Bloody Hell by J. M. Rivers (best e book reader for android txt) 📕

it depends on how you can convince the bouncer at the door. Well, my attire won’t get me in so I need to find a meal. I slip into an alley to scope out a proper one but I just happen to be lucky. A couple couldn’t wait to get home so there they were, oblivious of my presence and obviously drunk. I look at them, life is so short, bid my time and then move in. I start with the girl, she’s more likely to scream, and end with the guy. He is too shocked to react so I take advantage of this. I slowly walk to him, blood running down my mouth and eyes red, my face is blank and he is trembling in fear.

 

“Bo!” That does it and he opens his mouth. I am on him before he makes a sound. I have my fill and change into the girl’s clothes. Not too slutty and not too nun-like. I check their pulse, they’ll live. An idea comes to mind I decide to utilize my newly found resources.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seth’s POV.

 

She’s gone. I should have seen this coming. I cannot stop her from doing what she’ll do but she needs someone to watch over her. I need that closure. I reach for my phone. Damn it! She took it. Both of them. I smile. She is too clever for me, sometimes.

 

“I guess I have to wake the whole neighbourhood.”

 

The other vampires have left. I don’t trust them. Never have. Never will. I look up at the moon. To my kind it feels like a spotlight. Every move you took felt watched and criticized. Yet at the same time it could give you this surge of power and strong will. Like you are unstoppable. The Omegas sometimes overdid the power thing especially those in transition. Betas handled it fairly well and Alphas were bred for it. I am an Alpha but not of the royal bloodline, of nobility. Royal Alphas do most of the work while we mobilize people. Speaking of mobilize… I check my watch and I am late, as usual, for the council meeting. How I am a member of the council, by right of birth.

 

I come from a long line of warrior wolves, born with a birthmark of a wolf’s eye on my shoulder. It’s traditional and mandatory that I attend every meeting. However, right now, I have other mandatory things to take care of. I look up at the moon and give a low growl which ascends into a high pitched howl. One that can easily pass normal wolf ears except my own and the person intended to hear it. Now I have to wait. I hope Lucy hasn’t caused too much damage. I scoff, yeah, highly unlikely. I should never have made her drink it. She turns into someone else, a person I cannot recognize, a person far from whom I know and love. A branch breaks.

 

“Thanks for coming on such short notice.” I drawl.

 

“How can we possibly not.”

 

“We?!” I turned and there they were, two short identical boys. “Rocky, Rover, that was not meant for you.”

 

“And yet we heard it. What can we do for you?” Rover replied. He was the more outspoken of the two. Rocky was more of a hunter. The only way to tell them apart was their hair, Rover’s was brown while Rocky’s was black.

 

“Go find Rick, now.”

 

“Easy. What do we get for it?”

 

“My gratitude.”

 

“How about training.” It was not a question.

 

“You are too young.”

 

“You are so late for the council meeting and yet, here we all are…” I trusted these kids with my life. A soft spot they relished and used to their advantage as well as mine.

 

“Where exactly am I and why?”

 

“Training us. Preventing room for any mischievous deeds.” Rover replied without blinking.

 

“Deal.” For a seven year old, this kid knew his stuff. Something to do with his mischievous deeds.

 

“Indefinitely.” I can work around that.

 

“Deal.” They leave in wolf form, Rocky leading the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Narrative.

 

The two young wolves tracked Rick down quite easily since they knew where he normally was. Naturally, he was with his friends at a parking lot talking about a recent conquest. They walked up to where the group was like innocent puppies. Rick had not seen them but his friends had and were mocking and petting them. They acted harmless until Rick noticed them then they growled and attacked the vampires. It was a full moon and they could easily take them but Rick intervened.

 

“Okay, okay, I’m coming.” Rick told them as he tried to stop from bursting into a fit of laughter. His friends were angry but understood when Rick’s explanation. “So, you guys never get tired of adventure?”

 

“We live for it.” Rover answered. “Plus, you and Seth get to baby sit.” Rick smiled.

 

“He’s late for the council meeting again, isn’t he?”

 

“It hadn’t started then but now he’s definitely late.” Rick narrowed his eyes then realized what the twins had done.

 

“Can I adopt you guys?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lucy’s POV.

 

I remember a place near here and take the two to it, unnoticed. It’s an abandoned building, cannot be demolished for some important reason and nobody goes near it. At least that’s what the sighs said. I find a perfect room and tie them to the bed tightly using strips of their bloodied clothing. By the time they come to, I’ll be back but I muffle them just in case.

