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The Missing Piece {PreciousPetra & Raziel99}

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The young women got off the bus and began to walk the short distance to her house. In many ways she was like so many others who were making their way home during the early evening after working a nine to five job. But at the age of twenty two Emily Ward wasn’t about to start complaining too loudly. Jobs for many were hard to come by so she knew on the whole she was lucky to have one and even the mundane day to day routine was far better than the alternative which so many others faced each morning when they awoke to face the day. After leaving school at sixteen she had gone to collage and taken various courses to enable her to at first get a job in a typing pool, which once she had got a foot in the door, enabled her to work her way up and to move on to where she worked now. She was one of four secretaries to a group of six solicitors based in the centre of town, which helped pay her the bills and the rent on her small one bed room flat.

As for her private life she had dated various guys from the age of fourteen but none had lasted the distance. Her longest relationship had lasted just under a year and her shortest had been two weeks. Regardless of length of the dating none of them had felt right, even when the guy had been what she thought she wanted in looks and personality something was always missing. She had tried to think back to when that feeling had started to creep into the back of her mind but she couldn’t place a time to it. Now she wondered if it had always been there and a little concerned that as time went by the harder it would be find someone, her soul mate who would take away the feeling of being incomplete.

She had no idea at that moment in what form her soul mate would turn out to be, which was most likely a very good thing else she may have questioned her own sanity. One because of what he was and two the fact she wasn’t expecting to ever find him in any shape or form.

Emily turned the corner into the street where her flat was situated keen now to get home, kick off her shoes and put the kettle on while she changed out of her neat skirt and blouse into something more comfortable.
 
The sun was still up, always a problem for him, though he was able to come out of his place by having the clouds form densely. Because of that, it looked like it was going to storm, badly. Angelo woke up then, his eyes opening before he burst out of the ground, deep in the mountain caves. He raced to the city as fast as he could. He was attracted to this location for some reason: something inside him was calling him towards the city, and he wanted to know why.

He landed, unseen in the town, and started to walk the streets. everyone else's eyes averted him, unaware of him even being there, because Angelo willed it. Slowly moving down the street, his eyes looked from face to face, seeing if he could find some connection or reason for him wanting to be here. Nothing. He sighed silently, heading to a nearby street and leaning against the building, his form visible to everyone. He was wearing a simple outfit of blue jeans and a blue t-shirt, which showed off a toned body that was obviously strong. His bue eyes were closed, sick of seeing the greyscale tones around him. He sighed slightly, brushing his shoulder-length hair from his face, tying it back now since he was in a hurry and forgot to do it earlier.

He picked up his head and opened his eyes, looking around. Nothi... His head went down in sudden pain, his hands going up and grasping at it. He opened his eyes, and he was completely shocked... Was that blue? He picked his head up, and was amazed. He was seeing in color! It had been millennia since he had seen color! He looked around quickly, and saw the beauty that had sparked his revival of sight... and his heart jumped. Emotion was back? He recognized the feeling, and he slowly followed her, keeping to the shadows. He didn't want to frighten her, but he couldn't let her get away.
 
Though the street where she lived was void of anyone other than her usual neighbours Emily felt briefly as if someone else was there, causing her to stop and look around her. But as quickly as the feeling came to her it also left her and she shook her head before finishing the journey to the front door of the building where she lived. Letting her self into the shared entrance hall she climbed the one flight of stairs to her landing and unlocked the door of her flat. As soon as she had stepped inside she closed and locked the door before kicking off her shoes and dropping her bag onto the hall table.

Once she had flicked the switch on the kettle she wondered into the bedroom and slowly began to undress, taking off her more formal work attire. Standing naked she pulled out a pair of crop pants and a top and laying them on the bed before she went into the bathroom, deciding to take a shower before making the tea and watching the news. Turning the warm water on she stepped inside the cubical, letting the warm flow cascade over her, easing the tensions in her body of spending most of the day typing.

Soon she was feeling refreshed as she dried herself and her hair before returning to the bedroom and dressing in her lounging around clothes. Grabbing her hair dryer from the drawer of her dressing table she sat down and set about blow drying her hair. As she did so she again got the feeling someone was close to her even though she knew they couldn’t be as her door was locked. Her heart began to beat faster so she hurried to finish off her hair so she could switch the TV on and distract herself from the returning feeling.

With the TV on in the back ground she boiled the kettle again before making a cup of tea and sitting down to watch the news, her legs tucked up under her on the sofa. Still Emily was unaware just how close she was to a true life changing experience.
 
