Connection Through Blindness

Chapter 23

   Vampires and werewolves never got along. They haven't for thousands of generations, but the story of a Vampire Prince and female Alpha being fated to intertwine together was never heard of. What caused more havoc, the thing that both amazed and appalled the supernatural world, were the creatures they had created.

Creatures that were neither wolf nor vampire nor human. The parents knew their children would never truly fit in anywhere because of their special abilities and the beauty of the twins. These twins were just more than any species; smarter; faster; stronger; dangerous; and overall more beautiful than any being on earth. Those certain traits made them special, but it was also a curse.

Evil people saw the twins as useful weapons once word got out that there was a new species created. The parents and the surrounding packs stayed on alert for eighteen years. No one came, though. That would probably be because they couldn't find their location. All thanks to the ancestors, the packs lived in peace for a time. That changed when a former enemy of the female Alpha came undetected into their territory.

That's when my whole life changed.

Question is, was it for better or worse? I found my mate; he didn't and doesn't want me. I reached my true power; that true power unbalanced what good I had and the new darkness that had always lurked beneath. I can choose my own fate; only at the cost of ruining others. I unlocked parts of me that I thought I never had; those parts make me doubt who I am everyday.

So really, what is good or bad? Nothing. That's what they are. Nothing. In the beginning there was no good or bad, just the way life went. People didn't point fingers and accuse others of something. Days went by like the seasons. There's no good or bad, there's only decisions and choices people make that creates problems where it doesn't need to be. And those that make decisions and choices where there is good? No, goodness only comes from the heart and mind, unlike from the fame and popularity some folks shoot for.

And as I lay on a comfortable bed, a rag pressed against my forehead and a roof over my head and a warm cover wrapped securely around me, I no longer worried if my life changed for the better or worse, all that came to mind was the thought of what I could do to make my life better for the future. Then again I still need some bad to make it better.

With that thought my eyes snapped open and I lurched forward, aiming for the door. A man stepped in front of it with another man by his side. I didn't give Beta Ryan and the other man another glance as I turned and dashed for the window.

A much taller and bigger and intimidating and dangerous figure stepped in front of the wide windows. Without so much as a word the two werewolves in the room bowed respectfully before leaving.

The tension in the air was thicker than blood and almost chocked me. His presence was intimidating, sure. I could handle that. But it's a whole different story when he's in angry. I've never seen him angry – he's always been in control.

Slowly, so slowly, he starts walking forward, and for every step taken I took a step back. "I'm not sorry for trying to save my family," I said firmly, shrugging. "You shouldn't be so angry because we're not together."

My heart skips a beat when he growls lowly, backing me up into the wall. Despite the situation I was in, I couldn't help but think how sexy he was when he's mad.

Eyes looking him over on their own, gulping down a sigh. I focus back on his face, but he's already looking down at me with a gaze that burned my skin. He took the final step that made our bodies so close that every time we breathed skin brushed skin. He put his hand right next to my head, leaned in even closer till our noses touched and lips almost brushed, and growled.