Laced In Red

Chapter Eight

I watch as he comes toward us, his chest bare. His jeans hang low on his waist showing his V line. Noticing my stare he smiles then puts on his shirt. He walks to the table to grab a bottle of blood and runs his fingers through his wet black hair. I've always liked how Lucian reminded me so much of my maker. I felt a pressure in my head and groaned.

Lucian sat next to me and put his hand on my thigh, "Are you alright Cupcake?" Scott tensed and held me closer.

"Yes, just a bit of a headache. Nothing a cookie can't fix." I said with a fake smile.

Lucian gave me a small smile and handed me a cookie. "Here."

"Thanks stud." I said taking the cookie.

Lucian chuckled and leaned into the couch. I nibbled on the cookie and snuggled up to Scott. He relaxed at my affection. The pressure in my head increased which meant Mutavious was awake and trying to contact me. Time for another "special" bond supresser.

I know a pretty little witch that makes specific cigarettes for me. They contain an odorless ingredient that numbs the mind link between any bonded creatures. It's usually for ones with abusive mates, but I was an exception. No one but her knows that I ran from my maker. Everyone else thinks I smoke because of Troiphus and The Owens. I let them think those are the reasons so they don't start asking questions.

I finish the cookie and stand up. After grabbing a bottle of blood and taking a few sips I go to the porch door.

Scott looks up at me, brows furrowed. "What are you doing pumpkin?"

Lucian looks over at me, a brow raised, taking a swig from his drink.

"Chillax babes. I just wanted some air." I laugh then step outside. I take out a cigarette and hesitate. Maybe I should see him. My head starts to throb so I put the paper between my lips quickly lighting it. No, there's too much going on already I remind myself. I suck in the burning air and hold it as the pain in my head starts to subside.

I hear movement in the house, no doubt the guys smelled the smoke. I take in another longer breath and my headache diminishes. The porch door opens and I take one last puff before the thing is taken from my hands by an angry blonde werewolf. He throws it to the ground and steps it out.

Scotts voice is full of annoyance as he speaks, "I know you're immortal but it doesn't mean you should treat your body like that." I stare at the ground so he speaks again but softer,"Sofinya, I'm sorry but we can't let you get hurt that way."

His hand cups my cheek and he continues,"We all love and care for you too much, okay?"

I look up at him and nod, the tears forming in my eyes. He takes me into his arms and holds me whispering softly,"Shhhshhh don't cry. Let's go have some beer and relax. It'll be okay."

I nod and wipe the tears from my eyes. I'm still not used to anyone but Mutavious caring about me so I get emotional. Knowing that I didn't finish the supresser worries me. A full one lasts eight to nine hours and it being so close to the time I sleep means Mutavious will show up in my dreams. Scott picks me up and cradles me in his arms then walks to the couch. He sits me on his lap and holds me.

Scotts nose wrinkles, "Hey Luke will you get her body spray or a different shirt? She smells like smoke."

"Yeah." Lucian walks into my room then comes out with my vanilla spray. "Alright, hold her out."

Scott lifts me up and turns his face while Lucian spritzes me. After getting sprayed Scott keeps me in the air and starts to sing 'The Lion Sleeps Tonight'. Lucian gets on his knees and starts making animal noises.

"Guys, I'm not a cub." I pout.

"We won't stop until you do it," Lucian says.

Scott laughs, "He's right Sof. Do it or we won't stop."

I sigh, "rawrrrrr." We all start to laugh and Scott sits me back on his lap.

" Thaz a good wittle cub." He says with a baby voice.

I pout and stick my tongue at the two men still laughing, then mumble. "I am not a cub."

Scott pinches my cheek and I smile. Lucian opens his mouth to say something when his phone starts to ring.

He looks at the small screen and rolls his eyes. "Gahhh, it's Lily."

He gets up from the floor and goes into the guest room. Soon he's having a loud conversation with his little sister. Lucian has two sisters one that likes me and one that reallly doesn't. Lily is the one that doesn't. Scott and I watch as the football game ends. Falcons 19 Lions 12. I cheer and bounce around on Scotts lap happy that my team one. He smiles and cheers with me then gives me a victory kiss.

I hold Scotts face in my hands and look into his black eyes, "I. Want. .....Chinese."

He huffs, "I was hoping you'd say a sexy blonde werewolf."

I release his face and look at him innocently, "Are you saying you know one?"

"Yes, I do. You're sitting on him" he replies with fake hurt.

I poke his nose and giggle, "I know."

He looks at me then takes my hand and intertwines our fingers."How about I go get some Chinese for my little pumpkin and when I get back we have a little sleepover?"

I nibble my lip, "Little pumpkin would like that."

"Alright then I better go before they close. You want the usual, right?"

I nod, "Yes please."

"Okay," He sets me on the couch and kisses my head. "I'll be back in a bit pumpkin."