He slowly made his way to her house, watching her the entire way there. He was being more protective than most times now, wanting to keep her safe. She disappeared from his sights as she entered the door, and now his mind reached out, tracking her mentally. He got the floor she was living on, and he floated up there, looking for her through her bedroom window.

She walked in soon enough. His eyes widened slightly as she started peeling off her clothes. He wanted to see the soft flesh, her every curve... but he turned away. He could wait for that, wait for when he had her for his own, to see her like that. His eyes stayed averted until she left the room. He checked the window, finding there was a very small crack, and he shifted to a mist form, easily passing through it. He stayed like that, taking a quick exploration of her living area before waiting outside the bathroom.

His eyes averted when she came out, to give her some decency for now. She went off to make tea, and he was formulating a plan. She came back and started watching TV, and he started using his influence. The room started to relax her more, making her more at ease. Her eyes would shut, and she would feel relaxed, happy. He appeared behind her, slowly walked around to be in front before bending over her...

His hand came out, gently brushing the hair away from her neck, moving her head slightly to bare it. He leaned forward, his lips teasing her neck ever so gently, before his fangs grew out, and they bit right where the neck met the collar. Her blood burst into his mouth, and he fought not to make a sound. She was so sweet and spicy to his senses, he never tasted anything like it. His fangs pulled out after a moment, his tongue flicking along the bite to seal it. Normally, they could make it so they didn't leave any mark at all, but here, he left a small mark, marking her as his.

He moved a little more, cutting at his wrist. Clearing her mouth of her hair, he moved his wrist to her lips as his mind connected with hers. Drink. He watched her lips open, drinking at his blood until he pulled it back. He flicked his tongue against his wrist to seal it as he left.

She would be roused out of her state from the teapot whistling. She wouldn't remember any of it, the memory of watching the TV while drifting off implanted into her mind. But, she would feel warm, feel her connection even more with him.

The blood sharing was even deeper, her night vision becoming stronger, and able to easily reach out to him.
 
Strange as it was for her to relax in front of a program such as the news she began to none the less. Emily felt herself grow more and more calm and contented as her eyes became heavy. She fought to keep them open for as long as possible but it was a futile attempt as she felt more and more relaxed and they soon closed as sleep claimed her.

It was then she began to dream. Feeling her hair being brushed from her neck and a pair of lips touch against her pale flesh. She let out a soft sigh which was soon followed by a gasp as she felt a swift sharp pain as something pierced her skin and she felt the warmness of her blood as it left her body and into his mouth. Her eyes didn’t open at all through any of it even as his tongue licked over the wound he had inflicted, but she knew she was disappointed that he had stopped as the feeling had been so tender and it had felt intermit to her. His face seemed to elude her at every turn.

Emily heard a voice in her head telling her to drink, her lips parted and she replied in deed by drinking what had been offered to her. She felt the coppery taste of his blood as it slid warmly down her throat until he withdrew from her swiftly in just the same way as he had offered it. He seemed to drift from her mind and her dream just as he had come because when the teapot whistling stirred her from her brief sleep she couldn’t remember anything of him or the dream in which he had featured.

When she did open her eyes and when had woken enough she noticed that the news program was coming to an end. Even so she still curled up on the sofa ignoring the whistling sound, feeling warm and very relaxed with a great feeling of joy and happiness.

It was several hours later after she had managed to make herself some dinner and watch a couple of shows on TV that she made her way from the living room to her bedroom in the dark without even a moments hesitation. It didn’t even click in her mind that she could see much more clearly and for the first time making the short journey without switching the light on. Once in her satin nightie she slipped between the sheets and Emily soon fell into a deep sleep and once again began to dream of the man who had come to her earlier in the evening.

“Come back please, I want you” she murmured in her sleep but unknown to her the words were spoken also in her mind as she reached out to the man without a face who had made her feel so wonderful.
 
He had left the house in a hurry, but it wasn't from not wanting to stay. Angelo wanted to stay more than anything, but he didn't want her to freak out from having him in her house, uninvited and a rather strange creature to her eyes. Yes, he was human shaped, but vampires had their own differences, like their shape shifting powers. He knew it would take some getting use to for her to stay with him, but something stronger for him was getting use to his new-found emotions and seeing colors once again.

