Page 4 of Samuel's Bloody Obsession

“Aye, but I cannae wait. Leslie’s daughter is gonna set ma hair fur me. Why don’t you tart yourself up for the event?”

“Er, ah think I will pass, Gran,” I said because the place would be hoachin with pensioners.

I only relaxed when she began to tell me about Kathy Bailey’s new man. All these grannies had a better dating life than me.

Chapter 3

Samuel

I was torn between draining Graeme’s blood and ripping off his limbs or following Charlotte, but ultimately, I couldn’t lose sight of her. After living for centuries, I was a master at slinking around unnoticed by humans. Throughout the day, I realised that the people here were extraordinarily amicable in Elgin. I watched Charlotte interact with many people. They were nothing like Londoners. It seemed Graeme would live after all.

Initially, I’d had difficulty understanding her grandmother’s thick Scottish accent. Charlotte’s was like a soft lilt and soothing to listen to. I couldn’t see her face while she was visiting her grandmother, but judging by her voice while she spewed the concocted story, my blood mate was a terrible liar. Her predicament was evident in how she would manage the situation with her family. My focus was so intent on gaining access to her life that I hadn’t considered the impact her disappearance would have had on her family.

I shifted on my branch uncomfortably as she bent down to blow dry the back of her long hair. Her shorts pulled upwards, teasing me with a hint of her bare ass cheeks as the cow material stretched around her delectable mounds of flesh. I closed my eyes as she thrust her ass out further as she began to move the hairdryer around. Saliva flooded my mouth, and I slowly backed away from her window.

I cursed whatever force that created the blood mates for us vampires. I could mesmerise anyone I wanted with my venomous bite, but not my blood mate. My fangs and my dick would have been inside her the day I met her if not for this debilitating phenomenon with blood mates.

I patiently waited for Charlotte to finish shaking her ass, close her curtains and eventually switch her light off. I needed to get my food, accommodation, and clothing sorted. My future partner did not need to see me looking like a ruffian. The weather was to be wet and windy tonight. I sighed and jumped off the branch onto the damp grass.

One day, Charlotte would let me in.

∞∞∞

I hid in her parents’ bedroom, but I frowned when I heard Charlotte’s family scold her. I could listen to everyone because the sound was crystal clear for me. Her parents’ concern I could understand, but her sister sounded a little antagonistic. At least her husband kept his mouth shut. Her niece sounded happy to have her back.

I’d never given children thought since it would've been an impossible feat. I’d changed many humans into vampires, but that was nothing like having a biological child. My scepticism of Holly’s pregnancy was valid, but Alexander wasn't a fool or deceitful. I was surprised he wasn't more resentful towards the Coven for his captivity. We were arrogant in our ways, presuming that the humans wouldn't discover our existence or attempt to kill us.

I went through her parents’ bedroom until I found old school report cards, pictures and family photographs. There were a few with Charlotte and her boyfriends’ which made me rip them out. She had no need for any human male since she had me.

My ears pricked up as I heard movement on the stairs. I stuffed a few pictures onto my lap before quickly putting everything back the way I’d found it so I could try and figure out who was coming up the stairs.

“I bet yae hud a little fun out in the city, Lottie,” the brother-in-law said. “You don't need to pretend with me.”

“No, Jamie, it was an ordeal, and I didn't have any fun,” Charlotte snapped back at him as they reached the top of the stairs.

I placed my ear at the door regardless of the fact that I could hear them clearly. This cunt Jamie sounded like a sleazy asshole.

“Nae bother. I've told yae before that we can huv some fun together,” he murmured.

“Aye, and I've telt yae, yur married to ma sister. Get yerself tae fuck, Jamie. Am no in the fucking mood,” Charlotte said, but I could hear the fury in her voice. Her accent grew thicker with anger.

That dirty fucking bastard.

“Ye think yur better than everyone? I was only trying tae offer yae a pity fuck.”

I heard a slap, which brought a hint of a smile to my face as the sound of the slap seemed to echo in the hallway.

“Ya fuckin hoor. This isnae over,” he spat out, but I heard his heavy footsteps on the stairs as he quickly returned to the rest of the family.

Charlotte blew out a long breath before she went into the bathroom. I knew where I was going after Charlotte went to bed tonight.

∞∞∞

I dragged the sleeping cunt out of his bed and slapped a hand over his mouth so as not to wake his wife up. Once we were safely out of the bedroom, I held him by his scruffy blonde hair and pulled him down the stairs. We reached the dining room within a second, and I tied him up to the chair.

“Who the fuck ur you?” he said while he struggled against the rope on his wrists.

“I'm Charlotte’s future husband,” I said as I switched the light on and turned towards him.

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