Chained souls

chapter 7 a night to remember

The days passed far to fast for Lorelei, she couldn't help feeling guilty for leading Caleb on. She could never be his mate, unworthy.

"What am I doing?,, the female pulled the brush through her hair again and again, guilt and nervousness racking through her body.

Hazel orbs meet their lookalikes in the foggy mirror, a taste.. thats all, a taste of what my life could have been.

"Only a taste,, she whispered to her reflection, she wiped the mirror.

"And you're sure she is comming?,,
Caleb looked at his blond friend, he was getting irritated by his nagging. "Yes Andre I'm sure,, he growled lowly after all they were waiting outside the club, surrounded by humans.

"Easy dude! Just asking,,
"For the eighth time,, the dark haired male muttered under his breath. He didn't need another voice telling him what he feared, she promised. She promised she would give me a chance, one chance.

"You think she will dress up?,,
Caleb narrowed his eyes at the smaller male, Caleb wouldn't mind if she didn't. He had seen her, he had seen her in one of a female's most attractive forms. Spent, calm and with the after glow of coupling. He didn't need any one else thinking of her like that, not before he had secured her.
"That's up to her,,
" man, You need to get laid, your way to uptight,, the blond male muttered.
"I didn't ask you to wait with me, you know,,

Andre looked up at the male, to be fair he was shocked. For so long the great Caleb Grant had been playing with women, trying to find the perfect one. Never before had his friend seem so insecure and lost as he is now, with all the other potential females he had been confident and a real ladies man. This leopard was something all right, he couldn't stop himself from wondering how it would all end.

The blond male was torn from his musing, as his friend suddenly push away from the wall they were leaning on. His friends chest expanded and his eyes changed, he released a breath and sighed. A gentle smile decorated his normally stoic face, it nearly floored his friend.

"Sorry I'm late,, both males eye's locked on the female, she was standing there. Right there nervously touching her hair, hair which now held blue steaks. Again Andre was floored, she had dolled up. Not much but she had none the less, she wore a royal blue top with chains as straps. A pair of black pants, pants that hugged her hips, rear and thighs. On her feet a pair of blue sneakers. She held a small clutch in her right hand, no jewellery.

Caleb walked up to the female, one could have thought they had coordinated their outfits. They matched, his larger right hand cupped her soft cheek. She had high lighted her eyes, her lips held a pink lip gloss with shine.
"Seeing you, I dare say it was worth the wait,, he whispered and then peaked her forehead.

They then entered the club, Caleb held an arm on her waist keeping her close. Lorelei was beautiful in her very own way, she didn't go for sexy. No she would probably kill it if she did, and he would probably go insane.

The night passed fairly quickly, they had a few drinks and was enjoying themselves. The female had been nervous and her mind seemed to be elsewhere at the beginning, but little by little a woman filled with spunk and confident came forward. What ever worries she had was gone, her body was relaxed and her eyes never wavered. Her laughter rung loud and clear together with the two males, her smiles were soft and endearing. Especially the ones she occasionally sent the dark male, when their eyes meet a rosy dust color spread on her cheeks.

A few drinks later, Caleb started to pick up on a most enjoyable scent. A scent that was pulling at him, it was coming from Lorelei.  He weren't the only one affected by her scent, more males were moving closer to their table. Many of them humans...Caleb was keeping them away by sending them glares when they got to close. He didn't like it one bit, Loreleis pheromones were calling all sorts of males to her. One human male in particular didn't let Calebs glares stop him, he got closer little by little. At some point, the female at the table realised that his attention was not fully on her. "What are you looking at" she asked and then turned in her chair.