He shifted very slightly when he left her house, wings of white feathers bursting from his back, and he took off to the sky. His wings were powerful, taking him up near where the clouds were, dark and stormy, but he loved the rain. It came down hard as he came close, and he spun, relishing in the new feelings for it. But even if he was enjoying this, he had to remember to take care of himself, and he needed to feed. He had taken blood from Emily, but he had given blood to her as well.

He made his way towards the outskirts of the city, to the outlying farmlands. It only took a few minutes to lure a farmer and his daughter out of their house, subdued with his mental powers. He didn't take much from them, only about half from each from what he usually took, then he was back in the air, flying around in the dark clouds above the city.

Come back please, I want you. He heard her voice in his head, and his heart did a backflip before gripping tightly in his chest. She had to have done that unconsciously, since he knew she had no idea that she could contact him. He knew she wouldn't even remember him, had she seen him. But he made a beeline to her house, his wings disappearing, then his whole body turning into mist to get into her house.

She was right there, laying down on her bed, fast asleep. He walked slowly to her, knelt down in front of her as his arms went around her. His lips gently brushed against hers as he held her. The sun would be up in a hour or two, and he would have to leave then, to the mountains.
 
She searched for him in her dream but it didn’t matter how hard she tried or where she looked she was unable to find him. Emily hated having a dream which was so enjoyable she was unable to continue it or at least have it in a recurring form when she next went to sleep. Now and then in the past she had experienced a few she had wanted to continue but even though she tried going to sleep with the last part of it fixed and repeated in her awake state when she did fall into slumber it was always a completely different dream from which she woke in the morning.

However this time she knew at least she was searching for a someone even if she didn’t know who he was or why she was wanted to find him so much. Already she had forgotten most of her earlier dream and only remembering that a man’s presence had made her feel a way she had never felt before. Emily was going from room to room in her dream now, searching for him though as time passed the fact she was seeking a male began to ebb away and things became blurry and confused. What was she now searching for again?

“Please don’t hide from me.” She murmured as her head moved from side to side on her pillow as she continued her search. In truth she may well not have said that had been aware of the creature she was actually unknowingly calling to her side. At the moment his arms went around her in the real world and his lips brushed against her, in her dream she felt arms and lips find her and do the same. Still asleep she wrapped her own arms around him in both worlds, her lips brushing against his in return.

“You came back,” her voice was a mere whisper against his lips as a small smile crossed her face. This was a first for her, she had been able to continue a dream and found what she had been looking for, the memory of it being a male returning to her as she pressed her body against his. She had every intention of savouring every second until she awoke and her dream would be once again broken and he would be gone.
 
He watched her sleep, and he was taken by surprise as her arms went around him, her lips reacting and giving her own kiss back to him. You cam back. Her voice was a surprisingly seducing tone to his ears, and he couldn't help pulling her a little closer, kissing her deeper, so lovingly. He couldn't let her go, even if the sun came up. But, he had to get somewhere safe. So he came up with an idea.

Angelo let go of her, if only for the moment, to open the window. He went to her side, easily picking her up in his arms, before going out the window, jumping out as his wings grew, and taking off to the sky. He kissed her as the rain pattered on him, hoping she didn't wake up yet, and his hopes were answered. He was able to get into the mountains through the storm, holding her close to him as he kept her warm with his body, taking her deep into the caves.

The inner caves were rather alluring with their beauty, the stone of the mountain forming arcs by themselves, carved passages that he made through the years to make a good place for him to hide out at. The main room was lit by man candles that were against the walls, and the very center of the room had a large, soft bed that he could sleep in, though he had no reason to before.

The bed was where he laid her down, holding her even as he only knelt down next to her at the side of the bed. He kissed her, a soft, loving kiss, before he whispered into her ear, "Wake up, and see what your dreams have given you. Your new life."
 
The second dream was becoming even more alluring than the first as she felt him pull her closer as he kissed her more deeply. He felt so real to her that even in her dream like state she knew she wanted more of the same sort of dreams in the future. Maybe she would now strike lucky and be able to continue this each night she fell asleep and each night he would return to her and eventually never leave.

When Emily felt him let go of her she shifted in her sleep, a whimper escaping her as she became agitated until she felt him take her into his arms. Feeling at ease with his closeness again she slipped her arms around his neck, resting her head against his chest. She felt his lips on her again and she smiled as she snuggled close to him feeling the evening breeze against her flesh. In her dream it felt as if they were flying, soaring through the night skies and far away from her small flat.

