Dangerous Kiss (On Hold)

Chapter 19

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Devonshire patiently waited as Arya kissed the last boy goodnight and crept out of the living room. Isadora closed the door behind her and Arya sighed heavily.

It was a long day. The excruciating pain that came with the powers of being able to heal quickly as a vampire were lessened by the company of the boys, but not by much.

Her ankle was almost back in its place, nevertheless she still was limping.

"Come. We have much to tell the pack." Devonshire said softly. Arya limped to him and with an easy action, he heaved her into his arms.

She buried her face into his chest, "I know."

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Everyone was seated in various places around Zadimus' office.

Maribelle and Vanessa were lounged on the couch, half asleep. Horace was sitting in a chair by the door. Wolfe was leaning against the door while Jrake was staring heatedly from his place next to the house plant at Ryan.

Ryan was looking fearfully at Jrake, nudging closer to Arya who was on another smaller couch. Zadimus stood behind his desk.

"So..."

"Okay, what the fuck is going on the kids here?" Vanessa burst.

Devonshire sent her a glare. "So..." He repeated with more poison. "The boys downstairs are the snakes that work for the Dangerous Kiss."

"Wait what?" Vanessa gaped in surprise. "But that place is so protected! What happened? And why?"

Maribelle mischievous eyes darted to Ryan. "I'm guessing our little cultists wanted the children."

Devonshire nodded solemnly, "They did. They are trying to capture the children for someone or some cause. We know these cultists use children and turn them into child soldiers. They were kidnapping them."

"But why the Dangerous Kiss boys? Why not just a normal orphanage?" Wolfe questioned.

Maribelle kept looking at Ryan who further tried to disappear by using Arya. "I'm guessing because of him."

The whole room turned to face Ryan who was now scarlet. Arya protectively put her arm across his body, resting her hand upon his knee.

Devonshire sighed, "Pack, meet Ryan, the oldest snake of Alex. I believe he is an original vampire."

Arya was frozen, "What do you mean?" Her voice was icy, reminding everyone of the recent incident.

Devonshire walked to Arya and Ryan. "Your little trainee is a vampire, and he doesn't know it either."

Ryan was pale.

"How do you know?" Arya's voice was treacherously soft.

"When you two were fighting in the Kiss... Your vampire was alive and you were fighting with everything you had, including the weapons in your mouth." Devonshire cupped her chin, "Release them."

On command, Arya's lower and upper fangs extended. Devonshire hummed then turned to Ryan. "The boy here also was using everything he had. Including his own weapons."

Devonshire kneeled in front of Ryan who was now visibly shaking. "I won't hurt you, boy. We are trying to protect you. Trust me."

Zadimus made eye contact with Arya and she hesitantly removed her arm. Ryan's sharp eyes darted to Arya then back to Zadimus as he scooted closer. "When you were fighting, what did you do?"