Eva
We went inside and sat on the couch by the fireplace and decided to enjoy a nice brandy. The more that I am around Vincent, the more I can see myself in him, and more importantly, with him. How can just a few hours seem as if we have spent decades together? "This is fairly good. I don't usually drink brandy, if I drink at all," I say, to curb my wandering mind.
He sighs as he takes a sip, "Thought it might relax you a bit after what happened in the woods."
The woods…yeah, the woods. He probably thinks that I'm still confused by what abilities we explored, but that's not what has me nervous. It does a bit, but what terrifies me, is how quickly things are progressing. I am not sure if I can fight this bond, and honestly, I'm not sure that I want to. But I can't just give in to what my body wants, can I?
I sigh, "This is all surreal. I suppose it's easier to grasp the whole immortal thing because of books and movies, but where do truth and fiction meet?"
He runs his fingers through his hair, "I'll help with what I can. We might have to travel to the Old World."
I snap myself back from daydreaming about his fingers running through my hair and all over my body, "But you fled, and probably for a good reason, too. I'm sure you'd prefer not to return!"
He looks at me with genuine reverence, "I didn't have a reason to before."
I can't let him risk anything for me, "Don't trouble yourself for me, I'm not worth it." I have never been of significance to anyone but Katie and Kevin. I don't matter, I know that I never have mattered, and I still don't. Mate or no mate, powers or no powers, I'm still that awkward freak.
He takes my hand as he looks into my eyes, "Stop thinking like that! Who put these notions in your head?"
I shrug, "Many over time have said similar to what you heard me think. Nothing has changed."
He stands and holds his hand out to me, "Well, they were either stupid or jealous and they aren't worth your time or sympathy! Get dressed, I'm taking you to the club the Prince owns!"
"Why?"
Vincent leads me to my room, "We need to talk to Eric. Change into a nice dress. I have to prove something to you."
Vincent
The more that I am around Eva, the more certain I am that she's my mate. She's not any singular being, either. I am certain of that, as well. However, I just wish she knew her parents so I could figure out what they were. There aren't many beings that could have a vampire as a mate, let alone a vampire and a werewolf. Also, I need to take her to Eric's because I need to test something; I'm curious to see if she might be Eric's mate, as well. She read Eric's thoughts when Vicky spontaneously combusted and turned to ash. That is a huge indicator. Plus, he sought her out. He, like me, doesn't approach others, especially women like her. Once this test is confirmed, maybe she will stop fighting the bond. My control is slipping the more that I'm around her. If she doesn't accept me soon, I am likely to fly her off somewhere and fuck her until she does.
End Vincent's POV
When I came out of my room to meet Vincent in the hallway, he exclaimed, "Well, fuck!"
I laugh as I run my hands along my off-white dress that has a mesh underlay which makes you appear nude. "What? This is one of the only dresses I grabbed," I say. It's the truth because I didn't grab much while packing, getting done quickly was all I could think about because I wanted to be with Vincent.
Suddenly, he is very stern with me, "Stay by my side! Please don't find trouble."
I look at him, annoyed, "What is your deal?"
He rolls his eyes, "Did you look in a mirror?"
Asshole! "Um, no, can you?" I retort, as snidely as possible.
He glares at me, "Yes, we can. Ugh, just behave!"
I laugh and say sarcastically, "I'll be a good girl, Master." As he growls and shakes his head, we walk out onto the balcony. Then he grabs me and we fly off. I squealed, at first, out of shock. It is amazing to feel the wind on my face and his hot, hard body pressed against me. I feel safe and exhilarated, too.
**We talk in our minds…**
I think, "This is amazing."
I can feel him smiling as I hear his thought, "It's a way to travel quickly, but the view can be very
lovely." I turn my head and notice that he's looking at me. I giggle to myself, but as I do, I sense his smile widen, and I feel his hot breath against the back of my neck.
We landed at a club called 'Nightly Tendencies'. I giggle as we continue to talk in our minds…
"It's just for our kind," he says, "but since you think it's so funny, what would you call a vampire club?"
I don't have to think, "Night Moves or Eternal Bliss."
He smirks, "Yeah, those are better, but we probably shouldn't tell him that."
I gave him a look, "Why not? I'm not afraid of him."
He pinches the bridge of his nose, "Eva, seriously, show some restraint. You already ousted his wife."
I shrug, "She was rude and evil. She had it coming."
