The Alpha's Vampire

[Chapter {15]

Callum's POV

I started freaking out desperately trying to claw the hands that were around my mouth off. When the clawing proved futile, I bit the person's hand making them yell and let go of me.

"What the fuck, Callum," a voice said and my eyes widened in recognition.

"Vanessa?" I call my voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes it's me dumb twat, want to explain why you bit my palm?" she questions her hands on her hip and I just blush in response feeling a bit nostalgic at the sight of my best friend.

Vanessa was the only reason I never wanted to leave the clan. We had been best friends since our diaper days so saying goodbye to her really hurt. I told myself forgetting about her will make the pain more bearable but seeing her again made it feel like someone was constantly squeezing my heart.

In all of this confusion, one question struck me as important.

"How did you know I was going to be here," I asked her finally letting my eyes rest on her familiar ones.

Vanessa has always been more of a tomboy, a vampire tomboy if that makes sense. Her clothes were most times baggy and she didn't take shit from anyone. She was always the one fending off my bullies for me despite me being the dude in our relationship.

Although she's two years older than me, we clicked naturally since the day we met. Her parents weren't a fan of my family but as usual, Vanessa wasn't phased.

"This guy in my dream that had a striking resemblance to you told me to wait for you out here. I figured it was an older version of you giving me a warning and so I came," she responds shrugging nonchalantly.

"Only you would think that," I say releasing a small life.

"Well what was I supposed to think Mr smartass," she asked raising an eyebrow at me.

"That he's my dad," I respond in a 'duh' tone.

"Oh," was is all she says seeming to have come to a striking realization.

"I see why his aura was different from yours. He seemed confident and sort of go-happy-go lucky, while you're usually ehh, you?" She comments giving me a once over.

"What do you mean by me?" I question narrowing my eyes slightly.

"Shy and witty," she responds in a heartbeat making me wonder how long she has had this theory in her head.

"Anyways your dad told me to ask the reason for your visit and also help you out because you know, you're a chicken," she said with a mocking smirk on her face.

"Did he add the last part."

"No but you don't need glasses to see that it's true," she reasons and I just let glare burn through her cocky self.

"Anyways, why are you here," she questions when she realized I wasn't going to stop glaring at her.

At her question, I sigh and my fair mood drops to one of despair. They can hurt Nathan really bad if I don't come up with a solution in time.

"Did you by any chance witness the kidnap of a werewolf," I ask scanning her face for a reaction.

"No, but I did here people talking about something like that, why."

"I've met my mate, Vanessa."

"You have, that's wonderful, who is she," Vanessa exclaimed now bouncing in her spot. Vanessa and I had always fantasized about meeting our mates and being with them forever. Well she fantasized, while I assumed it was all wistful thinking. How ironic it is that I find my mate before her.