Michelle stammered.
Yeah, that .
They came off the car at the same moment like perfectly choreographed twins. But it was the dark one that made my heart speed in my chest.
They came to stand before us. “We need to scrub them both. They have seen entirely too much,” the blonde one said, his stare going from Michelle to me.
The dark one laid his icy gaze on me and I shivered. From what I didn't know but his gaze penetrated my bone and marrow.
“Holy shit,” Michelle said again.
I seconded that.
Still I said nothing while they looked at us for a long moment. “No. The blonde one forgets. This one, no.”
“Why, Cole?” the blonde stranger asked. “She is fair of face and figure, but there are many...”
“You cannot smell her?” Cole asked.
The blonde's head whipped around and his penetrating gaze was suddenly all for me; I backed away.
Finally, he shook his head. “All I smell is their fear. They smell like prey.”
“Underneath that, Nathan.”
One moment he was ten feet away and the next he had his arms around me and I screamed. Michelle started to run but faster than my eyes could track, the one named Cole had her in his arms, his hand covering her mouth and the fingers of those long hands feathered her temple. And I'd thought Matt's hand had been big... my God , his were palming her entire face.
Voices drifted down, the blonde's face was buried in my neck and I began to hyperventilate. Images flooded my mind of my would-be rapists not finishing what they started, distracted with death-by-blood loss.
“Be still,” he said, his fangs bursting out of his mouth.
I thrashed around and he turned to Cole. “She will not follow my command.”
“Will it so,” Cole said.
He buried his nose in my neck, breathing my scent in, his fangs grazing the skin of my neck. Lifting his head he said, “Breeder.”
“Yes.”
“We must take her. There are so few left. This one is... she is rare.”
A drunken group stepped out into our little mess and Michelle began hollering, “Help, help!”
A couple of the guys broke away from the pack and made their way over to us, Cole stood away from Michelle and the blonde released me slowly, like he didn't want to stop touching me.
As they approached the males, they looked into their eyes and each stranger said, “Leave this place.” One of the men grabbed his temples with his hands, shaking his head like he couldn't release the clutches of something.
“That one has a strong mind,” Nathan said.
“Some of the cattle do,” Cole said.
Cattle.
I started to back away, subtly getting Michelle's attention. We were almost to the car when Cole's head whipped around. “You... will not leave.”
Michelle began hollering again but the men walked away. The one who shook his head cast a final glance behind him. As we watched he massaged his temple, continuing to walk away.
They retraced their steps toward us and my heart sank. We could not outrun something we couldn't see move, something that crushed a man's face with one swipe, disintegrated an arm with a grip strong enough to pulverize bone. As they drew nearer, their fangs stood out of their mouths, barbed points ready to pierce our flesh.
Michelle latched on to my hand and I prepared myself for the worst.
“You cannot thirst.”
“No, but the blonde one's fear is an aphrodisiac,” Nathan said.
“Yes, but think on this Nathan: has she not already been degraded enough by the human scum we dispatched?” Cole said.
“Yes,” Nathan ground out. “You speak true.”
“Then scrub her and we take the female breeder.”
Nathan approached Michelle and she started to wail, her screams broken only by her next breath.
The blonde was suddenly in front of her. Squeezing her throat lightly, he cut off her screaming and the sudden silence filled the parking area. The snow was falling softly around us, some of the flakes catching in my eyelashes. Nathan stared deeply into Michelle's eyes. Finally he moved away
Yeah, that .
They came off the car at the same moment like perfectly choreographed twins. But it was the dark one that made my heart speed in my chest.
They came to stand before us. “We need to scrub them both. They have seen entirely too much,” the blonde one said, his stare going from Michelle to me.
The dark one laid his icy gaze on me and I shivered. From what I didn't know but his gaze penetrated my bone and marrow.
“Holy shit,” Michelle said again.
I seconded that.
Still I said nothing while they looked at us for a long moment. “No. The blonde one forgets. This one, no.”
“Why, Cole?” the blonde stranger asked. “She is fair of face and figure, but there are many...”
“You cannot smell her?” Cole asked.
The blonde's head whipped around and his penetrating gaze was suddenly all for me; I backed away.
Finally, he shook his head. “All I smell is their fear. They smell like prey.”
“Underneath that, Nathan.”
One moment he was ten feet away and the next he had his arms around me and I screamed. Michelle started to run but faster than my eyes could track, the one named Cole had her in his arms, his hand covering her mouth and the fingers of those long hands feathered her temple. And I'd thought Matt's hand had been big... my God , his were palming her entire face.
Voices drifted down, the blonde's face was buried in my neck and I began to hyperventilate. Images flooded my mind of my would-be rapists not finishing what they started, distracted with death-by-blood loss.
“Be still,” he said, his fangs bursting out of his mouth.
I thrashed around and he turned to Cole. “She will not follow my command.”
“Will it so,” Cole said.
He buried his nose in my neck, breathing my scent in, his fangs grazing the skin of my neck. Lifting his head he said, “Breeder.”
“Yes.”
“We must take her. There are so few left. This one is... she is rare.”
A drunken group stepped out into our little mess and Michelle began hollering, “Help, help!”
A couple of the guys broke away from the pack and made their way over to us, Cole stood away from Michelle and the blonde released me slowly, like he didn't want to stop touching me.
As they approached the males, they looked into their eyes and each stranger said, “Leave this place.” One of the men grabbed his temples with his hands, shaking his head like he couldn't release the clutches of something.
“That one has a strong mind,” Nathan said.
“Some of the cattle do,” Cole said.
Cattle.
I started to back away, subtly getting Michelle's attention. We were almost to the car when Cole's head whipped around. “You... will not leave.”
Michelle began hollering again but the men walked away. The one who shook his head cast a final glance behind him. As we watched he massaged his temple, continuing to walk away.
They retraced their steps toward us and my heart sank. We could not outrun something we couldn't see move, something that crushed a man's face with one swipe, disintegrated an arm with a grip strong enough to pulverize bone. As they drew nearer, their fangs stood out of their mouths, barbed points ready to pierce our flesh.
Michelle latched on to my hand and I prepared myself for the worst.
“You cannot thirst.”
“No, but the blonde one's fear is an aphrodisiac,” Nathan said.
“Yes, but think on this Nathan: has she not already been degraded enough by the human scum we dispatched?” Cole said.
“Yes,” Nathan ground out. “You speak true.”
“Then scrub her and we take the female breeder.”
Nathan approached Michelle and she started to wail, her screams broken only by her next breath.
The blonde was suddenly in front of her. Squeezing her throat lightly, he cut off her screaming and the sudden silence filled the parking area. The snow was falling softly around us, some of the flakes catching in my eyelashes. Nathan stared deeply into Michelle's eyes. Finally he moved away
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