Fate

Part 1

The sound of the music comes strong through the speakers. The sexual beat pulsing over the collection of bodies in here.

I spot my prey for tonight. A tall leggy blonde. She is stumbling outside of the club's back door. I follow after her.

I find her outside giggling into a phone. I quickly get her attention. She turns around to face me.

"I will call you back." With a hiccup she hangs up her phone. "And who aarre yo..u?

She is wasted. I might actually get a buzz off her. "You don't need to worry about that."

I close in and let my eyes glimmer over leaving her paralyzed. "Till you head back." I watch as my powers make her comply. My fangs extend and I move in biting her.

I drink my fill then gently guide her unconscious body back in the club. I have already healed her wound and called attention to a waitress.

I didn't kill her because not only do I have control unlike fledglings. I don't take part in random kills that could endanger my clan.

Once I see she is taken care of I take my leave. Making it back to my clan a little after four.

"You were cuting it close there, Dimitri."

I nod to Eric as he walks into my domain. "I know."

"Even though we are the elder ones that doesn't mean we can stand the early morning sun."

"It's fine. The blonde left me buzzed."

He hums. "As long as you are not thinking about other things." With that he leaves.

With a sigh I drop to my bed. My curtains already drawn. Eric is worried since I haven't found my beloved after 900 years that I will began to show signs of withdraw. He already finding his beloved, Kestrel.

If I do not find her in the next 100 years I will become completely psychotic. Killing anyone in sight then eventually myself. And before that happens Eric my friend will end me first.

I strip out my clothes and head to the shower, once washed I put on some gray sweat pants the head to bed. Vampires don't really sleep as other creatures do. Except for born vampires like Eric and I. We can sleep, eat and even drink like others. But we have to consume blood or we will be weaken.

Turned Vampires can't sleep or go out in true sunlight.  Born Vamps can handle sunlight just not the early rise. It is too much for our eyes. If we stare directly into the light of the sun we will turn to flame. That's why most days start at noon for us. Or we wear UV protection sun shades.

As I lay down I think about my beloved. As mate is to werewolf, beloved is to vampire. I have been waiting for her since my day of death 900 years ago.

I am tired of going out most nights. With me getting closer to the age of destruction, as I like to call it. My blood lust is stronger. I have to drink from my mate or I will never be satisfied. Till then I make nightly visits to the local clubs.

Waiting for her has been a challenge but it's worth it. I will love her for eternity.

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"KATHARINE!"

Oh shit. I don't know what I did but by the tone of the Alpha's voice it can't be good. I quickly run towards his voice.

"Yes Alpha?"

Stalks over to me till he is directly in front. "Who is in responsible for the pups training?"

"The Gamma sir."

"Yes. And who is the Gamma?"

I cough. "I am sir."

"Yes so why is my head warrior relaxing on the pool deck and the pups ROLLING AROUND IN THE DAMN DIRT?!

"Um well. Ground tactics." I say with a nervous smile.

He growled. Well that was the wrong answer. "I'm kidding!" I quickly cover my mouth with my hands.

"Kidding?!" His eye is twitching.

"Well Alpha I would love to chat but I have pups to train." With a quick pat to his arm I sprint away from my very upset Alpha.

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"Come on pups! Let's get into gear." With a response of Yes madam Gamma they are in position.

I do take my job seriously it's just that making the Alpha mad is more fun. I know I know. I should be more serious being head warrior and all but I have had to learn to look a the positives in life.

After my father lost his life in the war of the night 20 years ago, I learned that we can't miss out on the best things in life if we go though it being a stick in the mud.

The war of the night. It was 20 years ago when a clan of rouge Vampires started attacking packs. We know that the Vampires involved were kicked out of regular social life. So our grudge against all the blood suckers didn't last. At least for the Alpha.

If they had better control over them my father wouldn't have died and leave me and my mother alone to raise me.

A great mother that she is I still missed my father. I was only five at the time. With a sigh I lead the pups though the standard drills.

Later on my deviant friend, Chloe ,finds me in my room.

"Guess what?"

"I'm not guessing."

"Aw why not?" She wined.

"Every time I guess something for you I end up in trouble, injured or worst."

"Oh come on I apologize for breaking your ribs." One night she thought it would be fun to challenge one packs Beta into a test of strength. It didn't work well for me or her for that matter. Lucky I only got broken ribs.

I look from my magazine to her. She has her hands together and is begging me like usual. I sigh. "Where?"

She squeals. "Oh Thank you! Be ready in an hour!"

I have a feeling I won't like this.

A strong feeling.

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