 

I return to the club and try to compel the bouncer to let me in but he doesn’t look at my eyes. I may be a little rusty but he just looks at any other part of my body except my face. I walk in and I’m immediately hit by the heat, smells and sounds blasting from within. The place is completely packed as people are trying to dance in the limited amount of space that is the dance floor. I need a drink so I push my way through the sea of sweating bodies and men who couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. I managed to make it to the bar and caught the eye of the bartender. He was tall, muscular and tanned. I noticed that he had two tattoos peaking from his left arm but his muscle shirt hid most of them. By the way he barely looked around the club told me that he was new. A true bartender always kept watch even without seeming to do so. This fact spelled out two things; a guy with a bad past seeking to start over or a guy who was trouble. TROUBLE.

 

I order and he quickly serves me, despite complaints from others who had been waiting for a while. Placing the drink in front of me, he looks straight at me, daring me to make the first move. I already have an idea as to who or what he is. Been there, done that, ripped his heart out and shoved it where it hurt. Moreover, I had become accustomed to the burn and had just had a rather large meal so…hit me with your best shot!

 

I take a large gulp while maintaining eye contact. The familiar burn is missing. Water? I made sure not to look surprised and raised my eyebrow. A lazy smile plays at the corners of his mouth then it vanishes as quickly as it appeared. He turns to serve others like nothing had happened. This sparks my interest but so does the guy who’s watching me from across the room. I head for the prospect.

 

Here, no language is required, well apart from body language. Then I recognize him but it is too late. I am too close and I can feel his power pulling me towards him although every last bone in my body is protesting. He is wearing black jeans and a black T-Shirt, plain casual clothes at a club. Not weird at all. He looked dark and mysterious. I cannot move. He has grown stronger from our last encounter. Practice. I stop in front of him; he is in complete control of me. He smiles smugly.

 

“Hello Lucy, it has been a while now. Care to dance? ”

 

I cannot answer yet he leads me to the dance floor. To the untrained eye, this gesture would easily be seen as normal and of two people who know each other and are probably dating. I know him but the latter is never going to happen. Not even in the afterlife! He slides his hands around my waist and they rest on the small of my back as my own hands snake their way around his neck. The song is a slow one and the music dies down, or so he makes me think. We sway from side to side rhythmically. He allows me to speak, although with some difficulty.

 

“Ass.” I mange to say through clenched teeth.

 

“A nice one you have.”

 

“Dick.”

 

“You can have it anytime.”

 

“Sonofa-”

 

“You got to be more original than that!”

 

“Rick-”

 

“There it is. Now that is a start.”

 

Before I know it, he has kissed me and infected me with his poison. I openly kiss him since he is in control and I feel as light as a feather. At least I got to cloud nine and passed it. Oh boy, here goes. Darkness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Seth’s POV.

 

I have spoken to Rick. An old friend of ours but not before he laughed in my face about losing her, again, and also about being tricked by the twins. He is a tall guy and very handsome, he has a Dorian Gray thing going for him. We grew up together and he was supposed to be one of us but we all make our own choices. We do so mostly for the sake of others but our survival takes the cake. He does have the wolf instinct in addition to his weird vampire powers. His power is more on the borders of persuasion and controlling the body of an unsuspecting victim until it is too late for them to escape. He makes them see, feel and do things they would not do. Main victims are ladies, obviously, but to make quick money or do a favour for a friend he can prey on the males. Rick is the best candidate to track Lucy down because he has his ways as well as the fact that he can mask his identity.

 

I cannot leave the pack as that would be breaking the territorial rules. I instruct Rick to try and subdue Lucy by starving her then bringing her beck to me. He ignored me as usual but promised to bring her back. I take his word for it. Her condition worries me. I send the twins home and head to face Paton. I can already picture her fuming and pacing in front of my room. I get to my room and find my mental picture as clear as day.

 

“Where the bloody hell have you been? I have tried to sniff you out and all I get is a f’ing smoke screen!”

 

“Is it safe to say that you are extremely angry?”

 

“I’d say it is downright suicide!”

 

“Can we talk inside-“

 

“Why? Because people will hear? That is precisely the point!”

 

“Pate, please,” I give her my best puppy dog eyes and she falls for it, mainly out of reason, not that I am a master at it. She informs me inside that there is trouble, big trouble.

 

“He is in the area and he has a bigger army. He is recruiting more as we speak.”

 

“I will have to consult with Mother Nature.”

 

“If you need help looking for your friend…I am here to help.”

 

Thanks. I nod and she leaves. I lay on my bed but I can hardly sleep. My thoughts are all over the place. I need to talk to her so I head out into the chilly cloudless sky. Soon I reach the familiar clearing. A lone tree stands at the middle surrounded by water. I follow the path of smooth stones that lead directly to it. I stand at the foot of