He rolls his eyes, "Just stay by my side."
I pout, "Fine, I'll be good." We continue talking in our minds as we enter the club. It is a very elegant establishment. Men are in suits and women look as if they have stepped straight out of a magazine. "Why are they staring?" I ask him, via our mental link.
"I've never brought anyone before, and I don't come here often," he informs me.
"Oh, so thanks for making me a target, and even more of an outcast."
He pulls me closer to him, "You shouldn't be targeted, they're just surprised. Read their emotions and tell me."
I glance around before I answer him, "Most are just shocked. Some of the women, though, wish me death."
He kisses my hand, "They are nothing. They're just jealous."
True, but I still have an odd feeling, "If they come at me, they will regret it. I'm not defined by your laws, but they are."
"Eva, please. Try not to cause a scene. I need you to stay safe," he pleads.
I smile, "I promise I won't start anything."
He smiles, "Good, I will be listening."
**End mind link**
After we stopped our telepathic conversation for the time being, he got me a glass of wine and we took a seat on a comfortable sofa. It wasn't long before he was called to talk to Prince Eric. I know I'll be called soon, too, so I decided not to try and listen in. I am going to try and give Vincent the privacy I want him to give to me. He said to think of telepathy as a radio that I can turn off and on, as well as adjust, so that's what I am going to attempt to do.
I am approached by a female vampire. Outwardly, she looks a year or two younger than me, but she's likely hundreds of years old. She's dressed in a designer dress that looks like it was painted on. She strikes me as a pretentious Barbie bitch.
"Since when is food allowed in here? If I knew he changed the rules, I would've brought a snack, too," the unidentified whore said.
I roll my eyes, "I'm not food. I'm here with Vincent."
She scrunches up her nose, "Him and his mortal obsessions. You're just a passing fancy."
That pissed me off because I know that's not how Vincent is. Even though I haven't truly known him very long, it feels as if I have. My Vincent doesn't see me as disposable. If I were, he wouldn't have taken me to his home, and I most certainly wouldn't be in this club with him, either.
I laugh at her, "Oh, that's rich coming from a ragdoll like you, that's been passed around like a joint. Hell, Vincent never went past first base with you." I know what I'm saying is true. I know my Vincent!
She lunged for me. I just reacted, "Be blind!" There was a flash of light followed by a crack. "I can't see; what the hell? Witch!" she screams, as she grabs her eyes. She bumped me into the table. I laugh as I pick up my wine glass and dump it on her, "No, I'm human, just smarter than you!"
Vincent comes over, "Eva!"
I bite my lip, "You heard?"
He nods, "I did. I'm not mad. She had it coming."
Eric stood in front of that vampiress. "Get Veronica out of here. She's had too much. To my office, both of you, please," he said. So the chick who thought I was food is named Veronica. I will remember that. We walked into his office. It is very nice. He pours us a drink. I giggle, because it looks like I drive these guys to drink. Eric shakes his head, "It's scotch; we are going to need this!"
I go on the defensive, "She provoked me and tried to grab me!"
He sighs, "We know."
I look at Eric more confused than ever, "You mean Vincent told you." They look at each other and then at me, "Don't even think … nor suggest! Not happening!"
Eric smirks, "Prove me wrong." I think, 'f*ck you'.
They both answer out loud. Vincent says, "I'd love to, when you're ready." Eric says, "Is that an invitation?"
I huff as I throw my hands up, "For fucksake! Can't you just unlike me!"
Eric chuckles, "There's no unfriend button, Eva."
I look at him, "Well, I'm going to make one. I was single earlier today. Is this why we are here, Vincent?"
He nods, "One reason, yes. I thought you might be Eric's mate, and I knew that you had to see it for yourself."
I roll my eyes, "So what's the other?"
He says, "I want to test the limits of your mind, and I need to know that you'd be safe as I did so. I trust Eric, and more so, now that I know he's a mate. I'm going across town. Give me 15 minutes and try to talk to me. Don't look for a trace like you did for the wolf."
I agree and he leaves me with Eric while he conducts his experiment. Eric and I use this time to talk. "Vincent told me that you can control the elements," he says.
"Maybe, it just kinda happened. We don't know what caused it," I reply.
"He said your blood is like none other, as well," Eric mentioned.
I nod, "Yeah, but I don't know what he's comparing it to."
