Rencontre d'une nuit

Chapitre 8

Stiles and Damon sat down at a table. Then they ordered. During the meal, Damon saw that his little cat had his head elsewhere.

- Are you thinking about your father?
- Yes and no. I would like to be with him, but that won't change anything. I'm just a weak human, unable to defend myself.
- You were able to fend off a vampire.
- You were there.

He had noticed it before, but he didn't think Stiles had so little confidence in him. Yet this boy had so much sarcasm, humor, and bite. By his side, he was no longer the vampire who had cracked when his brother had got back on the right path. He was the human he had been.

He got up and went to sit beside him to take him in his arms.

- I may have been there, but I'm a murderer. I could have killed you too.
- Impossible.
- Stiles.
- We are bound. You will never hurt me.
- How's that related? he asked, frowning.

He didn't understand.

- You don't find the way we behave towards each other strange? Look at us. You hold me in your arms, I feel good there, I don't want to leave. When I was in your library, I found a book explaining what is happening to us. We are bound. We are kindred spirits.
- So if I want to kiss you all the time, to make you mine...

Stiles blushes. So crunchy.

- You can do it. I won't stop you because I want to too.

He put his left hand on Stiles' right cheek. He leaned down, his lips brushing those of the young man when a voice was heard.

- Stiles? It's really you ?

*****

Stiles looks at the person who just spoke. A young blonde girl stood by his side. It took him a few seconds to recognize her.

- Carolina?

The young girl threw herself on him to hug him.

- I'm so glad to see you again. What are you doing in Mystic Falls and especially with him? She said pointing to Damon. Don't tell me Stefan's right, he's not your boyfriend?
- Yes, he is.

The girl threw herself on Damon to tighten his collar.

- Remove the hypnosis. Stiles doesn't deserve to be under your control.

In put her right hand on Caroline's wrist.

- Drop him now. I am not hypnotized. I know what it is. Just like you apparently saw your ring.
- His fault. He's dangerous, he'll hurt you.
- Maybe he is, but he never will be with me. Even if it seems blue flower, I know what I say.

Caroline let go of Damon. He snuggled into the latter's arms, as if to block his body to protect his vampire.

- Caroline, are you okay?

The young man who was with her earlier had just arrived, as well as the two young women, he felt his vampire tense.

- Yeah, Tyler. Stiles, meet Tyler, my boyfriend.

He leaned back to whisper to Damon.

- Werewolf.
-Yes.

He shivered at the breath of his elder in his left ear.

- This is Bonnie and Elena, my best friends and Elena is Stefan's girlfriend.

Considering the way the girl had said that, she must be the cause of the discord between her vampire and her brother. Personally, he didn't find her the prettiest, Allison was much prettier than her.

- Otherwise, how is your mother Caroline?
- She is fine. Still sheriff. And your father ?
- The same. The investigations do not stop. He was on duty that night.
- Mom too. So you came here for him?
- I came here with my boyfriend to talk to his brother. Stefan didn't tell you? Yet he was able to tell you that I was dating his brother.

He saw that the younger Salvator didn't dare look at him or his brother.

- If I still had mountain ash. he whispered.

Damon must have heard her because he felt a smile under the kiss he gave her on her left cheek.

- Sit down.

All took places around them. A question burned his lips, so he pulled away from his vampire's embrace and leaned down so that no one but them would hear.

- I thought vampires and werewolves didn't mix well?
- How do you know what he is? Bonnie asked.
- Let's just say he's not the first one I've met.
- We love ourselves. Tyler replied simply.

He saw that this answer had pissed off Stefan, maybe the young girl Elena was no longer going to be a problem for his vampire and his brother.

- Not too difficult with the adrenaline rush? Is your anchor solid? he asked the wolf.
- My what? What is an anchor point?
- It's a joke, you're kidding me there.
- No.
- Have you ever had any transformation problems?
- Apart from the full moon, but it's the only night that sucks.
- No, but no one explained to you? You are a danger every day. Luckily nothing happened.

He let himself fall into his vampire's arms.

- What color are your wolf eyes?
- I don't know.
- transformed or from birth?
- Birth. But it's lately that I found out what I was. You had to reach a certain age.
- Not a pureblood.
- You are...
- Well versed on the subject, quite yes.
- Are you all right, little cat? Damon asked worriedly.
- I can't leave it like this. I can't understand that he's survived so far without training.
- But you think of your father.
- Yes. I think I'll have to call...
- Isaac. Ends his eldest.

He nodded. He had told her about the curly wolf. He had told her that he had seen Isaac's sad face when he had been cast out of the pack. That his cub was the first to write to him. They had a lot in common. That they were close. Like a mother and her cub. That it was with him that he had the most trouble being cold, angry.

- Yes, but also another person. I'm going to need mountain ash.