Page 77 of Blood Bonds

But with her it was different. Just drinking in her reactions to our touch was almost as addictive as consuming her blood. For there was nothing like the taste of a Fated one. A unique flavor only found in one of the Moirai and each linked to their Fated Vampire. There was no mistaking who she was to us once we had tasted her. It was the only way to be sure and we had both experienced that.

Just as we would soon experience what it was like to know what it was to bed her. Last night was only a glimpse of how fucking sweet it would be. How incredible. How insatiable.

We would never get enough.

A craving never to be sated.

Just as it should be.

However, what it shouldn’t have been was having her keep slipping through our fingers the way she continued to do. And how the fuck she was doing it…? We still didn’t know. It wasn’t through lack of trying as we had all our resources on trying to discover how. The vault last night was the last fucking straw. The video footage only showed us her standing, nodding at the camara before the fucking thing cut off.

Like fucking magic.

Of course, we should have been with her, not out hunting like we had been. However, we had a fucker to punish on her behalf and the trail had led us close enough that he only just slipped our grasp early this morning. Which meant having to give up for thetime being and redouble our efforts the following night. And as luck would have it, it turned out the fucker already had a price on his head. One I tripled to any man that managed to bring me the asshole alive.

I didn’t care who wanted a piece of him or who the dumb shit owed money to. My brother and I were the only ones that were getting their hands on him. Especially considering how furious we both were when discovering too late that she had escaped once more. Hence why I had called her to demand she return to us, or tell me where she was. Her little sorry message only managed to cool some of my temper.

Because despite being a demanding bastard, I wasn’t void of all understanding. Not when it came to her. Not when I knew that she struggled with it all. Struggled with finding herself as our prisoner each morning. Struggled with how badly she wanted us, despite the fear that was warranted, considering what we were at our core.

She didn’t yet trust us. I knew that. But I also knew that time would be the only weapon to aid us in this fight. Time for trust to build and grow. Although, it seemed that locking her in the vault had been when she hit breaking point. A laughable notion on our side considering she would never be rid of us.

We would never let her go.

Now the sooner she accepted that fact, the easier she would find her new life. Because there was only so far we would go in regards to our patience and how far it would stretch when she kept running. No, tonight she would learn once and for all.

For we had plans.

By now, we knew that she would find us. For we may not have known what had gifted her with the ability to escape, but we did know more about the pull of Vampire Mates. After researching more about the subject, we learned that the pull was something most Moirai felt and couldn’t fight for long. ForNessa, she seemed doubly effected by it and it might have made us bastards, but we could help but grin when learning this.

Learning that she would always come to us.

It was fact.

It was Fate.

And it was fucking beautiful.

Like last night, finding her near falling through the doors was like delivering herself as a gift. One thing that was puzzling… because it had never been experienced in a Moirai before… was the way she couldn’t deny an order given by either of us.

I hadn’t yet spoken to my brother about this, his anger too close to the surface as it had been his idea to leave last night. He had truly believed the vault was the only place secure enough. Meaning since we had awoken after our fruitless hunt, he had been berating himself with the fact that the vault had not worked like we had hoped.

Of course, as soon as the call had come in that her ex had been found and delivered to the warehouse ready for us, we had wasted no time. Now we had someone to take our frustrations out on. Damn but it had felt good, despite having to hold back a considerable amount because one punch to a mortal with full force and we could have embedded our fist straight through their bodies with ease.

Meaning for us, we were taking it easy. But for him, we inflicted enough pain to have him passing out a few times now. Of course, when we had mentioned why we were inflicting such torture, he had spoken her name and my brother had fucking lost it. Hitting him hard enough that it stopped his heart, and to the point that our men had hard time trying to bring him back.

Because we were far from being done with him.

That was until we heard the scream.

And for once, it wasn’t a sound I relished in hearing.

“Fuck!”I hissed the second I looked to the door and found her frightened eyes wide and looking on in horror. It didn’t occur to me that she would find us here. The pull should have taken her to places where she knew we would frequent. Like the club or the apartment she was used to. But then I should have known better because everything when it came to her wasn’t typical.

“She’s going to run,” Tal gritted out, making me say,

“She won’t get fucking far,”I said, making my first step toward her, and it was enough to get her doing as my brother guessed she would do. But the sight of her disappearing had us both acting. For we made it to the door in the blink of an eye, now it was safe to do so without her watching. It wasn’t exactly the time to introduce her to our darkness. If she thought watching us beat her asshole ex near to death was frightening, then seeing that side of us would have really fucking terrified her.

I very nearly ripped the fucking door off its hinges.

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