Monday, November 3, 2014

The Nosferatu Adventures S6 p9

The Nosferatu Adventures
page 163, chapter 163

Dagan crossed farther into the hotel room, flopping down on the bed, his face half hanging off the edge, the magic mist swirling around him, removing his boots, shirt and pants, leaving the werewolf in a pair of shorts.

"What do you think you're doing?" our heroine's voice whispered as she moved over to the bed, slapping his left calf.

"Sleeping." he mumbled eyes closed. "Exhausted." he opened his blue eyes enough to look at her over his shoulder.

"You can sleep after. You have to get going." she answered. The banshee crossed her arms taking a stance that let the male know he was in for an argument. He rolled over on the bed noticing every squeaky spring as he did, grunting as he locked his fingers behind his head on the pillow.

"I just got here and you want to toss me out? Why so you can be alone with your new pack?" he growled letting his eyes flash the amber-grey of the wolf. He kicked the air beside her.

"You need to go with Reuben." she ran her hand over her forehead. Her temperature rising enough to betray her nerves causing a small grin to play on Dagan's face. "It's bad for you to be here now." she sniffed, the sudden urge to grab his ankle and bite him rushed through her. The strong pale leg was in her hand before she realized it, as the male rotated his foot. Dropping his leg, she moved from the bed putting distance between them.

"Wha...what for?" he shrugged screwing up his face at her. "You want me crazy in a few days? Huh?" he rolled onto his side, licking his lips. "You want to see me drooling like a mad man mumbling about how I'm going to eat your spleen." he pointed at the bed, his nail suddenly as sharp as a knife as he cut little circles into it.

"That's just it." she tossed her head back, turning throwing herself violently against the wall. "Last time I was part of Loki's experiment, I did eat your spleen. Ripped you limb from limb, wolfed out completely. Couldn't control it. Barely managed to stop myself from eating your heart. You'd been dead had I...Dagan, I can't promise I won't turn you into werewolf tartar again."   Dagan looked at her a pout on his face, blinked twice, mumbled something to himself as he tilted his head to the right, nodded agreeing with his own private conversation then mumbled again. He was off the bed standing in front of her so fast she didn't have time to blink. Kissing the top of her hair, he let his hands slide up and down her arms.

"Makes sense. I'll go, now on one condition." he licked the corner of his mouth greedily. "Mist something else." he flicked the black t-shirt and yoga pants. "Something with lace. Right here." he let his fingers drag across her chest. "Something in white."

"Dagan you are more disturbed then I gave you credit for." Our heroine waited for him to say something else, to move anything, but he didn't. The werewolf just stood there, his hot breath pounding her face and ear. "Fine." she sighed in disgust as the magic mist rolled over her briefly. The outfit she had been wearing suddenly melted into the fog before a white slip replaced it. He grabbed her chin in his right hand, forcing her to turn her face one side to the other as he mumbled the word make-up. She had never tried misting make-up before and wasn't sure it could be done. She was about to argue when the male snarled, his impatience growing causing her to shake. The female saw herself wearing thick eyeliner and dark eyeshadow for the briefest second. Letting go of her face Dagan nuzzled his nose to her neck, dragging it down her collarbone sniffing. His mouth twitched as a groan escaped him that wasn't completely human. His blue eyes had turned once again to the amber-grey of the wolf as he continued to gaze at her. The weight of his stare caused her to blush as he took a side step from her, his eyes never breaking their gaze.

 "Little effort never hurt. I'm mean, still nowhere near pretty but lest in that you look like a female." he grabbed her ass causing her to let out a yelp as he slid out the hotel room door. The male left her wondering how he could humiliate her and seduce her all at the same time?

Dagan caught up with Reuben a few buildings away, bending down to play with Tombstone. Grabbing the creatures face in his hands, he told the hellhound to keep watch on things. Standing back up to his full height, the werewolf simply pointed at the hotel. The creature instinctively ran back to the building, through the open door and to the room our heroine was in.

"You're dangerously happy." Reuben commented pointing to his friend. "What did you do?" the sentence was laced with suspicion.

"Simply reminded her that not every male is a puppy dog. And that hunting isn't always about feeding." he cracked his neck, his hands out at his sides. Dagan stared off into space for a few long seconds, his mind replaying the disgust his mate had been feeling, then the sudden spike in her trust. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip without realizing it, his fangs extended.  Reuben shook his head puffing out his cheeks with a deep sigh. "What?" Dagan asked his nose scrunched up like he'd smelled something bad.

"After all this time you two still haven't ironed out your issues." the dark haired male scratched at his beard. "When we all believed you were dead and her and I got caught by the full moon ritual..." he rocked on his toes leaning closer to the alpha. "She was faithful to me after I claimed her." he smirked wiping at his mouth, watching the bit of self doubt suddenly cross Dagan's eyes. Reuben started walking backwards in the direction of the town limits, his chin down as he stared at the other male from under his curtain of hair. Turning, the werewolf managed to cross half a mile in a few seconds, knowing it was a cheap card to play but one that would he knew, get under Dagan's skin. Reuben needed Dagan to admit he wanted the female around. That she was more then just his desperate attempt to secure his alpha position. That the sire bond wasn't the only thing keeping them connected. And Reuben needed to know this because he needed to know his own broken heart wasn't for nothing.

Tune in again for another installment of the Nosferatu Adventures starring your (straight up story. I love this love triangle)

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