I turn around and catch sight of Sierra propping Radar up on her shoulder, her fingers tracing his face to make sure he’s recovering, and the look of utter adoration cannot be missed. Radar has his arm around her shoulder possessively, in a way that screams ‘mine’ and Colton isn’t slow on the uptake. He nods in their direction, looking for clarification, but I can only shake my head for now and cast him a glance that means ‘later’. I don’t want to recount that story or talk; I am barely keeping my body in check as nerves eat away at me. Colton falls back into line with me, sighing with agreement, and fixes his eyes back on the empty space before us.
My palms are clammy, my heart rate elevating and my legs turning to Jell-O the longer we wait here. It’s a form of torture to wait on the unknown to play out.
Leyanne disappeared with Jasper to go summon Varro and left us standing here in this deafening anticipation. I know word would have travelled to surrounding wolves, mouth to mouth, that I was waiting here to meet with him, so I know that’s why Colton appeared. He would have questioned the sudden retreat of those foul creatures and heard I was standing alone awaiting him. True to his nature, he came to me in a flash.
“You’re okay though? No harm, no one touched you? You aren’t tired, dizzy, needing to lay down?” Colton brings his attention back to me, scanning me with that quick eye and I nod at him, completely distracted. I know he knew the answer to that the second he landed beside me, but he still has to ask. His eyes and emotion sensors all over me because he knows mentally I am all over the place concerning Varro. He’s trying to fill the silence in the only way he knows how.
“Hmmm…… I’m just sick of waiting. It’s been fifteen minutes, where are they?”
“Right here!” The husky and powerful voice jolts me with the unexpectedness of it and I flinch, caught in Colton’s arm as he pushes me slightly behind him and faces the direction in which it came. It’s not Jasper, or any voice I have ever heard, and my blood runs cold at the sheer sound. Strange yet there’s something familiar in it. Like a forgotten feeling.
I clench my fists and try to cool the instant booming rapid thuds of my heart, legs finally losing all sense of solid as my entire body turns weirdly cold and light. Fear gripping my stomach in both wariness and yet anticipation. I take a deep breath and remind myself this is what I am here for.
The tall and terrifying figure seems to fluidly move from the darkness towards me, only the horrifying glow of dark red eyes visible at first and locked on my face as he seems to grow larger with his progress towards me. I am rooted to the spot, held captive by that eerie gaze and even Colton stiffens and bristles with this intimidating aura. It’s obvious this is not a normal vampire, and we can taste his power sparking the air around us.
“Varro?” I ask with a timid shake to my voice, sounding feeble because he caught me off guard, but I inhale slowly to cool my nerves. Knowing I should show him no weakness. I am the Luna; I need to remember that.
“Father might be a more appropriate title…. given that’s what I am to you.” His smooth and low voice is like honey on warm cake and despite myself, there’s something almost comforting about it when he adds that little, tiny inch of charm. I push it down and remind myself of the decades of carnage at his hands, even if his reason is tangled up with me.
“I have never known you as such, and as you’re currently killing my family. I am a little reluctant to acknowledge it.” I bristle. Mood accelerating from fear to anger in a flash.
“No further. Stay there if you want to talk.” Colton cuts in, moving fully between us as the gap closes and I am shielded with a strong arm behind his back, catching my wrist and holding me still. He starts to shift as claws elongate and his body bulks, fighting his own wolf to stay in control.
“You think I’ll hurt her?” Varro fully comes into the moonlight glow in the center of the clearing, exposing a slender yet handsome face that could be mistaken for human. If it were not for his elongated and pronounced teeth and those devil eyes that match mine so effortlessly.
“I don’t know what you want, but I’m taking no chances. She’s my mate…. you won’t get anywhere near her without my say so.” Colton is fired up and ready to battle but Varro smiles, a disarming and smooth change to his face. Softening his angular features to take that hint of demon away. His teeth recede enough to stay within his lips, but those eyes glow brighter.
“She’s my child… one I thought I lost and yet now stands before me. I want a chance to know her….. To see if her mother left anything of herself within her. I came here to find a resolution to our issues.” Effortless suave, oozing charm, and I finally understand why the old books told us that Vampires could dazzle humans with their charisma. It’s the first time I have seen a hint of it. It doesn’t work on other supernatural’s though. Especially not ones who are half-bloods like me.
“Colton, I’m okay.” This is going nowhere fast and with my mate standing between us with all hackles up, then this isn’t going to be resolved anytime soon. “He won’t hurt me.” I gently prod him in between the shoulder blades to stand down as my security guard.
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