She didn’t know where they were but she knew they had reached a new destination in her dream as he carried her indoors and out of the night air. Where he then laid her down felt so much more soft and comfortable than the bed he had lifted her from. She rubbed her cheek against the pillow sighing in contentment as he continued to hold her as he kissed her again. This time she heard him speak…the mysterious stranger now had a voice and one which was whispering for her to wake up.

“But I don’t want to,” she complained. “When I wake up you won’t be here and my dream will end again.” Emily lay there for several long minutes before she finally gave in and began to wake up. Opening her eyes she blinked several times trying to focus on what she was seeing of her surroundings which was nothing like her bedroom. “What the hell…” she said half under her breath as her eyes then darted around the room before sensing she wasn’t alone despite her expectations. Her gaze fell on him and she shot up in bed as she realised this was no longer a dream and he and the place they were now in was very real. “Who are you and what do you mean my new life?!”
 
He was very much surprised when she woke up and didn't take anything anywhere near how he expected it. She definitely didn't look like she liked what she was seeing, even though just a moment ago she was gladly kissing him. He stood slowly, a movement that made his muscles ripple against his clothing. "I brought you here because I thought that was what you wanted. Your dream to come real and make you happy even in waking." There was a sorrowful tone in his voice, wanting her to accept him and take him.

"I want to make you happy." He said softly. "But, you have to accept what I am. I can give you everything, such love and affection, and attention. You wouldn't need anything else when you are with me. We could go anywhere you wished, unhindered by non-physical needs." He slowly walked towards her. "I will protect you, make sure nothing happens to you." His voice was soft and alluring, like velvet made into sound. He very much wanted her to accept him, to love him as he loved her. He knew she could feel it.

"I won't hurt you." He said, a promise that even she knew would be true. "I can take you back to your house when night falls again if that is what you wish. But the sun is much too close to rising for me to do anything about it tonight. I am sorry." He did sound sorry, wanting her happiness above anything.
 
To have woken from a dream to find that it was in fact a reality was confusing her a great deal. How could something she had invented in her mind while asleep have become truth? “I don’t understand any of this.” She said as she lifted her hand to rub her temple as she watched him stand up. Her eyes didn’t leave his form, she didn’t know why but she couldn’t look away from him. “Dreams don’t come true for people like me let alone something like this.” Did he say he wanted to make her happy? He even sounded sorry that she was reacting like she was which for some strange reason sent a pang of regret right through her.

Emily’s gaze met his as he continued to speak. “You haven’t answered my question. You’re standing there telling me you want to make me happy, accept what you are and you will give me everything. But just who and what are you?” He came closer to her as he spoke further and his voice began to lull her into believing the things he said. The nearer he came to her the more the feeling grew inside her, she could feel he loved her and that even though he was a stranger it felt right that he did.

She believed he wouldn’t hurt her though she had no idea why she knew. “Why is the sun coming up a problem for you?” Even as she asked she wasn’t at all sure she was ready for his answer. After all she had dreamed they had flown though the night skies and she didn’t know any guy who could do that except the ones in movies. But the really frightening thing was she no longer felt incomplete-and the closer he came to her the stronger the feeling became.
 
He watched the flowing emotions in her mind, knew that everything was new and confusing to her. He took her hand, kissing the back of it lightly. "My name is Angelo." He decided that he could answer the two questions at once and he opened his mouth, letting her see his extended fangs. "And, I am of the Vampire." He knew that that word would send a twinge through her. Vampires were very real, though. And they were stronger than hollywood made them.

Angelo moved closer, his arms wrapping warmly around her body. "Nothing bad will happen to you." He whispered softly, his face getting rather close to hers. He wanted badly to kiss her, to let that wash over her and wipe her mind of all the bad thoughts. But he held himself back, knowing that that would freak her out more. Instead, he moved to sit next to her.
 
Still she couldn’t take her eyes from him nor did she pull away when he took hold of her hand and kissed it. “Mine is Emily.” Her eyes did however widen when she saw his fangs and she tried to digest what he actually said he was. The word vampire was echoing around her head in the sound of his voice. She had been certain they didn’t exist except in books and movies. At least she had until now when she was face to face with one…with him.

“Your going to tell me your kind are misunderstood next aren’t you?” The words were not spoken in a sarcastic tone but instead more of a confused one. “Not sure why but I believe you when you say nothing bad will happen to me.” His arms went around her and his face was so close to her own he would be able to feel her warm breath on his skin. “But you can’t be the missing piece of me, I’m human, it makes no sense.” No matter how much she felt deep inside her he was she was determined to fight it as much as she could.
 
