𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌
❝like a moth to a flame, she always returns to me❞
Dakota Elkins is no stranger to the supernatural with her being a telepath and vampires out of the coffin, but when one winds his way into her cousins...
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THE CHURCH WAS EXPECTING THEM AT NOON. It was still early and Dakota had just woken up to her alarm. The powder blue sundress was nice against her tanned skin, and she'd done her hair properly, looking well put together. The woman was toying with the straw in her drink as she sat at the hotel bar.
Isabel's human, Hugo sat beside her, wearing a suit as he downed his own drink. Last night, Eric had walked her through the plan, reminding her to be careful on more than one occasion. It hadn't bee difficult to get an appointment with Sarah Newlin herself, especially when Dakota had specified about the 'wedding plans' she and Hugo had.
"You should probably wear this." Hugo turned in his seat, grabbing her hand and planting an engagement ring in her palm.
"Oh, Hugo." Dakota grinned, sliding it down her ring finger. "Yes, a thousand times yes."
He snorted, shaking his head in amusement. "Also, just so they believe we're a couple about to get married, it'd probably be best if you let me do most of the talking."
"Yeah, absolutely." Dakota nodded, though she tried not to roll her eyes. "I'll just shut up and look pretty."
"That's not what I meant." he denied, shaking his head quickly.
"Yes, it was." Dakota shrugged, meeting his gaze. "It's okay. It'll be easier for me to listen in on others if I don't have to worry about carrying a conversation."
"Good, good." Hugo breathed, relieved Dakota hadn't taken it the wrong way. "If they do ask you any questions, are you sure you're going to be able to say the kinds of things about vampires that they want to hear?"
Dakota never found it difficult to converse with people, so she saw no challenge in befriending Sarah Newlin and saying whatever she wished to hear. The difficult part was finding Godric and not getting caught while doing so.
"Hugo, I don't just hear the things that hateful people say. I hear the things that are so hateful that hateful people don't even want to say them out loud. Don't worry about me. I got plenty of material to work with. I'll be fine."
"Good," he nodded and went to change the subject. "so, how long have you been with Northman?"
Dakota almost spit out her drink and she put the glass down onto the bar top, trying to swallow her sip without making a fool out of herself. The woman began to shake her head as she denied the question.
"I am not dating Eric." Dakota said, brows furrowed.
"Oh," Hugo faltered, twisting his glass between his hands. "my apologies. I must be mistaken. It just seemed that way, vampires don't usually have a human companion without having some sort of relationship."
