After buying himself a good amount of alcohol Danté first needed to wash the blood of Daniel in his mind away with a bar session.
Close by his holdup he knew this was the one place snitchy info would flow around freely, he might catch something interesting, the trick was to be patient.Not your typical tavern bar setup as back in South Africa this establishment was rather posh, neatly kept and clean, he liked it "Rum and cola please" he said at the counter."Coming up" He took out his phone and checked messages 'I have your gear... Location?'Danté typed in the location of the bar, now he had an official reason to be here, how nice?The barman gave him his drink and he nodded taking a sip, then gave the bar a quick one over, but in through the doors came Rebecca and her friend, he turned his back and froze, using his ears to listen where they headed, to his left, so he turned right keeping his back on them.Danté didn't believe in fate, the thing of both hHi reader, I would like to thank you for supporting my book Hunter and the Hybrid princess. Please be sure to see the one before this Omega and the Vampire prince. There is no real follow up, but it would make more sense if you read Omega first. Once again thanks a lot. It means the world to me.
There was a moment of silence, Danté once saw her personally before, they made eye contact, but that was more than ten years ago, higher class hunters never bother with sweepers really so she just left at the time, but he, he'll never forget the face of Villa Du Bois Muriel, she was an inspiration to him, he'd dare say he might even have had a crush on her when he reached maturity.Then the fact that his target Rebecca was right there!? This was way too close for comfort."Mister Danté?" Rebecca asked.Seeing no real reaction accept a frown from Villa he put on his poker face again. "You...? Please excuse me I didn't really get any names yet?""Rebecca" she said and backed a step."Ah. Well, small world then? I chose this because I always dreamed of having a house on wheels, and now technically I'm living the dream" he said chuckling "Is this your mother?"Villa came round her, but her face still uncertain "Villa Du Bois" she said ex
Danté started getting used to the lectures, just followed the handbook and taught it to the class in a smooth and understandable way, no words too big, and if there where big words he'd explain them first before he continued.The second class at the end of the day packed their bags and started leaving, Danté sat patiently waiting for them to leave, his mind still dwindled on Villa, and his current situation with Rebecca, Tiffany never came to get his number, so that idea was also bust.He had three days left, somehow he needed to confirm this, the question was how? Its not like she'll shift where he could find her? He checked a moon schedule on his laptop, first moon only Sunday, it won't work, he needed results before that.Then there was one last option, blood, if he could somehow get her to see a fresh wound, that would spark something in her regardless of it being day or night, unless she had a tight lid seal over her restraint."Sir?" He heard her and shook."Reb
He checked his watch, saw the sun, there where three hours left before dark and Danté had ample time.After he zero'd his odometer he drew his car out and drove off, suddenly his organization had him thinking deeper, they didn't care, they saw nothing more than a monster, but Danté saw the daughter of a magnificent woman, an ex-partner so to speak, a legend.He understood his job well, and knew no emotions had to be brought along, so for the sake of his own mercy, he, will kill Rebecca... Knowing the Silver Cross might never show mercy to her, to them she's merely an abomination, a thing, a creature of darkness to be put to an end.Also knowing sometimes the Cross takes in subjects to test on, to see how they tic... Danté felt ashamed of his own words, therefore he will spare her the humiliation and offer her a quick an painless end.A bridge spanned open in front of him about five miles into his journey and he pulled over, the river was wide
Rebecca still sat with that vision in her head, the spray of blood, how it dazzled her like sparkles to a child. She held her mouth forcing herself to at least try and forget, she didn't want to resort to the blood bags in the fridge, she hated cold blood, she wanted it warm!Her mouth open she stroked her elongated fangs, they where at least short at the sight of the blood, but now, thanks to her entire day of prolonged grit and bare they were fully extended...Rebecca wanted blood, she needed blood! Deep in her she felt glad she got Benson's number and phoned him."Heya beautiful?""Are you up for a cup of coffee? Maybe I'll have something extra for you in my room?" She asked quickly."Uh, well..."She heard the voice of someone else, another girl "Who's that!? Gimme!"Rebecca twitched at the familiar voice coming into the speaker "This is Benson's new girlfriend! Who's this!?""Pff" she replies into the receiver and killed the line "F
Danté sat up in the sinking car, his seatbelt still held him in, looking at his watch he set a timer and let it run, five minutes, he could almost hold his breath that long.Werewolves won't follow him into a river right? His training told him Vampires definitely won't, but Villa is a scary case, she's not the best for nothing, hopefully she'd abandon this hunt like the good mother she is and get Rebecca to safety.If he could sigh he would, the car came to a rest on its nose, then collapsed onto its wheels, he unbuckled and climbed out clutching his heavy kit bag, throwing it over his shoulders he started to mush through the slimy tire spilled and rubbished river floor.The part of the Hudson river he chose wasn't too wide, he knew he'd make it, the only thing he had to take into account was, if Villa was persistent enough she'd wait to see of someone popped up...It made him wonder... Why can't vampires swim? Or was it really that supposed 'spell' that k
Slowly opening her eyes Danté couldn't help look at them both individually, having two eye colours really did distract one's own eyes from making proper contact with them.Her smile appeared as her arms came around his neck, Danté didn't move, he was fascinated, her hands felt soft, the skin on her arms as the slid over his shoulders felt soft, she felt, normal.Her head came up and from his vision he only saw her frisky short cut hair, her breath now in his neck, what was this!?Then that sharp pain in his neck made him fly up from the couch slapping at it.He breathed heavily, it was a dream! But two sided one a nightmare, why did she haunt him? Was it that vision of her face clear in his cross hairs? They say a sniper's job in reality is a lot more personal than one thinks, you get to see the face of the one you kill, get to know him for a few seconds, then squeeze the trigger.Rebecca was the first he never shot, is this why he had th
The student life, he forgot how it felt... No he didn't, Danté never went to college, or highschool, he never attended any school, the Cross taught him everything he knew and thanks to that it was never a real social life accept for the two hunters that was there with him.He was the youngest ever taken in and despite that they weren't soft on him, grinding routine and discipline into him like religion.To his right he caught Rebecca waving at Tiffany, she herself dragging Benson by his hand "Hey Becky you'll be fine right?"Rebecca looked at Benson and folded her arms stubbornly "Yeah, I'll be fine"The large player cleared his throat "I– I'm sorry Rebecca, you see I had my eye out for Tiffany quite a while now"Rebecca laughed waving "Relax Benson, you're a better guy than Daniel at least""I am?""Dunno? Let's ask out biology lecturer for a sum up?"Danté nearly choked on his drink "Me!?""Yeah, sure?"Dant&eac
Danté flew upright in his bed, he suddenly forgot how he got there, last thing he remembers was spending time with Rebecca on that football field, then its all a blank, did he drink himself into an oblivion? So much so that he forgot?He looked at his bedside table, his phone wasn't there, he flew up looking for it, everywhere, outside his car stood parked and there he found it under his seat, still recording.Danté felt a chill, usually when he left his phone on record it meant he wanted to catch something specific, although now he couldn't recall why, and when he placed it on record?Stopping it he played the recording back, he heard the muffled sounds of kissing and moaning from Rebecca, ice cold chills now, he had her in his car!?"Faster" was the last thing she said when he heard himself grunt, then groan, then it went quiet.Not long after that Rebecca spoke, and Danté could feel his soul leave him."You will forget everything after the football field""I