Love Bite (mxm)(Brothers Book 2)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Present Day

It’s been 160 years since the day I was turned and I’ve had many regrets, but many fond memories as well. I was thrilled Gwyn wasn’t mad at me when she figured out I had indeed turned her into a vampire.

Neither of us have found our beloveds in the past century, but not for lack of trying. However, it’s a little hard to do when your creator, the person who turned you, is trying to kill you. He wasn’t mad I had turned Gwyn, in fact he had expected it, but he was beyond pissed when she killed his beloved, Orga. It had come down to kill or be killed and I don’t blame Gwyn for defending herself.

Orga had thought since we'd moved away from the path Spencer wanted us to go in, we were a threat to their plans. Spencer had been building an army and planned to eradicate those he felt were beneath him. He had in fact financially backed and gave Intel to Hitler until 1941 without the Council’s knowledge.  When the Council started to hear the rumors about Spencer’s army that was building and his assistance to a war criminal they decided to put a stop to it. It was then that Spencer, Orga and their following broke away from our ruling authority, causing there to be a target on their backs.

Gwyn and I were about to turn in Spencer for his plans to make vampires the superior race. He was building an army to wipe out other supernaturals, so all that was left was vampires and humans. He had gone away from not feeding on humans and had gone to they are the weaker race.

When he and Orga found out that we were going to turn them in they came after us. I was away on business and Orga caught Gwyn alone. It was a kill or be killed situation and I’m thankful every day that Gwyn got lucky and killed Orga. The downside to killing her is that Spencer had been hunting us ever since.

Due to the constant threat on our lives, we’ve had to change our names over the years; plus we wanted to have the same last name, since everyone claimed we could pass for siblings. We’re now known as Domonique and Damon Arthen.

We simply wanted to be left alone; we had no grand plans to usurp their authority, but when they broke away from the Elders we knew nothing good would come of it. The Elders were not going to let anyone who followed Spencer live and had set about taking the followers out, hoping to weaken Spencer’s defenses. Unfortunately, he had gone away from the edict of his followers only being able to turn one person plus their beloved and was now allowing them to turn people at will, which caused great exposure risk to us all. It was completely unacceptable.

I was brought out of my musings by my sister, Domonique, saying, “Earth to Damon.” She also snapped her fingers in front of my face.

“What, Nique?” 

“I want to go to a club tonight. I know we are going to meet our beloved soon, I can feel it.”

“How many times do I have to tell you, by going out too often it will be easier for Spencer and his followers to find us?”

“80 years is a long time to hold a grudge,” she pouted.

“You know it and I know it, but what would you do if someone killed your beloved? Wouldn’t you go to the ends of the earth for revenge? Besides, we are in an area populated by werewolves and other were-creatures who do not like vampires.”

“I know, but I heard about this club in Seattle for supernaturals only and all are welcome as long as no one fights,” she pleaded as she gave me her best puppy dog look.

“What’s the name of this club?”

“Club Blue Moon.” She jumped up and down in glee because she knew we would be going. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” she exclaimed.