MasukHis smirk widens, “We aren't close with lovers, Eva. As we can have many, they come and go. We also have very few allies because many lust for power.”
He's getting off on my agitation. “Then what?”
He hesitated, “Eric was thinking Vicky could turn out to be his mate. It is why he chose to marry her so that he could be with her around humans. He was wrong.”
He said, Mate! I ask, “Why?”
He says, “He didn't share enough indicators with her. They never had the mind-link.”
I tilt my head, “But he married her and let her close?”
Vincent adds, “Yes, perhaps he was just tired of being lonely, and he didn't feel like she'd betray him. He hoped to grow to love her.”
I'm trying to understand all of this, “Maybe not everyone has the ESP thing like me.”
He says, “No, all vampires do, just most are very weak. But even weak ones have it with their…”
He trailed off, so I insisted, “Their what? I'm doing my best not to pry it out of you!”
He said softly, as his blue eyes flicked to mine, “Mates.”
My eyes go wide. No, no, this can't be what this pull means! “Ummm, no.”
He looks at me, almost annoyed, “Then you don't believe in what you write. That poem was about vampires. Your protagonist was in search of her king, her mate, just as he was stalking her.” He's right, but then, what about the pull I have to Sam and that slight one to Eric? Vincent looks into my eyes, “At first, I thought the same because you're not human, so I don't think I can make you into a vampire. I don't know how it could work, although hybrids did exist long ago. But I am certain of one fact, and it is that you are my mate.”
I say, “But you're not the only one.”
He tilts his head, “Are you sure?”
I nod, “If what you say is true, he will call.” I felt that pull to Sam. After talking with Vincent, I realized why. I touched the cheek that I was kissed on as I held out my phone.
It begins to ring and I answer.
***Phone call on speaker***
Sam Fall: Eva, are you ok?
Eva Sims: Highly confused, but not as much as Vincent is right now.
Vincent Black: How?
Eva Sims: I showed you how I got him to call.
Vincent Black: Fine, then why a vampire and a wolf?
Sam Fall: Okay, now I'm confused.
Eva Sims: We were talking about the mind-link, mind-reading, I guess, or whatever, but how it is an indicator of a potential mate, and how Vicky wasn't Eric's mate.
Vincent Black: How'd you know to call?
Sam Fall: I heard her ask me.
Vincent Black: Well, fuck!
I stifle a giggle because it looks like these boys will have to learn to share and get along, too.
Sam Fall: Not following!
Eva Sims: How does a wolf know if they've found a mate? I'm not talking about just a casual lover either!
The line went dead silent. Sam suddenly isn't so brazen, just as Vincent got nervous earlier about this very same topic.
Sam Fall: Stop trying to pry!
Vincent Black: Yeah, she does that. She doesn't like the silent treatment, so I suggest that you answer her.
Sam Fall: This is best left to discuss in person.
I roll my eyes.
Eva: “Fine!”
Sam Fall: Are you ready to believe, or should I even bother?
Vincent Black: I had the same thought, but I got her to try. She just has to see to believe.
I sigh. This night couldn't be more confusing. I do want to know, though, because I want to understand this world, and I want to know why it feels like home, and why I so badly want these men.
Eva Sims: Ugh, fuck my life. I should've stayed home!
Sam Fall: You know you'd have gone anyway.
Eva Sims: We will talk tomorrow.
Sam Fall: Get some rest.
Eva Sims: I'll try.
****End Call****
How ironic, the werewolf wants me to get some rest in the house of a vampire, who is my mate, and I want to claw and lick every inch of him. I say, maybe too loudly, “Great, in one fucking night, I go from being single to having two or more possible boyfriends!”
Katie comes running in, “What?”
I shrug, “Nothing.”
She won't relent, “Oh, it's something! No wonder we are staying with Vincent, and Sam wants you to meet his family. You have two guys fighting over you. It is so romantic!”
I facepalm, “No, it's not. I'm not a prize that one of them wins.”
She squeals, “Girl, I would be so turned on if I had two guys wanting me!”
I glare at her, “Get your mind out of the gutter.”
She blushes, “Nah, I'm too close to cumming at the thought now.”
Katie’s POV
I have been playing dumb all evening. I saw how those guys looked at Eva. I know when a man desires a woman, and all three of those men have it bad. Obviously, Vincent has it the worst. In an effort to keep Eva close, we are living in his home. I have read about couples moving fast, but this is at lightning speed. It is otherworldly. When I go to work next, I will research all of these men. If I find one thing out of place, I am taking Eva and running. I won’t allow her to suffer as she did after the Victor mess. Eva is still closed off too, but yet she so freely went with Vincent. I giggle. She even got off the phone with Sam who is extremely eager for her to meet his family. Why are these men so quick to commit?
End Katie’s POV
I facepalm again, but this time I look at Vincent through my fingers. He smirks, “My life isn't going to be dull now, is it!” We all laugh. He's just so accepting. I guess I need to be, too. I smile, “No, no, it's certainly not.”
Vincent’s POV
I am doing my best to keep my thoughts private, but she is making it incredibly difficult. I am used to my privacy, and now it's gone. I have a human in my home and a mate who is in denial. Some vampires find their mates after a few centuries but I have waited much longer. Several centuries ago, I gave up hope. I have traveled the world over during my long existence, and never had I found a mate. Now, I have one, but I'm afraid. I have lost someone that I held dear. She wasn't my mate, but I did love her, and that loss turned me into a monster. I can't lose Eva, but I'm not sure that I can risk loving her. What if I can't protect her?
