Pages are slowly being edited. Chapters may not add up with other chapters because of this, sorry. This story was written a couple of years ago and desperately needs to be edited! 7/3/2020
Scarlett Sage, a lost soul that turned to some night hobbies...
"What are you?" Confusion clouds his features. I don't really know how to answer his question so I keep it simple. Kind of.
"I'm something special. Something that went through a tough past but came out tougher than that past. I'm something that won't be knocked down easily." Even by my mate kissing someone else. What he does next I was not expecting. He hugs me. He lets go after a while.
"Your a vampire correct," I say buzzing with excitement. This is my first time meeting a vampire so I can't really help it. He nods his head and looks away from me with a painful look on his face.
"Can I touch your fangs," his head whips towards me as I say this. I swear I hard a cracking sound come from his neck.
"Your not going to reject me for being a vampire," he curiously asks.
"Isaiah to be honest I don't really know what I should do. I already have a mate, the werewolf king, but we haven't mated or marked each other yet. He's giving me many reasons I don't want him though," hope passes through his eyes.
"Now can I touch your fangs," he laughs lightly and opens his mouth slightly. I see his fangs come out and they look so... cool.
I reach my hand out and touch the tip of his fang. They are really sharp I should know since I pricked my finger on it. Maybe it wasn't the best idea to touch his fangs. I look up and see his eyes glowing red. His fangs retract and he grabs my finger. He brings it to his mouth and licks off the blood and my cut heals just like that.
"SCARRRLLLLEEEETTTT!!!" A voice screams out my name. I turn toward Isaiah.
"I will pick one of you after I finish something. I don't want to pick any of you as my mate right now because this war I'm fighting may not be won but that's ok because I will make sure to bring HIM down with me. I'm sorry if I don't make it out. If I don't make it out live your life for me and love someone." He looks upset while I tell him this. I would to, who would want their mate saying they might not be alive for long?
"Don't say that. I will fight with you and stand by your side. Mates are meant to help you not stand by helplessly. You have to tell me who is after you." My wolf is definitely favoring Isaiah over Ryder right now.
"I can't tell you right now and I'm sorry for that, but I told no one who is after me. I appreciate that you want to help me. We should keep distance from each other for now." Sadness and pain fills his eyes.
"Take my number call me whenever you need someone. I will always be watching you though. I won't come near you I will watch from afar." I smile up at the man that is willing to wait for me. I take his number and leave. Walking back into my room I see Noah passed out and still soaking wet. I shake my head at the body on the floor with a adoring smile.
I take off his clothes and not his under wear, pervs. I put a short and sweat pants on him while putting a pillow under his head and a blanket over him. I crawl into my bed and hear banging coming from the room next to mine. The neighbors must be getting busy, if you know what I mean.
Opening my eyes and see the sun pouring into my room. I look around the room and see Noah still out cold on the floor. I get in the shower bringing my clothes with me. After the shower I get dressed putting on black ripped jeans, a hoodie, a snap back, sunglasses, and a black crescent necklace. (Ignore the earrings, people, and tattoo in the picture) I put on my boots and grab my phone and headphones.
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