"Emily..." He whispered on his lips. Even her name sounded delicious on his lips, and he couldn't help but pull her a little closer. "I do not think we are misunderstood." He said softly. "At least, some of my kind. Vile, evil ones that relish in killing humans. It is those that I fight against, destroy." He knew that might just scare her, so his fingers went through her hair softly.

"I am your missing piece." He whispered to her denial. "I am. It doesn't matter that you are not like I am. Because I can make you into what I am. I can turn you into a Vampire." He moved slightly, laying her back as he looked into her eyes. "I can give you eternal life, in happiness, with very few needs."
 
She found herself holding her breath when he said her name, pulling her body closer to his own. To hear him say that he believed some of his kind were just as evil as the legends said they were was a surprise and again she believed him. “You don’t kill my kind like they do. Does that mean you are a different sort of vampire?” Emily asked still confused though it didn’t pass her by when he said he destroyed and fought against the other ones. But that meant he killed though really could anyone kill and so be labelled a killer of something that was classed as the un-dead?

Emily felt herself slowly being laid back on the bed his eyes now staring into her own as she shook her head eyes again widening. “No, you can’t be my missing piece, because I don’t want to be like you. I don’t want you or anyone to turn me into a vampire. Eternal life isn’t natural; it isn’t part of the circle of life.”
 
He knew explaining would take a while, time that he didn't have too much of. But he had to, it was the only way. "All Vampires were good at one time." He said softly. "We are people of the earth, using blood for nourishment, but we have elemental and earthly powers that we use for prosperity. But, those that had the lust for power, those that fed and drained their victims, grew evil, lusting for power more and more. I am one of the hunters, that go out and kill those beasts. But it takes a toll on me, the inner beast that is in everyone growing with each kill. But, I found you, one that can tame the beast inside me, help me in times of need, the one I am suppose to spend my life with, to love."

He shook his head at her shock and worry. "We are as much a part of the eternal cycle as anything. We are the peacekeepers, the ones that keep order, while we hide from humanity."
 
Emily lay watching him as he explained what the true nature of the vampire was meant to be. Learning how some had become evil as their hunger and greed for power and grown, killing mortals by draining them of their blood and that he was one who hunted them down to kill. “A vampire hunter who is also a vampire,” she said in a half murmur now slowly taking in the information that the very nature of his work if you could call it such meant he was being consumed from within by his own beast, his own darkness. “You’re wrong Angelo,” she replied as she again shook her head. “I’m just a girl spends her days typing for a living. You can’t be who I have been searching for-can’t be the one you are meant to love let alone spend your life with.”

It was then she began to try and sit up so she could get off the bed. “I admire you for being one of the peace keepers and I am sorry you have to hide from humans such as me but that doesn’t mean I want to become like you. We are strangers we cant…we don’t love each other.”
 
"It isn't what you are doing, or who you are, that makes this real." He said softly, as he looked into her eyes. "It is in your soul, you were meant for me since you were born. There could be no other man for you, no other man could keep you satisfied or treat you the way you needed to be treated. I can give you that. You know that."

She got up, and he started to panic. "I know it is a lot to take in." He said, keeping his calm, velvet voice. "Our link goes beyond the physical. You cannot run away like this."
 
Though she had always believed there was a soul mate for everyone it had never even crossed her mind that her own would not be a mortal. It made sense in part why none of the men she had dated had felt right and why each and every time she had been the one to end the relationship. As she looked at him she knew deep down he was right and that he was meant for her.

“Of course it’s a lot to take in,” Emily replied as she gently eased her way from under him and stood up. “I never said I was running away but neither can you expect me to just accept all this and let you turn me into something I am not and don’t want to be. If that’s what was meant for me when I was born then I don’t want it, I’ll do without my soul mate.” She was still confused not to mention scared both by what he was and the fact she could feel her connection to him as if it were electricity. Being close to him made her feel and want too many things she shouldn’t feel with a near stranger.
 
He was getting scared as she got up, and thought that she was going to go. "Listen, please. There are more links between the bloodlines of vampires and humans than you think. It is common that women find Vampire males as lifemates. I know that it will take some getting use to. But nobody can treat you the way that I can, and you know it! you feel it, just like i do, sparks going through your system as you are near me."

He let out a sigh, his eyes closing. He would never let her go, though right now was definitely his weakest. She was nearly free to escape.
 
