on my wrist loosens for a second, but after that, I see the determination in her eyes, and grips me harder. I pull her face closer to me. "What do you want from me?" - I ask her coldly, and her eyes widen in fear. "I... I just... I need you" - she whimpers in my hand. My grip on her throat is getting more robust than before. "LIAR!" - I snarl at her face. She's visibly choking but still holds onto my hand with both of her hands. "Please..." - she begs - "I tell... you... everything..." - she has tears welling up in her eyes - "I really... need... you..." - that moment her hands drop beside her, and her eyelashes are closing. I realize I choked her too much, so I release her neck and she falls on the bed. She doesn't move, but I hear her heart beating wildly and her breaths are slow but steady. Great, she fainted. I go back to the bar, pour another glass of whiskey for myself and sit b
Rick POV After I came back to my senses, I walked toward her and stopped in front of her. I didn't know if I believe this turn of events. Suddenly the room alongside my mind seemed to have a little space. When she calmed down, she just sat in the chair, and stared, lost in thoughts. I went to grab the wine and poured her a glass and for me a whiskey. I sat down on the other chair and looked back at her. Now, I am sitting in my chair, and trying to figure out what is she trying to tell me. She's sitting with pulled-up legs, and sipping her wine. "Are you feeling better now?" - I ask her, gentler than before but still, it may seem cold to others. She looks back at me, smiling, but that smile doesn't reach her eyes. Now she looks like an innocent little girl and for the first time since I met her, I don't find anything sexy about her. Don't get me wrong, she's still that beautiful woman but now, she doesn't feel like she needs to seduce me, the atmosphere is changed between us. "I h
Hello Lovely Readers! The last two days I had so many things to do, I couldn't update anything. But since I promised I felt at least I give you the schedule I was long overdue. This week I'm still at home, so I will try to write every day at least 1 chapter. Tomorrow I will give you 2 to make up for the past few days. But starting next week, I will go back to work and my schedule will definitely drop. My job requires me to be there 12 hours a day and 4 days in a week. Or more if I have to do overtime. So that is why I dare not promise more than 3 chapters a week since I don't know how tired I will be. If I have a good day, maybe I wrote 2, but mostly 1 chapter a day for 3 days. I'm sorry if it's a disappointment but until I can change my daily job I have to compromise somehow. Until then, you can ask me anything and I will answer it, except if it's a spoiler... ;) I hope you enjoy reading this story of mine and give me your thoughts about it. I'd really appreciate it. And if
Rick POV ~~~~ A FEW DAYS AFTER HE MET HIS MATE ~~~~ Eugene is driving me crazy. I don't know how but my wolf didn't shut up since we met that girl. I swear I miss the months he didn't speak. He almost took control of my body because he wanted to hold his mate. I feel something is not right in this equation. Every time I have a little bit of hope, things turn out to be dangerous. I mean, more dangerous than usual since I am the one who brings death to others. Why do I feel that this girl will be my death? I refuse to believe in fairy tales, a beast like me doesn't deserve a second chance. And I was fucked over the last time a mate showed up in my life, so... thanks, but no, thanks. My life is complicated, and I don't need another female to compromise my accomplishments. Speaking of females... Diana tried to make contact with me, even came to that meeting where her father, my Uncle, and I tried to smooth things over. She made everything worse. I realized she manipulates her fathe