The Fangs

Chapter 13

Hazel Pov:

I can't believe he's leaving!

I need to make sure this night goes well, for the both of us because if my parents could see that not all vampires are bad then they can allow me dating him and maybe vampires and werewolves together in the future.

"Hazel what's that bad smelling, lingering in the air?" My father questioned.

*The bell rang.*

Here goes nothing, but who knows it might just go well.

I opened the door revealing Lucas smiling.

"VAMPIRE." My father roared.

Or not....

My father was charging towards Lucas, while Lucas was just stood there in shock. My father slammed him outside, shifted into his wolf and started clawing Lucas on the ground!

Why wasn't Lucas frightening back?!

I just felt everything froze before my eyes, I can't feel or hear anything apart from the claws that's digging inside my mates skin, I felt my blood boil and all I can see was his blood.

"NOOOO" I roared as loudly as I could.

My father stopped and shifted back into a human, while putting his head down.

"What's going on here?" My mother questioned and looked at the scene outside. She wasted no time getting a towel for my father.

"Dad was going to kill my mate." I explained, while there was angry tears streaming down my cheek.

I couldn't breath properly, all I can smell was Lucas's blood. I pushed myself to Lucas while the tears continue to roll down my face.

I could see his eyes are bloody red, he looks so weak and He breathing getting worse!

This is truly a heart breaking scene to see someone you love, dying on the ground. I took a deep breath and turned to my father...

"Could you please do me one favour and give us some privacy, it's the one thing you can do since you were going to kill my mate!" I spat angrily at my father.

I swear if he wasn't my father, I wouldn't hesitate to kill him, where he stood!

He nodded his head and went inside the house behind my mother.

I wasted no time in rolling up my sleeve, got my hair pin out of my hair and cut my arm and put in on Lucas's lips. He didn't hesitate in biting my arm.

I moved, so his head in on my lap.

I leaned closer, so my cheek was on his hair and cried.

"I'm so sorry Lucas. I didn't know he would do that and it's my fault I should have seen it coming!" I cried on his hair.

He suddenly stopped biting my arm and looked up to me.

He wasn't fully healed yet. His eyes were still blooded red.

He put his dried lips on my cheek.

"It's not your fault." He whispered.

I know it wasn't but yet I still felt guilty.

"Yes it is." I sobbed.

He kissed the tears away and then made his way to my neck.

I breathing staggered desperate for him to mark me and make me his forever.

Then suddenly the door opened.

My father was standing there with his own clothes on.

What bad timing!