Chasing Memories

Part two

Deatric wrapped a arm around my waist, I tried to wiggle out of his embrace as his warmth just felt ...wrong.  I felt a hot breath
hit my ear.

" just breathe Riley, go along with it. I just want to prove to you that Cam will indeed want you."

This all feels wrong ... but do I have a choice ?

"Can we do it with less touching ?"

"No"

We stepped through the entrance of his office and he was not there, in fact I did not see anything but a black couch however this once seemed less fancy than the ones that sat in the lounge infact this one seemed to be more about comfort. The office looked quite large, it has a small seating section, a office desk, behind the desk had a large book case, also another door the was inside the office. Deatric motion me to seat infront of the large marble desk.

"Bathroom".  he whispered as if he was answering the question I was going to ask before I even formed them in my head. My heart is pounding, I swear I feel as if my heart rate has just took a trip to the moon. My mind is racing with questions, what if he really doesn't want me ? Why do I even care ? Should I care ? I have to right ? I mean I was made for this man. Could he be lying ?  I wish Damon was here. Damn! Where was he ? Is he okay? He supposed to saved me from this, we had a plan!

The creek of the bathroom door instantly knocked me out of my own thoughts. Looking up I see Camden, he is in a dark navy suit. His white dress shirt clings to his front part of his body, almost as if it's sole purpose is to highlight the eight-pack that resides underneath it. His hair is laying flawlessly on his shoulders. The suit jacket clinging to his built arms. He is beyond fine, there is no way this man is lying. I have came across many men in my life, not sexually, but still and he out ranks them all. I know that I am staring but I just can't take my eyes off of this man. Why were we here again ?

A warmth spreads a crossed my knee and my eyes search for the source. Deatric is looking at me, as if he is studying me.

"Riles, Camden asked you a question"

Shit did I hear a question, I don't remember a question. I glance up at Camden, his eyes are piercing my own. Deatric leans in and husky says

"He asked what you were doing here love, might I explain ?"

Words are failing me right now as I just can't seem to form any.

" well you see king my dear Riley here has said that you failed to visit her for three days, I happened to hear about this whole Mishap and I came to offer her my hand. She is a fine women and of course we know we need you to sign off on our matrimony as she is not technically my charmed,  * with a pause*

Yet"

My eyes go wide, what the hell is he doing. Camden's eye are now a deep red, purple flakes have now glistened In them. Camden is up and out of his seat in a spilt second, his hand is spread across Deatric's neck. Deatric's body is flung across the office and I swear I hear it crack as it his the surface of the marble wall. Deatric's body slides down the black wall leaving a trail of blood from the impact the hit had on his head. His body is lifeless, spread amongst the floor.

"STOP CAM YOU KILLED HIM."

Tears spilling out of my eyes as I race to his body, trying to place the spilled blood back on his head.  My hands coated in the metallic liquid that once came from his body.

"Deatric , please wake up ."

"Deatric why did you do this you stupid, stupid man."

My tears pooling

Camden arms snake around my waist as he spins me facing his hard chest. My fist hit against his chest in an angry rage.

" he was joking you ignorant fool"
" you killed him, you killed an innocent man."
" you killed him, how could you do that"
" he was my only friend here !!"

" only friend huh, well I'm glad to see you like me."

My head whipped to see the direction inwhich I heard Deatric voice. There he was standing there... Alive ... he looked healthy ?

"B-but you died ?" "Cam- cam killed you"

Confused I looked between both men, how the hell was this possible?

" we are immortal love, we cannot die"

"What ?" My word coming out in a very hushed toned, cannot die ?

"Okay so we can die but I thought that would be a killer " I just woke from the dead this is my first line " type of thing."
...
when I fail to respond he fills in the rest of his statement.

" we can infact "die" however there must be a list of things to happen first. We were created from a lineage of gods, they created us with the intent of ruling over our own personal beings. Blah blah blah story short each line of beings has their own royalty those made from the gods. Lycans, vampires, witches, hybrids etc. We can not pass until we fulfill our purpose, each linage is created to achieve their specific destiny; until that destiny is fulfilled can we die. We also must have a offspring to pass of our immortality so to speak."

Deatric then takes a step towards me, reaching his hand out as if he is daring me to take it. My eyes land on the very secure grip cam's arms have around my waist. A growl break from behind me and I can feel the anger raiding from him.

"MINE"

One of Camden's arms release themselves from my waist, for a moment I thought he was going to let go of me until I seen his hand make contact with Deatrics chest. His body yet again flung across the room, however this time he does not hit the surface as hard.

He stands up brushes his clothes off, he lets out an unexpected chuckle.

"Chill MR. Grumpy all do as I say or die, It was a joke.  Although she would be a mighty fine snack... yes I bet she would taste wonderfully delicious."

"I WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD, FOR YOUR WORDS MUTT."

Deatric lets out yet again another chuckle.
Then his body become alarmingly still as he looks into Camden's eyes.

"Alaric, my apologies sir."

Alaric ? Sir ? What in the world is Deatric talking about ?

(Deatric)