A/N: Damien's bedroom. Just pretend the view in the window is of the ocean. :)
I had been walking around for what felt like hours. I heard some muffled screaming and I followed it. I can hear footsteps behind me. I am a very lightweight person, so you can't really hear me unless I'm running very fast with no care of how loud I am. I quickened up my pace, and was still quiet, when I got to the door, it was unlocked. I peeked in and saw it was the room I came from.
Just as I was about to turn around and keep walking, I was shoved in the room by the guy that called me princess. He came in behind me and had one of his guys stand by the door to let him out when he was "finished" with me.
Uh oh.
That's not good.
He started walking towards me. Every step he took forwards, I returned with a step backwards. I felt a sharp pain in my neck and cried out. He quickly appeared in front of me, checking all around me. He kept asking me questions but I couldn't hear because I was still crying out in pain. When my cry had finished, I saw the guy who was guarding the door, the one who called me gorgeous, standing behind me with blood dripping from his lips.
I heard the one who was standing in front of me say"John, why the heck would you do that?! She's my mate." I heard John, the guy who had blood, my blood, dripping from his mouth, say,"But, Damien, I marked her."
Me being the idiot that I am just says, "If you mark me, it doesn't make me your mate. Ya stupid."
Damien, the one who keeps calling me princess, came over to me and as if on cue said,"Princess, look at that wall." I felt his hand follow down my neck. The second he came around the scar, I cried out. His fingers were gone and I heard howls and screams. I heard bones cracking. I looked over and saw Damien transforming to his wolf directly beside me. He growled and his wolf cried out"Mine."
I leaned my head and saw that John was changing too. I closed my eyes and I heard one neck snap. No one moved. I sang to myself 'Can't stop the feelin'
I got that sunshine in my pocket.
Well, curiosity was killing me, so I opened my eyes to see Damien in his wolf form. How did I know it was him? This: "Don't worry, it's just me, Damien." I stuttered,"H-how" He replied,"Mind link. I can link my mind with yours because you're my mate."
I was completely dumbfounded. Here was this guy who had his men kidnap me and tell me I was a vampire and a werewolf hybrid. This John dude "marked me" and I don't even know him. He also claims I'm his mate. Like what? And then there's this guy named Damien and he shifted to protect me when he doesn't even know me either. He claims that I'm his mate too. I lay there and grunted at my still bleeding scar, or mark as they call it. Damien heard me and rolled over to where he was facing me. I rolled the other way and I heard him stand up.
A hand suddenly appeared in front of my face and I shrugged it off. "Well then, it'll just have to be the hard way,"he says as he picks me up bridal style. I squeal and hold on to his neck even tighter and bury my face in his chest.
God he smells so good.
In case you don't know, I've grown up with cute boys so I mean I'm used to it.
And for the smelling comment, I do that all the time, to everyone, not just guys.
He just laughs at this. This dude's sense of humor is really bothering me. If he thinks that's funny, then what will happen when I fall down the stairs? I'm cringing just thinking about it. He walks out and goes down the hall. He brings me into a secluded bedroom at the end of the hall. He sat me down on the bed and left, closing the door behind him.
Well, so much for an introduction.
Jerk.
I hope he knew that I was fine just my neck was bleeding. I touched it and flinced. When I looked down at my hand, there was blood soaked all over it. I got up off the bed and moved over to the window with a window seat. I was looking out the window and saw police cars surrounding the perimeter. I looked back towards the bed. There is a pair of binoculars beside the bed. Weird, but I don't care.
I focused on the one right in front of the gate. On the driver's side, a police officer got out. Ok, I expected that. I moved the binoculars over to the other side of the car, expecting another police officer but boy I nearly jumped out of that window. Parker! He got out with the police officer. He also had a pair of binoculars with him. How convenient. He scanned each and every one of the windows and when he got somewhat close to mine, I slowly opened the window so no one could hear it.
This was it, this was my get away! It was then I saw Damien and a bunch of his were-wolf friends on the other side of the gate. I prayed that they wouldn't open the gate.
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