Dangerous Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 7

Arya blinked as she watched Devonshire leave with two unnamed men at his sides, looking miniscule compared to his size. Then realization hit her. What the hell?

She was mated to the man she is supposed to marry??

She blinked again. Her fingers wandered to her arm and "AH!" Arya cried out as she pinched herself. She blinked again. Nope. She was awake.

Freaking hell! She was the soulmate of Lord Devonshire himself! She was the freaking mate of a vampire only slightly younger than the freaking king!!! And the most freaking powerful vampire there is, second to the king!!!

Arya's heartrate began to pick up. Her own perfect side was him! Her perfect man was that insufferable, hard-head, super sexy, over controlled son of a --! But ohhhhh god, how he fought for her!

No man had ever fought for Arya that strongly nor fiercely. She was awed by the strength that radiated from him as the two men could barely contain him. He was a walking hulking mass of muscle and authority. She felt as her stomach tensed.

Yet, she remembered him as a sly ass! A cunning, arrogant, flirty, reallyyyy attractive ass.

But still! This was very VERY bad. Especially since her next mission was on him...

"Irony right?" Laughed a low voice from the doorway. Arya's head snapped towards the door to find a female leaning against the arch, her arms crossed under her chest in confidence. "Isn't it ironic your to-be husband is your to-be mate, once... you know... you do the 'deed'." The female smirked and stepped into the room, coming into the light.

Arya's voice caught in her throat. This female was gorgeous!

"I'm Vanessa." The female said and settled on one of the opposing chairs, facing Arya.

Arya didn't breathe a word.

Vanessa raised a perfectly manned eyebrow, "And you are??"

Arya blinked again and shook her head. She had to be a bit more trustworthy, especially since she will have to live here. A weight settled in her gut. The Lord will probably never let her leave, especially from his possessiveness. Arya hid a snort and spit out, "Who are you really?"

Great job Arya. Great job begin friendly!

"You're untrusting." The woman clicked her tongue but her eyes shone approval. "That's good in this Dark world. Only trust those that are close or you rely on for support...."

"And yet you are trying to be sociable to me." Arya pointed out.

Vanessa's grin widen to show her fangs, "Well. I don't quite need you for survival, but you'll probably need this whole pack's support."

Arya narrowed her eyes, "Sounds very one sided."

Vanessa shrugged, "Kinda."

"So why again are you interested in me again?"

"Because I actually do need you for survival as well."

Arya had the urge to laugh, "How?"

"You are Devonshire's. If we want to stay alive, he better have you. Cause trust me, a loyal man like that is so damn possessive." Vanessa explained.

"How do you know so much about his loyalty?" Arya slowly was starting to feel her nerves loosen. This girl was sharp, something that is often dangerous, but somehow, she felt safe next to her.

Vanessa laughed, "No. I never dated him. He turned me."

"You're connected through the Nexus." Arya realized, scooching up on the bed.