Don't Fudging Say Mate!

Don't Fudging Say Mate! - Chapter 32

A/N: Hey guys!! Sorry this update has taken a little while....I went to see Jessie J last night and she was well..AMAZING!! but yeah that was why i didnt get chance to update...so I appologise for that...but on the plus side I have the chapter for you to read now!! Though admittedly i'm not overally happy with it...but i'm hoping thats me just being hard on myself and you guys enjoy it...anyways enough of my ramblings...enjoy!

Much Love & Happy Reading ~ Dannii x

Chapter 32:

Caleb’s P.O.V

We had to turn back. We had no choice. I looked between my guys several hours later and though there eyes burned with rage and the need to get Luce back. They also portrayed the hunger we all felt. I mean we were dominantly vampires and that meant we had to feed. We’d been searching for Luce for over 6 hours and before that it had been awhile since we’d fed and well we were desperate. So I begrudgingly had to call of the search for Luce and send us all back home so we could feed and get some sleep so then we would be back on top form to get my beautiful mate back. I only hoped she would survive that long. ‘She will. She’s a tough cookie our mate’ my fox purred and I nodded hoping he was right. “Come on guys we need to head home. Feed and sleep then try again” I say and though they all grumble and look determined to carry on they nod. Because ultimately they know I’m right. We are no good to Luce weak and lacking any sort of energy or life in general. No we wouldn’t save her that way. So it was time to head home.

When we reached the pack house most of the guys crashed out on the sofa, too exhausted to move. Yet their bodies kept twitching as they tried to control the bloodlust that I knew would take over soon unless they all fed. I couldn’t allow the bloodlust to take over. Otherwise we would all become savages. Driven by nothing but pure vampire instinct. Which meant a feeding frenzy that would result in many deaths to which the guilt would ride our asses hard when we came back down from the bloodlust. I know because it had happened to me once before and I still hated myself for it to this day and the situation occurred over twenty years ago. Being the leader of this group meant I had slightly better control on the bloodlust than they did, which meant it was up to me to sort them out a feed that wouldn’t kill anyone. And I needed to sort that fast if the guys in front of me were anything to go by. Picking up the phone I called our usual feeders. Humans who loved the bite of a vampire. Loved the euphoric high they got from it. Craved it infact. Therefore they made awesome feeding candidates for us. Because well they were willing. Oh so willing. Once I was off the phone I turned to the guys. “Our usual will be here within the next ten minutes. Please hold off the bloodlust until then guys please. No one wants the guilt” I say softly and they all nod as I watch them continue to fight the bloodlust that is threatening to take over.

Exactly ten minutes later the girls arrived and I watched as the guys lead them all away to separate areas so they could do the feeding in private. I knew why this was. Most of us preferred to enjoy the thrills of sex with the feed. Because well it was just more enjoyable and our little vampire addicts loved it too. But as I looked at my usual feed I couldn’t help but feel slightly revolted. She no longer held the allure she used to. I no longer wanted to feed from her. No the only person I wanted to feed from was the one person that wasn’t here. The one person who I should be out there looking for instead of sedating my needs. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair in frustration. Why couldn’t I just feed off of her. That way I could go back to searching quicker. But no matter how much I told myself this I couldn’t move to go near the eager vampire addict. She was shaking in front of me, desperate for her next hit but I couldn’t bring myself to give her it like usual. I just wanted Luce. But I knew that if I didn’t feed I wouldn’t be able to get Luce back unless I fed. I sighed. This was the problem with being mated. The only person you then were willing to feed from once mated was your mate. She was the only one who appealed to you. The only one who would sustain you properly. But sadly she wasn’t here and I needed her here. So I sighed once more and stepped towards the girl. She grinned at me. That strange addict style lopsided grin. “There will be no sex today” I say simply and she nods, not really bothered just wanting the hit she craves. I sigh and take her hand softly, gently leading her to the sofa. Clearing my mind of all thoughts as I do so, because I know I have to let instinct take over more than thought or I won’t be able to go through with the feed and that’s no good for anyone. Least of all Luce. She was counting on me. I just prayed she was alive. My mind blanked over and my instincts triumphed as I moved the girls hair from her neck softly, and extended my fangs. I didn’t waste time kissing her neck gently and caressing her like normal, instead I just leaned towards where I knew I would get the most blood and sank my fangs into her severely marked neck. I heard her moan as I began to drink, but her moans had no effect on me. I watched as her eyes began to glaze over, her high getting her and it was also a sign that I had nearly taken as much as she could give me. So a few moments later I retracted my fangs from her neck, licked the wound clean and thanked her. Before handing her the payment for all the girls and sent her out the door with the rest of the girls that re-emerged moments after I was finished.