Damon's Desire. Santana's Desire. Fanfic Book Series 1.

Chapter 4. Love potion #9. (Damon's)

Damon's Desire.
Chapter 4.
Love potion #9.

I arrived home before it was too late. A full moon was no fun for a werewolf or myself. I didn't want to get bit even scratched. I went inside and called Stefan.

"Everything good over there?" I asked pouring myself a scotch on the rocks.

"Fine so far. You?"

"I ran into Tyler Lockwood. He was running for the full moon. Just like a dog." I snickered. "I think he is prepared. As much as he can be." I told Stefan. "So having fun over there, married and all?" I smiled.

I sat down.

"Why are you so upset or are you jealous?" I could feel the smirk on Stefan's face. "We have been married for a year now." Stefan mentioned.

"Yea that's what it is." I ignored all else he said. "Just curious brother, are you going to try new positions when your wife gets to 50 years old? I'm sure you're not going to enjoy the grandmother look." I teased.

"You're an ass. Go drink." He said hanging up on me.

"Yea I know." I mumbled putting the phone down.

Stefan was kidding himself if he thought he could be with Elena without turning her.

I took my drink outside. It was pitch black, except for the moon hanging over my head.

I listened to what possibly could be Tyler howling. I was not sure where he always kept himself but knowing a wolf, my property is perfect for them. A lone vampire in a secluded cabin by the water.

I listened carefully to his howl. He did not sound locked away. The howling and rustling was moving from one location to another. I was certain Tyler screwed up. I would have to find out in the morning.

I like being a vampire. I don't want to be Werewolf and Vampire hybrid breed.
I do not want to be sick again either. No way I wanted to have a tail between my legs.

I sat down and finished my glass, laid down and watched the sky. I felt like a prisoner but at least I was being smart. Tyler obviously was not doing the same thing. His wonderful plan did not seem to work.

I grabbed my cell out of my jacket and called back Stefan. He did not answer after calling three times. I was not going to text him. That was so Elena. Texting when you can just speak out loud. What is the point in calling someone if they don't answer when they say to call back if you hear something?

I thought about just speeding over but I did not want to take that kind of chance. I continued to listen to the mysterious wolf that's if it wasn't Tyler.

We (vampire) were told that only Tyler was living in Vines, him being the only known werewolf. I am going to go on a limb and say it isn't him. Giving him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he was being smart and planned ahead.

I sat up and immediately scoffed at my last thought. A werewolf was standing in between my trees. I sped into my house and closed the doors. All my windows were always closed.

I continued hearing the howling and snarling of the Ware.

I tried calling my stupid brother. He didn't answer. I tried calling Elena and the bitch forwards my call. I looked for my stash of Wolfs-bane. I grabbed some and held it tight. It could be worse. It could be a pure hybrid at my door.

Soon it was at my doorstep trying to bash it's way in. "Tyler I swear if that's you, you better get your self a leash!" I nervously joked.

I grabbed some useless Wolfs-bane grenades and got ready to light them. Not much that can kill a werewolf. Break its neck, take its heart out and cut them in pieces. Not sure if I want to get that close to one.