Forbidden Desires

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Predator

[Dante's POV]

I fought the bloodlust that threatened to consume my sanity.

I grinned as the mortals beating organ sat in the palm of my hand pumping away as if it still had an organism to maintain.

My fist squeezed as I raised the beating organ towards the crescent moon, throwing my head back and catching the scarlet drops on my awaiting tongue.

Laughing maniacally, I opened my eyes to stare at the one who had the balls to impale Solange.

Mate.

A forced whisper entered my subconscious.

Guttural.

Animalistic.

Orpheus.

He had come sooner than I thought, his emotions bleeding into my own, merging mind, body and soul.

I felt the shift in the supernatural world as he emerged from the deepest pits of purgatory.

My soul finally released from the witch's curse.

I knew there would be an uproar as people searched for the rogue vampire who had unknowingly found his mate.

Who had lost himself to the bloodlust and risked exposing the supernatural realm.

If only they knew that my mate was within arms reach and I was far from going rogue. Yet, one would easily be confused and claim otherwise as I shoved the entire organ into his mouth.

The darkness slithering up my spine as it encouraged my actions. I smiled kindly as I cooed at the grown man who had been forced to consume human flesh.

"It's okay, just chew and swallow," I chuckled as his eyes watered, the muscles in his throat working overtime as he gagged on his own vomit.

I glared at him as I placed my hand over his mouth forcing him to keep it all down.

"Swallow all of it," I compelled him and like clockwork every last morsel was gone.

"Good boy," I praised with a smirk. The man's demeanor had changed since he first approached us.

He was no longer confident in his abilities, his posture deflated and his ego took a huge hit.

I was the predator and he was my prey.

Orpheus forced our claws to elongate as I carved them into his temple and dragged them towards his chin.

The torn skin laid flaccid against his high cheekbones, opening to expose oozing pink flesh and white matter embedded deep into the composition of his flesh.

His scream was non-existent and that infuriated us to no end.

How the fuck were these hunters trained.

His disfigured face stared back at me as I admired my handiwork. I didn't have time to continue my play, Solange needed our attention.

I reminded Orpheus that we had to go, but he was reluctant to leave his new chew toy behind.

"You will not mention the human female. You will not mention anything that transpired tonight," I glared at the inferior mortal as I compelled his malleable mind.

"You will hide until the other vampires show up, you will fight them and lose. In exchange for your measly life you will offer them information on the hunters." I began to walk away from him, my eyes never leaving his.

He might bleed out before the others came but who gave a damn.

"Now go," I mouthed at him as I turned my back and collected Solange into my arms.

I didn't understand the mechanisms behind it but cleared my mind giving complete control to Orpheus.

An ancient being that had no trouble opening a rift in space, a glowing flame emerged from midair and into the fire we went.