Chapter 4
*Content Warning: Blood, kidnapping, violence, non-consent, knife play, threat of rape, cum soiling. *
Authors Note: Full disclosure this chapter contains lots of plot but
NO porn
, if you are here for a quick wank try Chapter 1 😉 I'm including content warnings for the first time because I don't want anyone to be triggered. The scene in question is short but does include non-consensual touching and may be uncomfortable for readers. It was difficult to write but felt necessary to show how evil the villains of the story are. You know your limits, read at your own risk.
Last Tuesday Night
Theo dressed in a dark blue designer suit, with a crisp white button up, and shiny black shoes. His appearance was immaculate and professional, with his sandy locks styled neatly and his face cleanly shaven. He'd be under major scrutiny at tonight's meeting and the drive to the center of the city felt too automatic and short. He blinked his eyes to refocus his mind as it ran in circles mulling over how he'd voice his concerns to the council of elders. He let out a huff of breath, trying to gather his confidence as he stepped out of his car, and walked towards the LEMA offices. It was known by all coexisters-- at least in this district-- as a center for supernatural legal disputes, violation reporting, and employment.
The League as it is known, is a global network, with zoned regions under the control of an appointed council. Their goal was simple, keep non-human society hidden in plain sight, and over thousands of years they had only become more organized. The building that loomed in front of Theo was just a small piece of a major empire, even though it appeared to be just another high-rise office building along the dense city blocks. The inside was just as unassuming as the exterior, with modern décor that appeared more opulent than it was, and minimalist clean lines that pointed towards the human receptionist with mousey brown hair and a pencil tucked behind her ear.
"Hello, welcome to LEMA. How may I help you sir?" She greeted warmly, squaring a small stack of papers, and placing them to the side.
"Hi, I'm Theodore Fischer. I have a meeting with the council." He answered simply, smiling back at her politely.
"Hmm, it appears that the meeting before you is taking longer than expected. I'll let them know you've arrived. Sorry for the inconvenience, please help yourself to anything in the waiting area." She apologized and gestured to her left.
"No trouble at all. Thank you." Theo said, before stepping away towards the poshly decorated space. Plush chairs in bright colors dotted the area, surrounding white round tables. A large abstract painting accented the far wall, where numerous teas, coffees, and baked goods were laid out. Many options were LEMA made and he reached for something to settle his nerves.
I've worked for them for decades. I shouldn't be this nervous.
He grumbled internally, feeling strange as he thought about his role at LEMA, and filled an electric kettle with water.
It's never been like this before... I feel stupid, I've only been with Lani once for a few hours, and yet she has this hold over me.
It wasn't long before the water was boiled, but time seemed to stretch while he was in his head.
I want to keep her safe. Damn that shadow! Whatever its plans are for her can't be good. What if the council doesn't want to get involved at all? What will I do then?
He filled a paper cup to steep a blood teabag. The clear liquid swirling with red, like a strong rooibos, it's color deepening as the minutes ticked by on a nearby clock.
I had to do something. I can't just let her get away.
He thought, growing more uneasy as he waited. He blew at the rim of his paper cup, his emotions churning like a storm.
I want her again. Want to be near her.
The beast voiced, slow and rumbling like a throaty purr, unlike its usual bark. While that was shocking in its own right, stranger still was the lack of opposition with his beast. The phantom scent of Lani's sweat and perfume overcame Theo's senses and he lifted his head to scan the room suddenly, the scent memory as real as if she was standing before him. Theo felt the beast take control for a moment to recall Lani dancing with Stacy at Oasis. A flare of hunger followed, but there was a deeper desire there too, like the beast was just as enamored by Lani as he was. At its core an overwhelming desire to protect Lani clouded his rational thoughts. His body remembered how drunk he had felt from her aura, then the memory flashed forward to Lani cumming around his cock before Theo took back mental control.
Focus! I need to be thinking about what I'm going to say to the council.
He scolded himself, with a pang of guilt, as he lulled the beast back into its cage.
I can't walk away now, not after I begged to talk to the council. Lani is powerful, a dangerous temptation, a lesser man would have faltered.