Telepathically, Vincent said that he compared my blood to all non-extinct immortals, humans, and many animals. That shocked me because it scared me.
"Eva, your eyes are glowing," he worriedly says.
"Crap, that happened before the tornado formed around us," I reply, as I try to hide my face.
He puts his hand on mine, "Well, we are inside so that probably won't happen. He didn't say what you were doing when your powers emerged." I look away. He inquired, "You weren't, were you?"
I shake my head, "No, just a kiss."
He huffs, "Why are you in my head?"
"I'm trying not to be," I say. I'm so nervous. I can't control anything and fighting the bond isn't helping either.
He sighs, "Please stop singing MacarenaMarcarena."
I look down, "Sorry, it's a reflex."
Then we hear Vincent in our minds, "For the love of God!" I laugh at him and Eric. Eric shares his thoughts, "We need to find a linked couple to talk with. There are a few who frequent here. Not many exist like they used to. I will have my men see if any are here tonight."
I go back to talking out loud. Silent conversations just feel alien to me, "Eric, all of this is far-fetched. Yet I can't discredit it."
He pats my arm. "I bet; growing up, thinking you're human, then suddenly learning you're not. Just that alone is nearly impossible to grasp."
I reply, "Just don't go poking around in my mind, it gets a bit crazy in there. Vincent and I are trying to control the link. I'm guessing you want me to write about something, thus, why you invited me to the Gala."
He nods, "My pull to you aside, yes, that's why I initially invited you to the Gala. There's been unauthorized feedings, among other things. I want you to write about the missing humans and those discovered, in addition to other specifics I tell you. Mention our true abilities, so vampires will pay attention. I am hoping some will come forward before Hunters get involved."
"So the murderers in the news are portrayed as a serial killer?" I ask. He nods. I smile, "Consider it done." As I said that, my alarm goes off. Eric joked that he didn't see me set it. I told him that's why I'm so good at my job. "I am going to put my hands on your desk so you can tell Vincent that I didn't cheat," I say.
Eric chuckles, "Good call."
In my mind….
"Hey, Vinny!"
He groans, "Don't call me that!"
I laugh, "Are you where you said?"
"Yeah, been here a few minutes waiting on you," he croaks.
I roll my eyes, "It was only just now time. I haven't touched anything but the desk either!"
I hear the surprise, "Wow, I'll be right there shortly!"
I giggle at his childlike tone, "Toodles." This time, I pretended to hang up an imaginary phone to end our telepathic connection.
Eric shakes his head, "You know he doesn't like that name."
I huff, "Well, he never told me that I couldn't call him Vinny."
"You know that you and he are a lot alike, right?" he says.
I shake my head, "No, we come from different worlds."
"Eva, in this world, it doesn't matter. You are mates. There's no denying it now," he says.
I look at him, "Fine. Then how does your world explain why you hear my thoughts and why the wolf does, too?"
He smirks, "You are likely going to hate this, but the answer is simple. Rare, but simple; we are all your mates."
I exclaim, "This is so messed up!"
He puts both of his hands on my shoulders. I feel a current of electricity. I see his greatest loss. His wife died in childbirth. I pull away, "I'm sorry."
"Did you see all of that? Tell me," he says.
"Your greatest loss, which is similar to mine, but you lost two at once, I'm sorry," I told him. I'm trying to fight back the tears. Suddenly, the lights go out and the sprinklers turn on. I jump.
Eric says, "Eva, I think you have to calm down."
Vincent rushes in, "Eva!" He embraces me before he kisses me and wipes away my tears, "It's fine, don't live in the past." He kisses me again and we float. The lights come back on and the
sprinklers turn off.
I laugh, "Um, we are floating again." He curses, as he lowers us back down.
"It's not funny," he says.
"It so is," I tease.
Eric says, "See, you are both alike."
"Not even close," Vincent and I say at the same time.
Eric laughs, "Point proven."
Vincent starts, "This day just keeps…"
I finish, "getting weirder and weirder."
He says, "Stop that!"
I replied, "I didn't mean to." "So do I need to start singing some stupid song in my head again?" I ask. They both yelled, 'No!', at the same time. I couldn't help but laugh. Soon we all shared a laugh. This is just absurd. Me, whatever I am, having three mates is just insane. But I can't shake that it just feels right. There is this connection to all of them. This pull wraps us together as if we are bound by a coiled rope.