"What do you think?"
"About what?" Willow asked her gaze, staring straight at the building.
"Do you think Elite Parker is the one behind this?" Lothaire asked beside her as they looked at his hideout that they learned about last night.
"No. Call it a gut feeling... but it seems too easy, too simple. Anyone can find his location for some bucks. This doesn't add up."
"Do you think he crossed us?"
"No. He is not the kind. I still can't believe you treated me like a dog before that vampire."
"Well, he didn't suspect a thing. That's what matters. And look at the bright side, you are groaning which is a better improvement over your growling"
Willow noticed his pale complexion. He is paler, much paler than normal for a vampire which means he is Low on blood.
"You are looking pale, Bones. Are you sure you are up for this?"
"Aww... concerned for me Tinkerbell? Don't worry. I can handle this. I had a good one last time"
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"Now what!" Willow thought, unknowingly saying it out loud."We will find out a way," Lothaire who sat beside her on the front seat of the truck replied calmly as he leaned back and relaxed."Yes, like that's going to happen""Relax, Tinkerbell. No need to stress. You will wrinkle that pretty face""You-""Could you please watch where you drive, woman?" Lothaire said loudly, getting her attention.Willow steered the vehicle in the nick of time just before it was about to collide with a tree."Sorry," Willow muttered."It's becoming a habit for you, doesn't it? You do it and then say sorry""Don't grumble vampire, I said sorry"They both kept quiet as Willow drove along. Tension rose in the ensuing silence, each lost in their own thoughts."Do you think the guy we met yesterday knows anything about the king?""No. Even if he does, he won't reveal. He would know by then Elite Parker's death. It's hard
A sense of déjà vu swept over her. This can't be happening."Why do you always end up bloody and dying in my truck, you idiot," Willow sobbed, as tried to get a hold of him without hurting him much.The silence scared her. His stillness terrifies her."Please Bones... don't do this to me. You can call me Tinkerbell forever, but please don't leave me. I need you Bones. You hear that you dumb rocks, I need you," Willow shouted, her body shaking with the sobs.Willow can't see a way to lift him without hurting him further."Seems like you have stuck here Bones. Good thing your meal is handy right?" Willow's voice shook as she cut a deep cut near her wrist and brought it near his mouth."I swear vampire if you pull that stunt like before, I'm going to rip your balls out," Willow grumbled as she adjusted her wrist over his mouth.Willow knew she was taking a risk and knew that if Lothaire didn't stop, then he would be the las
Willow woke with a slowness, lethargic after their sexual prowess drained their energy, blissful yet weak.She felt like her eyelids glued to each other. She felt content. With a yawn, she shifted her body thinking to herself that she should change the hard mattress to a much softer tone.With one eye open, she tried to check the time that is usually placed beside her bed.Only, there is no clock, no bed for that matter. Nor is she in her room. Willow jerked upright, slightly wincing at the pain she felt in her lower region.God, it hurts.She then reminisced about the events that happened last night or early in the morning. How Lothaire has plowed yes literally plowed into her.Willow winced once again at her wanton behavior. She closed her eyes, cupped her face into her hands, and groaned loudly.A chuckle from her right made her stiffen. She peeked through the gap from her fingers to a smirking vampire who laid with his hands behin
Willow wet her lips, bewildered that he agreed to her request without making a fuss. A sense of loss rose within her heart, but she soon squashed it. It is for the best.She wrapped herself in the towel once again. She can't be naked beside him. It is too dangerous.Lothaire too stood, grabbed a pant laying on the floor, and tucked it. He then sat once again on the bed, giving her time to tell her reason.His musky scent made her want to lean closer, to run her nose along her skin, to taste it. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair once again, feel that stubble over her skin. However, she controlled the urge. With great difficulty."My parents," Willow took a deep breath and continued, "they were killed by a vampire."7 years agoWillow grumbled under her breath at the unfairness of her parents. They always make her run errands for silly things while they discuss "grown-up" stuff.As if she is a kid. Willow scoffed. She shuff
Willow blinked rapidly as her mind played the scenes of her painful past. She thought she was past the stage of feeling pain. Past the stage of shedding tears. Yet, a few traitor tears slipped past her control.Looking at her tears, Lothaire felt the pain in his chest area that he thought long dead to tears. What is this woman doing to him? He wanted to grab her, wipe her tears and kiss those plump lips to make her better. But he restrained. She needs this. She needs to unburden her heart and he shall remain far. He clenched his fists tightly to stop them from doing what he wanted to do."Well, at that time I didn't grasp, but later when my mind cleared from the fog of grief, I realized that the murderer..." Willow's voice hitched at that word, the pain still new on her heart, "could be only a vampire," Willow wiped her tears with her right hand, feeling lighter."That's why you hate my kingdom, hate me," Lothaire stated, nodding his head, understanding her reas
Willow quickly dressed in a tank top and some shorts and called her teammates.The phone was answered before the first ring went through."I'm one step away from entering the vampire kingdom. You better have a valid reason not to call sooner missy," Reagan"Please do. A welcome team is waiting patiently at the border," Willow replied, sarcasm dripping from her voice.Reagan wouldn't dare enter this kingdom if what the Fae king said is true. She wouldn't risk getting his clutches on her."I'm serious Willow. I would have entered if you have been a day late""Don't Reagan. I appreciate your concern but no need to put yourself in harm's way for me," Willow doesn't spell it out to her about whom she is talking to. Even though Reagan doesn't know the true identity of her pursuer, she is cautious enough to stay away from him."What are teammates for?" Reagan questioned Willow's concern going over her head."I'm not on the team anymor
Willow explained to him as she gathered all of her things from the flat and started packing.Lothaire's fists clenched."You are not coming with me," he said after a minute."No way in hell am I leaving you. Get used to it, Bones. Your skinny ass is stuck with me," Willow said stubbornly over her shoulder as she zipped the bag."It's too dangerous, woman. I won't let you," Lothaire grabbed the passing Willow and held her close to his chest. His eyes looking deeply into hers."News flash vampire. You are not my boss. Drug me, bind me, knock me out cold vampire, but you are not getting rid of me. I will still find a way to be with you until this end," Willow said in a husky voice, his proximity doing wonderful things to her body.Lothaire glanced at the way her chin turned upward. Stubborn to the core. He shouldn't take her with him, not after learning about the danger she will be in. However, he can't help himself but steal these precious mom
"Lothaire!!!" Willow screamed, his name tearing from her insides for the first time. Fear gripped her. It tasted unknown on her tongue. Its intensity increased when she realized that he would also get captured again."Lothaire!!! Run!!! Run!!!"She screamed even though knowing in some part of her brain that there was nowhere he could go in broad daylight. But her heart is acknowledging it. It is stupidly begging her to make him leave.The metal bit into her skin, burning with such intensity that she might crumble to the floor if not for their harsh grip on her.Willow dug her heels firmly on the ground, resisting their hold on her.She might have lost her power. But she didn't lose her fighting spirit. She won't go down that easily.Willow grabbed the chains with both her hands, her palm burning immediately, the smell of charred skin thick under her nose, and pulled hard with her remaining step.The werewolves didn't expect her to tug