The truth of the matter was she was unable to leave even if she tried to. Not only did she have no idea how to get out of the place he lived she also had no idea where she was. She was aware enough now to know she hadn’t been dreaming and they had flown with him holding her in his arms so her own small flat could be a hundred miles away for all she knew.

Emily did listen to him. She couldn’t help but do so. Even the sound of his voice made her feel yet another link to him. “Yes I know, and yes I feel it.” She replied as she looked at him. “I’m not sure I am ever going to get used to it. Like everyone else I thought my soul mate if I were lucky enough to find him would be human, someone my friends and family could meet. Buy a house together, get married, have kids, all the usual couple stuff.”

She rubbed her temples with her fingers trying to ward off a threatening headache. Even taking a few steps away from him she had felt the wrench inside her, she could only imagine how it would feel he wasn’t still in the same room as her.
 
He slowly walked towards her, wanting her close to him again. "You can have it all." He said softly, reaching out for her. "We can have a house in the city, bring your family to a wedding if you wish. I cannot deny you what you wish for."

He was able to hold onto her shoulder, though it was a very light grip. "You will get use to it in time. Until then... I can let you back to your home."

(sorry it's short. next post should be good)
 
The wrenched feeling inside her ebbed away as he moved closer to her once more. Her hands slowly lowered from her temples as she heard his velvet voice now so seductive she didn’t know if she were coming or going. “You’re starting to sound like the perfect man, able to give me all I want. But we all know they don’t exist.”

Emily felt his hand on her shoulder and a small jolt of electricity went through her. She knew he was meant for her as sure as day followed night but she still had to get her head around what he was and attempt to get used to it all as time passed. “I just need time to think at home, you have thrown a lot at me in one night.” She turned her head and looked at him. “Will the wrenched feeling return when we are not together?” the young women saw little point in pretending it wasn’t there, because if she felt it inside of her she was sure he did as well.
 
He felt the need to be at her side every moment of every day. Though, he knew he could hold it back for her, so she could take her time. "It will be a little difficult to be on your own." He admitted. "But I know you can. Now, let me take you home." He took a step back, and from his back burst a pair of white wings, a feather falling onto the ground. He moved to her then, picking her up before the wind rushed past them, taking off through the caves and into the sky.

He was too busy looking to make her comfortable that he didn't notice the energy ball coming at him from the side, hitting him and knocking him hard, his arms letting her go from loss of feeling for the moment, and she fell fast to the ground. But, she was caught before she hit, and the evil vampire that had struck Angelo flew off, towards the beach. Alexander was out for a moment, and when he did get his sight and senses back, he couldn't see where they went. And, he had to get back to the caves, the sun was about to come up. He would track and get her the next evening.

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The cave at the beach had small waves watering the floor. The Vampire that took her pinned her to the wall, hands taking hers and chaining her to the wall from the wrist. He wanted her weakened from the day before he would feed from her. He loved the taste of despair. The Vampire went deeper into the caves, disappearing from her sight.
 
She tilted her head as she looked at him and for the first time since she had awoken from her dream she smiled at him. Though he was still almost a stranger to her she knew that what he said was true and despite the discomfort it might bring him he was willing to let her return home. He seemed generous in many ways so it still shocked her to know he was a vampire and that he was the one she had been waiting for. She only hoped the time he was now giving her would lead her to accepting him as her future. “I suppose I can, I managed on my own before you came.”

Watching in awe as white wings sprung from his back, as he moved closer and picked her up in his arms her own snaked around his neck. “Thank you,” she said in reply to him saying he would take her home. Her eyes never left his face as they flew from the cave and up into the sky and she too never saw it coming toward them though she felt its effects instantly as she fell from his hold and began to free fall downward. Emily was sure she was going to die and let out a piercing scream as the ground came closer. She felt arms catch her but even in her shocked state she knew they didn’t belong to Angelo as the wrenched feeling inside her was growing stronger the further away from him she became.

Looking up she screamed again seeing this hostile stranger holding her though she didn’t know he was another vampire, one of the evil kind she had been told of earlier. “Let me go you bastard,” she said as she struggled against his hold in vain as he pinned her against a wall. She heard the sound of chains and cried out again as he attached her wrists to them before disappearing from her view. Again she struggled this time against the binds as she called out for her intended mate, hot tears of fear running down her face and fear gripping her stomach. This was her fault for wanting to go home-now not only was she in danger she didn’t even know if the one who loved her was still alive…as it were.
 
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