Deadly Desire

Chapter Eleven- Kidnapped

Rachel pov:

I went for an early morning run to relieve tension, and I stopped near the lake to regain my breath before returning home.

Guards pov:

Alec and Jake have been trailing Rachel from a distance since the prince wants us to keep an eye on her at all times. Because it is unknown how many werewolves are aware of her, they have thus far managed to kill anyone who approaches her. Jake cleans the blood from his blade while Alec inspects the surroundings. "doesn't look like there are more mutts around." He returns his sword and looks across at the girl.

"If this continues, we will need to ask the prince for more backup to protect the carrier." Jake replied with a frown. Alec smirks. "Don't you think the captain of the royal knights can't handle a few pesky mutts?" Grinning, he knows he's pissed off Jake, but he can't stop himself. Both of them have been working around the clock to protect her, and they haven't had any fun in weeks. He feels the urge to lighten the situation by mocking him, but it backfires as Jake hits him in the stomach. "You know what? If the werewolves kill that girl, we're dead! "She must be protected at all costs."

Rachel pov:

Hearing a thud, I look around but don't see anyone. Recently, I've had the unsettling feeling that I'm being watched, and shivers run down my spine. Turning around, I return home, where Ash and I plan to relax and play pool tonight. Before my best friend murders me for being exhausted from the tension,.

Werewolves pov: An ancient abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town has become home to a group of werewolves. This specific pack is small, and their pack leader is opposed to the war, but due to their size, they are unable to disregard commands from the werewolf king. All they want is peace; the pointless carnage has gone on for far too long.

The alpha looks at the group and addresses it. "Has anyone found out anything regarding that girl? Is she a carrier?" They have orders to apprehend or kill any bearers. He and his pack have never murdered a carrier, and they discreetly let them go since they believe the girls have nothing to do with the current conflict. "We cannot get near her; she is protected around the clock by the royal vampire knights." Says one of the werewolves gathering there. "Another pack went after her, and they all got slaughtered by the two knights." Thinking everything over the alpha generates an idea.

Rachel pov:

After a long day at work, I shower and change into a gorgeous purple shirt with small cleavage caressing my body wonderfully, along with blue ripped skinny pants resting comfortably and flats. As I come through the rear door, I let my hair down and grab my purse. Ash was dressed in a tight black tank top that accentuated his muscles, paired with form-fitting skinny jeans and sleek black sneakers.

"Someone looks slutty. We're going to a bar, not a club, you know." He smiles and wraps an arm around my shoulders. "Maybe if you dress more slutty, Rex will notice you." I try to hit him, but he dodges. "Come on, kids, stop making a ruckus." She says this to my mother, standing behind the counter. We chuckle and wave goodbye before departing. Werewolves and vampires were following us without our knowledge. We arrive at the bar, grab some food, drink, and play pool.

Ash bumps his elbow into my side. "Why don't you flirt with the very hot guy who is staring at you?" I know he's not Rex, but you deserve a little fun." He winks before bending over to shoot the ball. Hmm, he's my type: blond hair, green eyes, and a decent build. I leave to use the restroom to clean up. As I walk back, I run into the hot blond guy.

"Hey, sexy, how are you doing?" He smiles and winks at me, and as he approaches, I can feel my cheeks heating up. I instantly look aside and take a big breath to calm myself before gazing back up. I keep eye contact, and his eyes are forest green. His hair is brilliant blond and wavy; he stands taller than me; and he looks great in thin jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black jacket.