Abandoned

Chapter 8

Marshal's P.O.V
Vampire. He'll hurt her. It's all I can think. Protect her. Keep her safe. From them.
I make sure she sits as far away from them, but as close to me, as possible.

"It appears that you have a bigger pack that it sounded." The male says a bit worried.

Good. He should be.

"Two more on the way. Do we still stand on that agreement?" Dad asks.

What agreement?

"Of cause. We have mutual respect to sustain war against us both. Though this is only us. Other vampires don't want to come here because of the other pack. We've tried our hardest to hide from them and we have. But you seem to have a wonderful sense of smell running in the family."

That blond guy glances at Jamie. I growl at him. She's mine. He won't get anywhere near her with me around, and I'll be around a lot.

"I apologise, the future alpha of this pack has recently found his mate and is very protective." Dad tells him. "His name is Marshal. She is Jamie. I am the Alpha."
Blonde nods. He looks terrified. Good. His father looks at him then to me.

"My name is Charles." The older vamp says. "My wife, Jennifer, our oldest son is Damien. And baby Shae."

Damien. The son of the devil. Mum smiles wide at them while the rest of us just sit there and stare. The rest have come down, knowing the smell and are watching. Ready for dad to give the word.

"Nice to meet you, Hun." Mum offers her hand to the woman, Jennifer. She accepts it with a toothy smile. No pointed teeth. She is a vamp but she isn't hungry. Must have fed on some helpless and stupid human.

"Thank you. Nice to meet you as well." She looks at Damien. Then pokes him. "Say hello."

He looks up at us then back down again. Mumbling a greeting.
"There's no need to be afraid, Damien." Dad says. "No one here will hurt you or your family. Is there something in particular that you are worried about?"

Damien glances at me and Jamie. I put my arm across Jamie's waist and growl. Mine. Not his. Mine.

Dad notices. "Oh yes. You two have already met on the first day. Marshal will not harm you, Damien. He is just protective over his mate. I'm sure you know how we can get, you will act the same one day."

Vamps get mates as well. Not just us. But we are the ones who get the most protective.
Jamie tugs my hand. I can sense she doesn't want to be here any longer than I do.
I clear my throat and look at dad. "Dad, can we be excused?" I ask politely.

He nods and continues the awkward conversation with the vamps.
I hold Jamie's hand and take her out to my room, grabbing our guitars along the way. I play along. Then she starts to sing.

"Tired of being what you want me to be,
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface.
Don't know what you're expecting of me, put under the pressure of walking in your shoes,
Every step that I take is another mistake to you,

I've become so numb, I can feel you there!
Become so tight, so much more aware..
Becoming this, all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you!

Can't you see that your smothering me,
Holding to tightly, afraid to loose control.
Cause everything that you thought I would be,
Is falling apart, right in front of you...

Every second I waist is more than I can take!
I've become so numb I can feel you there!
Become so tight, so much more aware.
Becoming this, all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you!

And I know I may end the feeling too
But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed you!

I've become so numb I can feel you there
Become so tight, so much more aware
Becoming this, all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you!

I've become so numb I can feel you there,
Tired of being what you want me to be..."

I finish the last cord staring at her. God she has the most beautiful voice in the world. I brush a few strands of hair from her face.

Jamie's POV
I still can't believe that they're here. Vampires. In our pack house.
All I can do is sit back and try to calm myself. Marshal glances at me and looks back to the ground. Folding his hands awkwardly in his lap he does it again.
Almost like he's asking permission to lay with me. Naww.
I lift my arms up and beckon him over. "Come."

He practically scrambles over, wrapping his arms around my waist, and resting his head on my chest. Basically using me as a teddy bear.
Soon enough, his breathing slows down to sleep mode. And I decide to do something I didn't think I'd ever do.
"I, Jamie, accept you, Marshal, as my mate."