From a Vampire's Brother to a Human's Mate (Book 2: Completed)

Chapter 26

Dawn’s POV

The dance was going well. Dinner was amazing and it ended around five. The hall we were at was actually at a beautiful hotel and was all golden and pearl . . . it was amazing. We were now out slow dancing and I was guessing it was around 6:30ish. Ian was being the ultimate gentleman and that had me kind of relaxed, but my mind was on edge.

The fact that Tony was a shout away sitting at the table was certainly comforting. I knew that if I needed him he would come running with the backup of Travis and maybe even Felix.

As if with that thought I doomed myself, Ian suddenly perked up.

“Come on, I want to show you something,” Ian smiled at me pulling me towards the stairs that led to the hotel rooms.

The unnatural amount of kindness now felt like the quiet before the storm and the fact that he was carrying me away from everyone else was really weighing on my mind. I looked back over the crowd searching and searching.

Please, please, Tony . . . where are you? I looked and looked and then finally I saw the table they were sitting at. Hannah was resting her back against Felix, Julie was sitting on Travis’s lap and they were deeply engaged in a kiss and Tony was sitting there with Lupa leaning into him. As she played with the collar of his shirt, he played with the napkin he was glaring at on the table.

Tony! Tony, please look at me! I begged in my mind sending him a secret distress symbol.

Suddenly he tensed up.          

Lupa stopped her smirking and stepped back.

Tony’s head snapped up and he looked around worried but he was not able to spot me before Ian pulled me around a corner and out of site.

“Ian, where are we going? We really shouldn’t leave the dance yet,” I sighed.

“Why not . . . we weren’t having all that much fun anyways,” He shrugged and then stuck a key into the door and opened it. It was a suit and it was amazing.  It was huge and extravagant but the first thing I noticed was the large bed.

Oh shit . . . I have got to get out of here . . . Tony, where are you? My mind panicked. I looked for any possible exit.

As Ian closed the door and I heard the deafening click of it locking into place my heart picked up double time. My palms began to sweat and I started to get slightly light headed. I felt claustrophobic. The walls were closing in on me.

No, no the walls . . . worse, much worse. Ian was closing in on me.

I backed away but soon my back in the post of the bed. I looked behind me shocked and when My eyes shot back to Ian he was already right in front of me.

“Please, Ian, I said I was sorry. I didn’t mean to . . .”