A werewolf, a girl, and a vampire

"Who's that? I asked, pointing to a muscular teen wearing a leather jacket, a tight gray tee and jeans. I felt Riley tense up under my palms. "What is it Riley? Is he a vampire too?"

"No he's the opposite. A werewolf." I glanced back and he looked straight at me. Suddenly I couldn't move. I was ground to the spot. I panicked as he walked straight towered us.

"Riley, I can't move. What's wrong with me?"

"Shit. He's holding you."

"I see you've found your next victim, Riley. Does she know what kind of monster you are? Or have you compelled her not to remember you having a taste of her blood? I wouldn't put it past you."

"Nice to see you too Jaques." Riley replied in a flat tone.

"Hi." I said. He touched the spot on my neck where Riley had bit me. I was still grounded and completely defenseless. I wanted to slap his hand away. But where he had touched was a soft warm sensation that spread in tendrils down my body causing me to shiver pleasantly. I forgot all about slapping him. I felt Riley tense up even more.

"Hi yourself."

"Don't touch her Jacques."

"I do what I want." Turning his smoldering emerald eyes towered me he said, "And I'll see you later." He walked off and suddenly I could move again. My hand immediately flew up to my neck. I looked at Riley utterly confused.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"No I am. His touch made me- " I cut myself off shaking my head. "I know you felt me shiver and heard my thoughts. I shouldn't have been thinking that."

"It's okay I know it's involuntary. Your a rare." I looked at him cluelessly.

"Rare? What does that mean?"

"It means you have two life mates. One a werewolf and one a vampire. You have to choose. And by law it also means he has the right to hang out with you and touch you and-"