Not to mention, it looks like she might also be a mate to a shifter. I don't have the animosity towards shifters like many of my kind do, but this could put Eva in further danger. Also, just what is she? She isn't a vampire, and doesn't smell like any species I have known. Vampires can't renounce the bond, but shifters can, unless she's his fated mate. Maybe I can get Sam to reject his mate?
He pats my arm. “I bet; growing up, thinking you're human, then suddenly learning you're not. Just that alone is nearly impossible to grasp.”I reply, “Just don't go poking around in my mind, it gets a bit crazy in there. Vincent and I are trying to control the link. I'm guessing you want me to write about something, thus, why you invited me to the Gala.”He nods, “My pull to you aside, yes, that's why I initially invited you to the Gala. There have been unauthorized feedings, among other things. I want you to write about the missing humans and those discovered, in addition to other specifics I tell you. Mention our true abilities, so vampires will pay attention. I am hoping some will come forward before Hunters get involved.”“So the murderers in the news are portrayed as a serial killer?” I ask. He nods. I smile, “Consider it done.” As I said that, my alarm went off. Eric joked that he didn't see me set it. I told him that's why I'm so good at my job. “I am going to put my hands on
Vincent comes over, “Eva!”I bite my lip, “You heard?”He nods, “I did. I'm not mad. She had it coming.” Eric stood in front of that vampiress. “Get Veronica out of here. She's had too much. To my office, both of you, please,” he said. So the chick who thought I was food is named Veronica. I will remember that. We walked into his office. It is very nice. He pours us a drink. I giggle because it looks like I drive these guys to drink. Eric shakes his head, “It's scotch; we are going to need this!”I go on the defensive, “She provoked me and tried to grab me!”He sighs, “We know.”I look at Eric, more confused than ever, “You mean Vincent told you?” They look at each other and then at me, “Don't even think … nor suggest! Not happening!”Eric smirks, “Prove me wrong.” I think, 'f*ck you'. They both answer out loud. Vincent says, “I’d love to, when you're ready.” Eric says, “Is that an invitation?”I huff as I throw my hands up, “For fucksake! Can't you just unlike me!”Eric chuckles,
**We talk in our minds…**I think, “This is amazing.”I can feel him smiling as I hear his thought, “It's a way to travel quickly, but the view can be verylovely.” I turn my head and notice that he's looking at me. I giggle to myself, but as I do, I sense his smile widen, and I feel his hot breath against the back of my neck. We landed at a club called 'Nightly Tendencies'. I giggle as we continue to talk in our minds…“It's just for our kind,” he says, “but since you think it's so funny, what would you call a vampire club?”I don't have to think, “Night Moves or Eternal Bliss.”He smirks, “Yeah, those are better, but we probably shouldn't tell him that.”I gave him a look, “Why not? I'm not afraid of him.”He pinches the bridge of his nose, “Eva, seriously, show some restraint. You already ousted his wife.”I shrug, “She was rude and evil. She had it coming.”He rolls his eyes, “Just stay by my side.”I pout, “Fine, I'll be good.” We continue talking in our minds as we enter the cl
We went inside, sat on the couch by the fireplace, and decided to enjoy a nice brandy. The more that I am around Vincent, the more I can see myself in him, and more importantly, with him. How can just a few hours seem as if we have spent decades together? “This is fairly good. I don't usually drink brandy, if I drink at all,” I say, to curb my wandering mind.He sighs as he takes a sip, “Thought it might relax you a bit after what happened in the woods.”The woods…yeah, the woods. He probably thinks I'm still confused about the abilities we explored, but that's not what has me nervous. It does a bit, but what terrifies me is how quickly things are progressing. I am not sure if I can fight this bond, and honestly, I'm not sure that I want to. But I can't just give in to what my body wants, can I?I sigh, “This is all surreal. I suppose it's easier to grasp the whole immortal thing because of books and movies, but where do truth and fiction meet?”He runs his fingers through his hair,
I laugh, “Do you realize how silly that sounds? I'm in the woods, at night, in the company of apowerful vampire, and you're asking me if I trust you.”He raises his eyebrow, “Well, I was going to give you a massage, but now I'm rethinking it.”I giggle, “Well, don't trouble yourself too much.”He scoffs, “I swear I think the world hates me.”I grin as I laugh, “Or loves you; I'm pretty special.” I catch his thoughts without meaning to. He said to himself, 'Maybe you are more than you know.’ Our eyes lock. The space between us lessens, like there is an invisible cord tethering us together, both pulling us and binding us as one. I see the look of amazement in his eyes, and I know mine reflects the same. I can see myself in his eyes. His beautiful blue orbs seem to glow and sparkle. It's like nothing I've ever seen before.He touches my face, “Your eyes glow like peridot.”I smile, “Yours glow like someone put a lightbulb in the depths of the ocean.” We gaze at one another. He touches m
He takes my hand and leads me outside. Under the moonlight, we walk into the woods. It should be near morning, but the moon still lingers. We come to the bank of a secluded lake. The moon reflects on the water, lighting up the lily pads and their flowers. On the fragrant flowers are butterflies.It is extremely beautiful. It reminds me of the night I was sitting on a dock, dangling my feet in the water. This poem just infiltrated my mind, so I decided to share it with Vincent. “I go into the night. Seeking someone to hear my plight. I feel the world closing in around me. I leave behind the rest of humanity.I walk further into the night. Leaving everything behind to make me feel alright. I find myself heading out to the place where no one speaks. As I halt within the night, I scan the trees around me. I crouched down and felt the earth pulsing under my hand.There is a power here that I wish to understand. As I wait within the night, I send my senses outward. I feel the life







