My Immortal Love *Being Rewritten*

More Werewolves?

When I woke up I was laying on my side, my cheek on Dimitri's pillow. I was also very aware of Dimitri's arm curled around my stomach, which had pulled me close to him so that my back was pressed into his chest, my head tucked under his chin.

I was about to elbow him and stomp out, then I heard something in the hallway, something that made my stomach clench nervously.

I nudged Dimitri to wake him up, and his arm tightened a little bit.

"Yeah, I know. I hear it, too." He whispered so softly I was barely sure I heard it over the panting outside the door.

"Is it another werewolf?" I said under my breath, unable to hide my fear. The same filthy, wet dog smell was assaulting my nose.

"No. Listen closer." Dimitri said, and I did. I heard the panting overlapping several more sets of heavy breaths.

"More werewolves?" My voice was hushed, but the terror was still evident, and escalating. "What's going on, Dimitri?"

"I don't know." He sat up, but was still being quiet for some reason. "They're in front of your room."

"What?" I sat up, too, thoroughly scared. "Why are they in front of my room?"

"I don't know." He said, getting out of bed. "Stay right here. Don't. Move."

I nodded. Gladly.

As Dimitri crept to the door, I noticed that he hadn't changed out of the clothes he'd worn to go wherever he went yesterday. His shirt was rumpled and his hair was shaggy with sleep. If his eyes hadn't been so alert and even a bit protective, I would've thought he looked-

No! I shook my head. Jesus, Alivia! Get a grip.

Dimitri opened the door, and his facial expression immediately became disgusted.

I wondered for a split second what werewolves looked like. Darius had never told me, and no one had any photographs of them. Were they a gross half-wolf half-man creature, or was it a huge wolfzilla thing like the Twilight wolves?

I shuddered at the thought of seeing a real-life Jacob Black wolf.

"Dimitri." I heard a deep, masculine voice greet him. The panting had stopped, and I heard normal human breathing fill the hallway.

Dimitri didn't answer whoever had greeted him, and deep bass chuckles echoed in the corridor.

Scared beyond belief and not being able to stand being at the other end of the room all by myself, I silently got out of the bed and took a few steps toward Dimitri. He saw me and gave me a look that clearly said, "Go back to the bed."

I was about to go back without a word of argument, but froze as the voice said, "She's in there isn't she?"

"Get the hell out of here."

"Let me see her and I'll consider."

Dimitri's jaw locked, and looked as if he was going to tell the person in the hallway to fuck off, but instead looked over to me and gestured that I come over.

I hesitantly did, taking small, nervous steps, until I was within arm's reach of Dimitri. I willingly let him put an arm around me as I approached the doorway.

My eyes widened at the sight I saw before me.

Six hot men. Six tall, buff, dark-haired, sensuous-eyed, shirtless men, all staring at me.

Definitely the Twilight kind.

The one in the front grinned. He was the tallest, buffest, and had the most sultry eyes of any of them. He looked to be about twenty-five, but for all I knew he could be a hundred years old, being a werewolf.

"Well, well, well." he said, stepping closer to me. "The last bride of Dracula." He eyed me up and down thoroughly. "She's beautiful."

I thanked God for the hundredth time that I couldn't blush.

"You saw her." Dimitri said, pushing me behind him protectively. "Are you gonna leave or not?"

"I'm surprised you don't wanna know about who attacked her yesterday." The man said.

Dimitri narrowed his eyes. "I already know who attacked her." He snapped. "You did."

I poked my head around Dimitri's shoulder to give the man a look of disbelief. "What?"

He shrugged. "Sorry, Beatiful." He smirked at me, cocking his head at me. "I couldn't see that face in the dark."

I glared at him, enraged. He had tried to kill me!

I tried to get past Dimitri, but he held me back, lucky for the dick of a mutt standing before me. "I am going to skin you alive!"

The werewolves laughed again, finding my anger amusing, as if my attempted murder wasn't a despicable thing.

"Alivia, get back in here." Dimitri finally pushed me back towards the bed, and all I wanted to do was tear each of those sexy werewolf dudes apart. I grudgingly obeyed and sat on the edge of his bed.

"Why are you here?"

"Just wanted to see the last bride." The guy in front said snidely. The mythical vampire vs. werewolf feud was actually true, and each species hated each other with a burning passion. "See if she would be any trouble."

Dimitri was out of the room in less than a second, nose to nose with the guy.

"What the hell do you want with her?"

"Death." Someone else said bluntly, malevolently. "We know how weak you are, Dimitri. We know you don't have enough power to create new brides. If we kill her, you won't be able to create an heir for vampirekind. We all know you're going to die, especially you, and all vampires will die with you."

"You won't be this close to her ever again." Dimitri said lowly, but with a threatening edge that made my toes curl. "You won't ever come near her again. If you do, I will rip you to shreds, slowly decapitating you with every ounce of agony I can possibly put into it. Do you understand?"

I stared at the doorway in shock. I couldn't see Dimitri, but I could clearly imagine his grey eyes turning to obsidian fire as he ground out his morbid vow.

There was silence, and then I heard the loud, strong thumping of the werewolves' hearts disappear.

I sighed in relief as Dimitri came back in.

"I guess you scared them off." I sad weakly, watching him come over.

He shook his head. "Far from it."

"I'm sorry, I'm confused." I said as he sat next to me. "You just uttered a threat that would make me piss myself if it were directed at me."

"Those are centuries old werewolves, though, not you." He said. He was staring hard at the gothic oriental rug on the floor that partially covered the dark hardwood planks. "They weren't the least bit intimidated. They'll be back." His eyes drifted over to me. "For you."

We were silent for awhile, and I finally said, "Should I be afraid?"

Dimitri sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I don't know."