◇The Hybrid◆

chapter 47

"just let me talk to her" a familiar voice begs. His voice was faint because I was so far away, but I could make it out because of my impecable hearing.

"no" one of the body guards stern voices held up and was as strong as his body. I knew the body guards voice. I had slept with him just two nights ago.

"please" the other voice sounded desperate. I wonder who he wants to talk to so badly that he'll beg.

His voice does sound vaguely familiar though. In the back of my mind a tiny nerve says that I should've known who that voice belongs to the second I heard it. But I still have no clue.

I inch closer to the two familiar voices, one giving me no spark to remember who it is. My feet made faint sticky noises from the sweat on the bottom sticking to the marble floor. It's not even March yet and it's already 90 freaking degrees and I can't stand it! The only emotion I've felt in weeks is rage from how hot it is. apparently it's supposed to get hotter during the week and in three days it's going to be 100. I swear if it gets higher than 1 degrees I'm bleeding someone dry.

The voices get so close that I don't have to use my hybrid hearing.

"come on, Mark. You know I can beat you in a fight, so why don't you just let me go talk to her and you can live" that voice.. I know that voice.

But he was right. Mark was strong.. even I could beat him in a fight. I mean, I'm a hybrid so I'm freaking strong, but Mark has been a vampire for all his life so he should know how to not just depend on his weight in a fight.

"I'd rather die fighting to protect our princess than die from being disgraced by the queen" Mark stood his ground.

I rolled my eyes. Now I'll have to stop the fight. Even though I love a good fight, I can't let Mark get killed. He's one of my body guards, and even though Jackie would replace him in a heartbeat he seems to love me enough to protect me with his life and I can't let him die for that. We both don't have emotions tat would get in the way, so it's just pure sex.

I'm no sure why Sean hasn't called me back in the last few weeks, but I have Mark as my sex toy now so I barely even rememeber what Shawn's moans sound like.

I turn the corner that separated me from the two voices. I go up behind Mark, wrapping my arms around his waist. He swung his arms back in a reflex to attack the unknown source. Before he could harm me, I pressed my lips to the back of his neck to let him know it was me. He untensed form the sensation and chuckled. "hey babe. you know you're not supposed to be here" He whispered the last part harshly, knowing that the person standing in front of him wanted to talk to me.

I stepped back from Mark and went to his side. Looking at the familiar face and staying by Mark's side. I didn't need his protection, but I wanted it to seem like I did so if he were to attack me he would think I was voulnerable when I would really kick his ass.

The facial structure and baby brown eyes were so familiar they make my face scrunch up in concentration as I try to remember who this attractive young man is. What does he want with me?

When I accept I can't remember who he is, I shrug it off and focus on his features. I smirk at him and walk up to him, eyeing every inch of his perfectly structured body. My eyes made their way to his face and he looked stern, but his eyes were hopeful as they began to tear up. "do you remember me?" he asked, he sounded so desperate it could've been mistaken as a sick joke.

"no" I shake my head. "should I?"

His features tighten at my words and his eyes flicker to Mark standing behind me. "you shouldn't be talking to him, Princess" Mark puts his hands on my hips and gently tugs them back, expecting me to follow his hands. But I dont.