Page 8 of Greer's Change

“You’re a vampire,” he says with wide eyes.

I thought he would have gotten the point when the bartender basically outed me for not being fae, but I guess this human doesn’t know supernatural culture like one of us would.

Although, he smells absolutely delicious for a human.

“I need you to look directly into my eyes.” I focus on trying to hypnotize him.

Vampires are able to mindfuck their victims, but no one taught me how to do it.

“Your eyes are beautiful,” he says as he complies.

A jolt of pure excitement vibrates through my system.

Holy shit.

Maybe I won’t starve to death just yet.

“So, I’ve only been a vampire for like a week, but I don’t think I’ve eaten…” My stomach bubbles, and it feels like it’s starting to eat itself. “At all. And I’m so hungry it hurts. If you could tell me that it’s fine that I bite you, I’d be eternally grateful.”

“Really?” he muses, licking his thick lips.

“Yes.” It comes out a little hiss-like, and I grimace. “I promise to try not to kill you.”

“Works for me,” he says, sounding amused.

I feel like he should sound more docile or monotone, but I’m not about to debate his behavior when I don’t fully understand how compulsion works.

Burying my hand in his hair, I pull his head to the side with more strength than I knew I had.

“Are you sure you don’t wish to feed from me while we fuck?”

“Mmm, maybe.” I moan as my thighs tighten around his hips. “Just a little taste first.”

“As you wish,” he murmurs, palming my ass.

My eyesight goes hazy, and I’m sure my eyes are pure white to signal my monster is close to the surface.

I tilt my head and strike without a clue of what I’m doing, but my new vampire instincts seem to understand perfectly, because rich, warm blood pulses against my tongue.

Chapter Four

Reign

There was something off about the siren from the moment I first spotted her stumbling her way into the club.

I just couldn’t place what it was.

Chaos gets very few Seelie fae patrons, but that’s because Black Cove is a vampire, demon, and Unseelie hub. Never having seen her before, I knew I needed to step in, so no one more questionable than me had the chance to approach her.

My instincts were spot-on, and everything I’ve learned since only proves that point more fully.

My body pulses with euphoria as her fangs pierce my flesh.

I do enjoy a good bite from time to time, although not in the way the sweet, newly turned vampire does.

I am the aftermath of a love affair between a dark fae and a nightmare.

Mimics are so rare, our conception is nearly considered forbidden, especially because we can take any shape or form, including pure shadows.

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