Freya
I watched in horror as the vampire in front of me was sucking out all the blood from a girl. After the vampire had drained her of all the blood he dropped her lifeless body on the ground. I shivered from the sight of his fangs dripping blood. I knew there were vampire clans to the west of the pack territory, but I had never come face to face with one.
The vampire wiped the blood on his mouth with the sleeve of his black shirt and looked in my direction. Our eyes met and his fangs grew again, I realize if I didn't run at the moment I would be his next snack. I took a backward step and then two, my leg tripped on something and I fell on my back.
The vampire with his remarkable speed was now hovering over me. I sat upon the ground with a jolt and tried standing up but I was too terrified of his fangs which he was flashing to terrify me further than I was. I crawled backward on my hands as the vampire stalked me, his eyes were filled with a wicked glint as they held mine. If only I could call for help if only I had got my wolf.
The vampire started leaning on me, his face was getting closer to mine with each passing second. I could see my death in his eyes, my heart was beating frantically and it was getting difficult for me to breathe. One moment he was leaning over me, his mouth touching my neck the next moment he was being pulled away from me. I watched as a man pulled the vampire away from me and threw him flying in the air like he weighed nothing.
Wow, the guy was strong. I thought thrilled, I dont know why but this guy didn't feel like a stranger to me. I watched as the vampire hit a tree and slumped onto the ground. The guy then buried his hand in the vampire's chest and pulled out his heart.
I couldn't believe how easily he did that, it was like a daily routine for him. The dead vampire dropped to the ground, face first. It gave me immense pleasure that this bloodsucker was not going to drain off anyone else of their blood.
The man who killed the vampire turned to face me and my breath stopped in my chest. I was looking at the most beautiful man that I had come across. He had the most intense green eyes that I had ever seen, the color of the grass on a rainy day. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes locked with each other.
"Are you okay?"
One moment he was standing nearly fifteen feet away from me and the next he was standing in front of me with his hand extended towards me to hold. I was surprised by his speed and I knew it would be visible on my face. The next thing that startled me was the woody scent of the stranger. I looked at him bewildered, was he my stalker?
"Freya, are you okay?" he asked me again.
"How do you know my name?" I asked in shock.
I had met this man for the first time in my life and he knew my name even before I introduced myself? The suspicion that he could be my stalker grew stronger.
"I know many other things about you, apart from your name," he smirked,
Cocky jerk.
"Are you the one stalking me?"
"What if I am?" came the twisted reply.
I ignored his hand and stood by myself. Infuriating man, couldn't he give a direct answer. I tried to walk past him but he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards him. I collided with his firm chest and he wrapped his arms around my waist. I started struggling to get out of his arms but he was too strong for me.
"Shhh, love," he whispered brushing my hairs aside, which had fallen on my face from struggling.
I couldn't understand what was in his touch that made me stop the struggle. There was something different about this guy, I had never felt anything like this for a man ever in my life apart from Titus.
Titus.
I remembered my mate and started struggling again to get out of the stranger's grip," Stop struggling Freya. Can't you feel it?" the stranger asked.
"Feel what?" I asked freezing in his hold.
"This," He pointed a finger between him and me.
"What are you talking about?"
"Haven't you felt anything when I am around?"
"Let me go," I was tired of his riddles.
I dont know why but this man was making me feel things that I have not felt before. I wanted him to let me go, I wanted him to force me to stay. If only I could understand what was happening to me.
"Dont you remember what the old janitor said?" He asked looking into my eyes.
I looked at him in utter shock, how the hell did he know about the janitor and his prophecy. What else did he know about me? Was he there when the janitor made that prophecy?
"Who are you?" I asked.
"Are you still asking me? Dont you realize who I am to you and you to me?"
Again question in reply to a question. Why couldn't this man give a straight forward answer? Why was he hell-bent on replying in form of riddles? The guy lifted his hand and stroked my cheek with his knuckles. I leaned into his touch involuntarily, it felt, soothing.
"You are so beautiful, Freya," My name felt like a caress from his mouth.
"Why did you stalk me?" I asked him again hoping he would give a straightforward answer to me.
"Because you are mine, Freya," he replied burying his face in the crook of my neck.
"You smell so sweet, I can't wait to taste you," he licked my throat with his tongue.
A moan escaped from my lips, Why did it feel so right? To be in his arms to allow him to touch me. How could I let something like this happen when I had a mate? The moment this thought came into my mind, I pushed him away from me.
He tightened his hold around me, I tried harder to get out of his grip. It felt like I was enclosed within iron bars. He was too strong for me. I tried concentrating my power at one point and then I pushed him with all my might.
The man was thrown back with so much force that he flew away a few feet and hit a tree. I watched him in shock, his head had hit the trunk of the tree. I was expecting him to pass out from the impact but he slumped on the ground holding his head in his hands.
I look at my hands in disbelief, from where had I gotten such an enormous amount of power? Not a few seconds ago I was finding it impossible to get out of his grip. What could have generated so much power within me? Did my wolf awaken from the incidents that just happened?
What was happening to me?
The guy was bleeding from his head, I felt sorry for him. I didn't mean to hurt him so badly. He looked up at me lifting his head, he was still holding it with his hands and looking at me in awe. I walked to him, he had saved me from the Vampire, I couldn't leave him like this.
"Are you okay?" I asked him.
He was still looking at me like I did not belong to this world. Did he know something about me that I didn't? What could that be and how can he know it when I didn't know myself.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked again at his silence.
He stood up from the ground and straightened to his full height, he was nearly half a foot taller than me and way broader and stronger. Still, I had been able to blast him away a few feet. This was something I was not going to get to terms with easily.
"It is true," he said looking at me from head to toe.
"What?" I asked him puzzled.
"Freya, you are not safe here in the woods, let's leave," he wrapped his hand on my wrist and pulled me along with him.
Wait a minute, was he for real? Who does he think he is to boss me around? I couldn't tolerate his behavior anymore. He needed to tell me who the hell he was and what did he knew about me that I didn't? Why did he feel that I was not safe in the woods? Who could want to kill a good for nothing girl like me? I know I was the daughter of the Alpha but my death won't do much damage. Leaving me alive would be more harmful to me and my parents because the humiliation that they have to face for me not having a wolf was immeasurable.
"Who are you?" I asked him in a stern voice, brushing his hand aside from my wrist.