"Don't test me," Shade whispered harshly against my neck, the tips of his fangs lightly brushing my skin. I shivered and held onto the little dignity I had, which was my ripped up shirt covering my breasts. My mouth went dry as my heart sped up in my chest. He ran his fingers through my hair before jerking my head to the side, exposing my neck out to him even more.
"S-shade," I choked out, in a form of plea. Was he really going to feed off me? Did I push him over the edge of no return?
His head was dropped down, shading his face from my view, and his chest was heaving up and down as he breathed in deeply. At last, he looked me in the eyes and my body froze. Red eyes starred at me, burning me like the heat of the sun.
Mia lived alone for years, killing vampires left to right, until on day they came for her. With no back up and being hunted for weeks, non-stop, they finally captured her. You can take a cat out of the jungle, but you can't take the jungle out of the cat. It's safe to assume Mia is going to have a difficult time adjusting to a moody, obnoxious, sadistic vampire who is now her new master.
Two powerful men at each other's throats to get back for what the other did, except the cycle just continues. It never subdued, war, death, and anger stayed at the forefront of everything. Not until someone comes and changes the game.
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I was so confused. I have two mates? The king was about to lunge at his brother, but I stopped him. "Stop. I need to think." I said holding my head. I could see the hate in the boy's eyes. Perhaps I can use myself to get them to makeup.
"I need to hear the story again, with detail, both sides, no lies." I asked desperately, I was confused. Maybe this was my job, to make them forgive each other somehow through me. "Brother I think you should go first, you did with everything else." The king clenched his teeth and his eyes flash red as the man plopped himself down on a chair.
"Sir I would prefer if you told your story first. I have already heard it from him." I tried to step closer but the king snatched me back not wanting me to go near him. My heart felt as if it was stabbed and I leaned over in pain. "If I don't mark her soon, she won't survive her body will think I am rejecting her. I don't think she can survive one." I could see the concern in the other eyes. His grip loosened and I was carried to him and placed in his lap. I was relieved immediately. I looked up to him and admired his features, they were almost exactly the same as the Kings but his seemed a slight bit milder.
"What beauty you have my dear." He spoke softly. I snuggled closer to him, loving the comfort he gave me. I felt the urge to have my body pressed against his as it held mine perfectly. Hugging him as I felt his smile in my curly hair. "You're as pure as an heart can get, as sweet as honey from a hive, as beautiful as Aphrodite herself." He brushed my hair behind my ear and kissed my collarbone. "Fuck." He whispered as I shivered from the pleasure. "Your skin is like silk on my fingertips, velvet on my lips."