The lost boys One shots/ Imagines

(Paul) The Mate /part 1/

Lost-Girl1987

(H/c) = Hair colour
(Y/n) = your name
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Third pov

The boardwalk was filled with people, Santa Carlas summer nights drawing out locals and tourists alike. For once in a long while Paul found himself bored. There really wasn't much to do at the moment.

"Hey Paul, I got a dare for you." Dwayne looked up from the brawl he'd been watching. Two groups of surf nazis not being able to get along wasn't new.

Paul shrugged. Anything was better than boredom. "Get that girl to go out with you." He pointed to a (h/c) girl leaning against the reeling. Marko smirked. "I don't think you can do it."

(Y/n) watched grom the corner of her eye as the twisted sister looking guy got closer. She was well aware of what he was and who he was to her. The one thing that did surprise her was that the local vampires didn't know she was there. "Hello there handsome~"

Paul was surprised, the beautiful girl gave him a smile. The scent his him and he felt like jelly. His mate, he'd finally found his mate! "Hello gorgeous, you new here?~"

She hummed and answered. "Not really, been here for three weeks now." She shamelessly checked him out. "And you?" Her voice was a low purr. Paul swallowed, trying to regain his composure. "I live here."

(Y/n) smirked, she decided to let him work some more. "Well handsome, I guess I'll see you around~" She purred before walking away.

Paul realized, while his pack brothers cheered and laughed for/at him that he was completely and uterly screwed.

Time skip

Just like the night before (y/n) was out scouting for food. She hadn't eaten the night before, not wanting her mate and his coven to know about her being a vampire just yet.

She managed to string along some douchy guy, completely missing Paul watching them.

Paul followed them under the boardwalk and to his chock the guy was sluggishly fighting back as his mate drained him. He fell into a heap against the pole once she was done. She wiped the blood off her mouth, her eyes shining yellow as her head snapped his way. She smirked and watched as Paul grinned.

"Damn gorgeous, you're a vampire?" He put his hands on her hips. "My gorgeous mate~" He threw a look at the dead guy. "I don't want anyone else's hands on you." (y/n) giggled. "Jealous?" She nibbled on a soft spot on his neck. "Don't be~"

I hope you like it. I'm sorry it took such a long time, i hit a writer's block for this book a few months ago.

Pt 2 for this one?

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