Darker Than Blood

.5

He didn't see her first.

What hit him first was the exquisite aroma of her pure and clean blood . It was so exquisite , he nearly blacked out. Sitting on the barstool, he felt like the world stopped moving. Everyone and everything around him froze .

The only thing remaining was her.

The vampire woman kept purring at him but she couldn't see. Couldn't see that the edges of his irises were coloring into deep blood red.

Clenching his fists, his eyes searched for her wildly.

His sharp eyes didn't let anyone go uncheck . .he slipped from the barstool, the woman still not backing off. Not getting any reaction from him was upsetting her. It made her want him even more. Determined, her hand laid on his bicep and without a single thought he shook her off.

Annoyance darkening  his striking features as he glanced at the woman.

"Listen to me and listen well. I'm not interested.  Off you go now." The cold menace in his voice stirred something in her. .fear.

The cut throat rejection plummeting her confidence.

Frozen , she didn't dare move.

While he didn't wait for her reaction. He moved a little. . taking few steps. He swore he didn't imagine the scent.

It was as if. .as if it was calling him.

How insane did that sound. .

The club was drowning in music around him. People were trying to dance harder than the other. Grinding against each other. His eyes fell on the couch , a couple was occupying the couch where a vampire was having his fill from a human girl. The girl had her eyes shut, her mouth agape , her tongue swiped out . .licking her bottom lip. As if feeling his heavy gaze , her eyes opened . Staring at him across the floor , her lust laden eyes undressing him and—she winked . .the aroma of her blood was off putting. Stingy. . that wasn't her.

Just where did she go. .

Why did it feel like he was losing himself? If he didn't find her he was going to lose himself? Rubbishing his thoughts he moved towards the darker part of the club .

The V.I.P section.

The lights were more dimmed here, curtains were drawn to hide away the identity of their clients. He could hear everything , as clear as if he was right there in the room.

Watching everything happen.

The moaning, the laughs, the dirty whispers. .he could hear it— he stopped in his tracks. Yes! The scent was here! It was underlying the scent of sex. A trace of it. .he took in a deep breath . .shutting his eyes. .calling on all his powers. .

They came to him at once.

Whispering to him.

Humming in his ear.

Pledging their alliance to him.

The air around him charged with power unseen by others. Standing still in the dimly lit corridor , he send his powers . .scattering them around.

The air whooshed , as they entered in every room serving as his eyes—couple having sex—vampires having threesome—stripper showing her moves—a girl scared shitless on a couch.

His eyes opened, the last image printed on his black heart . She was in there , looking around . .afraid.

Why. .

Why was she scared?

This time he moved like lightning, standing right in front of the room . .a room that could barely hold two people . .a red velvet curtain drawn . .and then he heard it.