The control Sebastian had prided himself on throughout the millennia was slipping away. He hadn’t been able to stop himself from following Gaia to Club Spin, and he found himself unable to stop himself from following her now. Bash slipped through the crowd effortlessly but kept his distance. He could close his eyes and her scent alone would guide him, even amongst so many other humans.
You can always scent your mate. Bash recalled another vampire telling him. Their unique fragrance calls to you.
Bash hadn’t believed it, but he had seen the validity of the statement. He could sense if a human was in danger, after he’d fed upon them. This connection sometimes lasted two weeks. This ability seemed like a way to protect a food source more than it had to do with mating.
It was different with Gaia. A vampire’s ability to track was superb, but the scent of prey c
“Save it, Quin! I’m not in the mood,” Bash huffed.“Not in the mood, aye? You know, I wasn’t in the mood to be summoned to an emergency council meeting tonight. I also w
Gaia dreamt of Bash that night. Lucid dreams while she prayed he was real. Of course, as she woke in the morning, Gaia was jolted into reality. Gaia was
Gaia questioned herself internally the entire way home. She was angry. But had she been a little harsh?No! He&r
Bash pulled away and smiled. He pressed his lips to Gaia’s forehead before he released her and got to his feet. His eyes scanned the painting as he approached. It was exceptionally good.
Bash left Gaia in bed to run the water in the bathtub. He prepared it warm so they could bathe together. As he waited for it to fill, Gaia appeared behind him and coiled her arms around his waist. Sebastian placed his hand atop hers while Gaia caressed her cheek against his back.
“Bash!” Gaia woke from her dream screaming.She shot up in bed. Her eyes quickly scanned the room as she gradually realized she was alone in bed. Gaia’s body was drenched in a
Quin wiped the blood that dripped from his nose with the back of his hand as he opened the front door. The sun had set two hours before, and he hadn’t slept a wink. He’d been by Sebastian’s side the entire day as the doctor worked on him, and the bleeds were setting in. Bash wasn’t dead. Yet—Sebastian’s burns were very bad. In some places, the flesh had melted down to the bone. The doctor had removed the bullet upon arrival, but a decent amount of silver had been circulating through Bash’s body, causing a near halt in his natural healing abilities. The doctor administered an agent to extract the silver from his system.
Gaia slunk into work with bags under her bloodshot eyes. Her normally well put-together style, screamed “train wreck” instead of her usual “pin-up girl chic”. She was on autopilot as she attempted to hold herself together through the morning rush. Lucky for Gaia, her dick of a boss, Derek, had called in sick. Something must be going around, and Gaia hoped she wouldn’t catch it.The droves came in for their coffee and breakfast sandwiches, while Gaia tried not to burst into tears. No one likes salty coffee. She still hadn’t heard a peep out of Bash and as the hours passed, she lost more hope of ever hearing from him again.