Kyla

I have been sitting on this couch, not taking my eyes off the door for what feels like forever now. I have all this built-up nervous energy on what I am going to say to Diedrek when he returns. How I will apologize, and for once in my life be vulnerable with someone.

It's a terrifying situation I find myself in all around, but I know this was fate. It was my destiny for this to happen all along. I need to be brave and get the strength I've heard so much about from my mother. There is no time to be the sad little girl anymore.

The sound of the door unlocking from out in the hall wakes me from my thoughts. I stand up from the couch, and hold my hands in front of me, nibbling on my bottom lip with my teeth. This is it, the moment that I've been waiting for all day.

I'm not entirely sure the time, or even what day it is. The hours all blur together here. It's non-stop darkness outside, and I cannot even remember when I last saw the sun. The door opening has me shaking my head. Focus Kyla! I chastise myself. This is important.

As Diedrek walks in, my eyes first notice that his feet are bare, as are his legs. As my eyes make their way up his body, I see he only has a towel wrapped around his hips, tied in a loose knot. His chest is bare, and I'm seeing his six pack for the first time. When my eyes reach his face, I can see the fire burning in his. A smirk works its way on his lips.

Telling me he not only enjoyed but appreciated my perusal of his body. I give a very noticeable gulp and bite my bottom lip harder. This is going to be extremely difficult with him looking like that. I just hope we can make it through a conversation without jumping one another.

Of course, if we get everything out in the open, I don't see a problem with jumping his bones afterwards. What am I thinking? Shaking my head, I decide to sit back down onto the couch, and look at the flames of the fire in the fireplace.

Perhaps if I have my attention on something other than him, I can behave, and control my libido. As he closes the door, I hear him bust out into laughter. My head swivels his way, and I glare at him. "Something funny?" I ask, crossing my arms over my chest.

He walks further into the room closing the door behind him. At first, I think he's going to go into the bedroom to put some clothes on, but he surprises me once again. He simply sits down on the chair across from me. I watch with skepticism as he stretches out his legs. Placing his arms behind his head he looks at me.

"Yeah, sweetheart. You are too damn cute." He gives me a salacious smile.

"Cute? I am not cute in any way, shape, or form. I am a grown woman. You do not call a woman cute." I say with indignation.

"You are correct. You are a woman. So how about this. You are a panty melting, jaw dropping, delectable woman. One I very much look forward to devouring soon." He sits up and places his arms on his knees.

"Is that an acceptable description?" His eyes have turned completely black.

My mouth is dry as a dessert, my heart rate just skyrocketed, and I'm quite sure there is a tsunami happening between my legs. I squirm under his gaze, trying to get the friction my body needs after that very beautifully detailed description of me. Clearing my throat, I just barely whisper out "Yes that's better."

I can still feel him looking at me. So, I sit back, bring my legs up onto the couch with me, and look back at the fire. A few silent moments pass between us. I find myself taking my hair into my hands and braiding it. A nervous habit of mine, that I feel breaks the tension in my body at times like this.

"Well, we can get back to that. Right now, I think we need to finish our discussion from earlier." I nod my head in agreement.

"First, I haven't figured out who your father is yet, but we do know for certain he is a vampire." I look at him and can see the truth within his eyes.

"Okay, so my mother fell in love with a vampire, and got pregnant with me?" I question more to myself than him.

"Not exactly," my eyes shoot to his, "She could have, or he could have decided to take her whichever way he liked and didn't even know she had gotten pregnant. She could have escaped and gone back home."

Before I can open my mouth to say something, he lifts his hand in the air, "I'm not saying that is what happened, it's just a theory."

"You're right, that is another option." He glares at me, studying my face. Waiting for me to say something else.

When I don't, he continues, "Yes, well let's hope it wasn't. Now to answer your question from before, a blood bond happens between two vampires. They usually are alive during the same time, and if you're lucky you find yours. When you do, the connection is almost instant. You know that is the one that was born for you, and you alone."

"Now it's true one or both could deny the connection. They can fight it before they have a chance to seal their connection, however, if that happens you are looking at a very miserable life for the both of us." He tilts his head to the side and gives me an aggressive look with just his eyes.

Licking my lips I ask, "What happens if one or both denies it? Why would it be a miserable life?" A big part of me is afraid of his answer.

"Because you lost a part of your soul." He looks me dead in the eyes, and I can see he means it.

His words send fear into my bones. My entire body begins shaking. "Hey, hey it's going to be okay." He moves onto the couch with me, lifting my legs so they lay on top of his lap.

He takes to rubbing my arm. "We will figure this out together. You're not alone in this." I hear the indignation in his tone. Knowing he means it, and that I have been foolish in my earlier actions towards him. He is in this with me through everything.

His words calm me, and his touch soothes my body in a way I have never known before. "I'm sorry," his eyes shoot to mine. "I'm so sorry for how I talked to you. Sorry for my actions towards you since I've been here. I just..." Biting my bottom lip, I fight the tears that I feel welling in my eyes. Wishing that they don't fall.

"What?" He takes my chin and lifts my face, so he can see my wet eyes.

"I grew up thinking you are all monsters. Nothing but evil. Trained to fight you all. Then, I come here, and I see that you are nothing like that. Not just you but your friend Darius seems a lot like my cousin Lucas." I smile thinking about my cousin.

"Heck, your cousin Satine seems a little out there, but she doesn't seem too bad either." He gives a little laugh at that.

"Yeah, they are both something else." We both sit there in silence for a while. Just looking at one another.

"It's okay, unbelievably I understand. I couldn't imagine being in your shoes. Getting captured, finding out that your father, who you never met before, is a vampire. Coming here and finding you have a blood bond with a vampire you only met a couple of days ago. It's extreme to say the least." I nod in agreement.

"I'm going to try to be better with the situation we find ourselves in. To let you in a little bit and get to know you more. I'm going to stop trying to fight what this is between us and see what happens." I tell him hoping he can hear the sincerity in my words.

After a long moment, he smiles. One of the most beautiful smiles I have seen him give me yet. I hope I'm not making a mistake trusting a vampire for the first time. Call me crazy but somehow deep inside I know this is the right thing to do. I feel in my bones he will watch out for me, care for me, protect me. Watching the way, he looks at me, dare I say he may genuinely love me already.