Forbidden Fruit

Discovering the Undiscovered

Evie

Pain reveberated like a lightning bolt, swiftly leaving as it came.

I stared at the man standing at the door and inhaled deeply. He smelled like sandalwood. Sandalwood and musk.

Mmmmm, delicious.

Icy blonde hair, tousled like he just rolled out of bed, framed his sharp and angular face. His cheekbones look like they were chiseled from stone. Equally light blue eyes stared at me, framed by long eyelashes. I had a weakness towards guys with long lashes. His lips were pink and plump. I licked my own chapped lips. How I wish i could run my hands through his hair.

The coat he wore fit his frame perfectly and his eyes never leaving me, he shrugged it off, revealing a wool sweater that lovingly hugged the contours of his defined chest.

Wetness pooled between my legs as I inhaled his scent again, so uniquely his.

I want this man.

He was making his way towards me and of my own accord, my legs moved to walk towards him.

"Can I get you a drink? My name's Logan. " he whispered. His voice was a deep baritone, soft yet powerful. He held out a hand.

"Evie." I whispered and took his hand.

A hollow seemed to open up in the middle of my chest. The feeling was indescribable, a mixture of pain and tightness, but tinged with pleasure. I yelped and stared at him in shock. His lips parted and his eyes widened. I knew he was experiencing the same feelings as me. Staring into his eyes, I fell into the icy blue ocean and gasped. Feelings poured into me.

Feelings that were not my own. Ah, it was his. Joy. Attraction. Lust. A pinch of love.

Realisation hit me. He was my soul mate. The one I will spend my life with. The one in a hundred possiblity of finding him. Joy flooded me. Images flow in front of my eyes, fast and fleeting like a montage. Searching through the forest, talking with a equally handsome man. Feeling what he is feeling right now.

We were sharing a soul bond. Images fell in front of me and I giggled. He chuckled quietly beside me and threaded my fingers through his tightly as I savored his memories.

"Evie?" A husky baritone sounded in my head.

Logan. I whipsered almost reverently. I found my mate.

A woman feeding a baby. Chasing a rabbit. Drinking blood from a woman's neck-

What the hell? Horror filled me as I stumbled away from him, breaking the bond. Reality set in as I look around me. We were in the club, and the music was still pulsing thorugh me, but I was no longer languid.

"What are you?" I whispered, staring at the man who in a short while, managed to turn my life upside-down.