Theo sipped his drink and tried to organize his thoughts, until the receptionist walked over.
"The council will see you now, Mr. Fischer." Theo stood, downing the last drops of his drink, and tossed the empty cup into a nearby trashcan. He dusted off his suit, even though it was already spotless, and walked towards the elevator with a polite nod to the receptionist. The shiny call button lit as he pressed the button and when the silver doors opened a muscular man in a tactical vest stood inside.
"Which floor sir?" The security guard asked respectfully as Theo stepped into the elevator.
"Council boardroom." He answered, noting that the guard's heart rate was as slow as his own, and recognized him as another vampire. The elevator closed and lurched upwards at high speeds making Theo's stomach drop slightly. On one of the upper floors, he stepped out and walked confidently towards the dark rich mahogany double doors at the end of a long hallway. He hesitated, taking in a breath with his hand on the ornate brass handle before pulling the door open. Inside, the room was dimly lit, but not dark, with soft carpet that dampened the sound of his footsteps. Large windows looked out onto the city below, bright and twinkling in the night. Three figures sat in highbacked wooden chairs upholstered with crimson velvet, watching him as he stood at the end of the large wooden table.
"Mr. Fischer, please take a seat. Forgive us for your wait." Said the central figure, a male vampire with slicked-back silver hair, and piercing red eyes. Mr. Daugherty wore a tailored black suit with a blood-red silk tie, his voice commanding but smooth. "You've requested this urgent meeting, claiming it is of the utmost importance. We trust you would not do so without cause, explain the situation." He finished, exuding powerful authority over the room.
"I will get straight to the point." Theo said with a carefully measured tone. "This meeting concerns a human woman named Leilani Veron." He paused, looking for the right words. "She's a possible risk to the veil, but is not doing so willingly or maliciously. Her powers are unlike anything I've encountered in my five decades of un-life, the magnetism of her aura was unmatched." The council member to the left, Mr. Vayne raised a thick eyebrow, his unsettling white eyes sparking with interest.
"Powers, you say? Elaborate, and be precise." Mr. Vayne demanded, his voice rife with instant curiosity as he leaned closer. His ears where long and pointed, indicative that he was fae, and he had a mouth that seemed slightly too wide at times when he spoke. Theo nodded, and continued.
"She exhibited raw magical energy, untamed and unstable. It came off of her in waves, and she seems completely unaware of its effect. If left unchecked, she could become a danger to herself and others." There was a brief pause for the information to sink in, but the ebony woman sitting to the right, Ms. Margrave spoke first.
"It's rare for a human to survive what you describe without training. She must be strong if the magic hasn't torn her apart already." Ms. Margrave said in a thoughtful tone, she was impossibly beautiful, wearing a flowing green lace gown with a high collar, her jet-black hair an intricate updo of wrapped braids.
"Yes, she needs guidance. Without it her powers could consume her and potentially others around her, putting the city at risk. I believe our organization can provide that guidance. If we step in now, she could become a powerful ally. If we do nothing, she might be exploited by others." Theo said with an urgency that didn't go completely unnoticed.
"You speak as though you're not already doing the exploiting, Mr. Fischer." Mr. Vayne said coldly, trying to get a rise out of him. "You have a lot to gain from bringing this woman in, do you not?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at Theo.
"My interest is professional." He lied, "She has the potential to be valuable to our organization, that's all." Theo said with restraint, trying to keep his emotions in check under their scrutinizing gazes.
"Is it? I sense that there is more you aren't telling us." Mr. Vayne said, eyeing Theo with an amused smirk.
"I'm here to discuss her potential contribution to the League. My personal feelings are irrelevant." Theo responded, more defensively than he meant to. Instantly regretting his outburst as the tension was cut by Ms. Margrave's icy laugh.
"That is hardly irrelevant. Emotional entanglements compromise judgment. We've seen it before. Let me remind you, Mr. Fischer that loyalty to the League comes before all else. Now clarify your personal feelings." Her wolfish yellow eyes keenly focused on Theo, as if she was testing his resolve.
