The Nosferatu Adventures
page 58, chapter 58
"You were about to crawl back out the window." our heroine said her hands on her hips.
"No I wasn't." Dagan shook his head, running his hand through his hair.
"Okay, then I'll leave." she opened the window and was about to climb out but stopped when Dagan told her about having sprinkled sunflower seeds all over the lawn.
"You climb out, and you'll be stuck there counting the seeds for hours. Trapped, vulnerable to the rest of the werewolves." the smile that crossed his pale lips spread into his eyes, which were the amber-grey of the werewolf, his dimples on show as he then seemed to be beside her, his shoulders hunched neck extended. He let out a sigh, his hot breath hitting her flesh as he rested one arm, palm flat on the edge of the window just over her head. He sniffed her hair, her ear, tracing the edge of her jaw with his nose till he reached the hollow at her throat. "I'm bored." he threw himself then on the bed, bouncing causing the springs to squeak."Wow." he bounced a bit more; a deviously playful look in his now blue eyes. "How long before your new friend in there freaks out and breaks down the door?" he stuck his tongue out at her, jumping into the center of the bed with all his weight causing the squeak to get louder. "Two minutes? One?" he rolled over a few times, making even more noise, the door started to rattle as Finn and Reuben were trying to open it. "Thirty seconds. He's really paranoid." In a blur, Dagan reached for her pulling her down on the bed beside him, the smile still on his face. Nosferatu laughing. "Watch this." he let the magic mist dissolve his shirt and boots, leaving just his black pants, which were half unzipped. He brought his hand up to his hair, messing it up, just as the door was kicked in.
Finn nearly fell face first, as he tripped trying to get into the room. Reuben just stood in the doorway a few inches behind him, his eyebrows knitted together.
"Did you two just..." Finn asked out of breath, his already pale features draining of colour.
"And that is the proper way to preform the cross face chicken wing." Dagan nodded as he rolled over winking at Finn, then slowly stood up zipping up his pants. He moved past them into the living room managing to keep a straight face. Nosferatu was laughing to the point tears were rolling down her cheeks.
"That's not funny. Really not funny." Finn replied pointing at her.
"Yes it is." she nodded still trying to catch her breath. "The look on your face..."
"You have anything to say about this?" Finn turned to Reuben.
The dark haired male shrugged patting him on the shoulder. "That's our Ripper. He's a switchblade."
Rolf paced back and forth around the main path, unable to calm down. The Seer sat a few feet away, one of his bubbles in front of him, trying to locate them. "Anything?"
"Sshh. Not easy. If I didn't know better, I'd say someone has her cloaked. Which is weird, cause last time I checked, banshees didn't have that kind of power." the Seer moved his hands together causing the bubble to fade away. "Unless..."
"Unless what?" the large male asked as he stopped moving and stood with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Unless she's evolving? She is a vampire, so at some point, she will begin to..." he let out a breath that was closer to a burp then a huff. "absorb what she'd taken in."
"You mean she's not what she's suppose to be?" he tilted his head, flicking his hair out of his face.
The Seer nodded looking at the ground. "It's possible. Not saying that's what's happening, just that she's fed off of us enough times, that she could become more vampire like. Just the fact she's got that sire bond with Dagan, that in itself is odd. Vampires don't bond with other species. Ever."
"Yeah, well werewolves do." Rolf replied as he closed his eyes pacing again.
"Did either of them happen to mention what happened while we were gone?" Rolf shook his head still pacing. "Their sire bond was broken. Just for a few hours, but it was completely severed."
Rolf stopped, turning a half circle on his heels. "How?"
The Seer stood up brushing the dirt from his clothes. "Victor. Dagan and Harker's uncle. He is like beyond crazy, anyways, he drained her blood. Completely. To the point Harker and I were ready to give up. But Dagan never did. He was afraid of loosing the bond completely because of his alpha position...but there was at lest I'd say a full hour where, they weren't bonded."
Rolf threw his head back letting out a roar, then fell to a crouching position. "You know what this means don't you?"
tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your heroine...me (yeah another straight up story piece. Hands up if you think Rolf is getting ready for a hostile takeover?)