Here is chapter 3. Just so you know Chapter 4 will be written, but it might take a bit longer to post because of time constraints. I'm pursuing a new degree, and I need time to focus on it. I apologize in advance.
There is sex in this chapter, and all of the characters are above the age of consent.
This is self-edited and I know there may be some errors. I ran this through spell checker, but alas, I'm not perfect. I hope any errors you find don't distract from the story.
Please leave feedback. I would love to know what you think. If you hate it, fine. If you enjoy it, great. Just please tell me why.
Note: Thanks Anon for your suggestion. I never saw the connection until you pointed it out to me. This chapter is dedicated to you. I hope you enjoy.
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Chapter 3
Uncle Gernick, Uncle Garrick, and Uncle Kale, Uncle Christophe all examined her to make sure she was uninjured. Aunt Brenwan was so proud of how brave she was. Yet Aunt Nicolette was reserved. Somehow she must have disappointed her. As the others talked amongst themselves, Christina walked over to her. Dropping her eyes, she whispered. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to be evil."
"Stop it. You are no such thing. You are brave, a warrior. I knew he would not harm you. You are prepared for whatever challenges come at you. This thing, this evil is not you, and you will win, Christiana. No one is more deadly than you are, or more skilled. I'm here to help. Never, drop your head in shame. You did nothing wrong." Nicki hugged her. "I'm so proud of you." She whispered.
Christiana smiled, and for that moment basking in her aunt's approval everyone was stunned at her beauty.
Navarro admired her, as his other half glowed with pride. His mate was a formidable foe. As long as he believed no other man would hurt her every again.
Cantar joined them, hugging her daughter as they soon vanished. They were about to leave when Christy asked that they stay at least a while longer. Mother needed rest.
After that, Navarro reached for her hand. He did not let go. His message was clear to all males in the vicinity. Christiana Darksky was claimed.
"Are you ready?" he asked after her parents were settled. She nodded, and their day began.
"OK, let's go" Christiana whispered as she took Navarro's hand and they walked out together.
"What are you?" she asked.
Navarro smiled, "I'm a vampire. I'm also Hualapai. What was that? That thing at the cabin?"
"You don't beat around the bush, do you?" Christy smiled. "I am not sure. When he tried to rape me it came out Most of the time, I can keep it contained. This was the first time, it tried to take over. It's always been a part of me. That's why I stay by myself mostly." She looked at him. I'll understand if you don't want to get involved with me. It's no big deal."
Navarro smiled. "You're powerful and it's not evil. It's a gift. Those who don't understand think its evil. It can become evil if it's not nurtured. Your grandmother, she possessed the same gift?"
Christy nodded. "She hurt so many people. The spirit showed me something. My mother tried to kill herself. That's why I fought it back down. It hurt Momma so much. I can't let it near her again." Christy explained.
"Christy, listen to me. It can be destroyed. I know. My people have banished demons before. Come." He extended his hand. Don't think about her any more. This is our time." Christy smiled and they drove off in his small car.
Navarro waited. Years ago, he visited home, right before his uncle died. His uncle feared him, and when he left he vowed to never return.
"Your people, you mean the tribe here?" Christy asked. A few years ago, he received a letter from his cousin Oman, asking him to come home and visit. He needed to connect with those in his family. Navarro refused. He was alone. His mother was banned when she married his father centuries before. Even though she told him of their bloodlines, the Hualapai people feared vampires. So he stayed away. Years ago, he tried to go home, but alas he did not stay long.
He knew, he knew his people had the knowledge to ban a demon, and now he had to go there. This monstrosity would not take Christy away from him. Tonight he would call Oman.
Christy was silent but she reached for his hand. Navarro pulled her close. "It's Ok, babe. I promise you. It will be OK."
Christiana looked at him, curiously. "So, you are vampire? How did you hide so well? Most people here had no clue."
Navarro laughed, glad that she changed the subject if only temporarily. "Mr. Fashion and his wife knew. I thought I'd fooled them but he busted me yesterday." He added smiling. It felt good not having to stay hidden.
You're different. I've met many vampires, but something about you is unique." Christy added.
Navarro looked away. He was dually gifted. He was vampire, but also gifted with psychic abilities. He could not predict the future, but he was able to sense when something was wrong and prepare for it. He knew that Draven was up to something He never expected him to be a centuries' old vampire with a fetish for his wife.
Navarro went silent. Christy paused. "You don't want a wife, do you?' She asked.
"No, this complicates things." Navarro answered.
"I don't want a husband." Christy whispered.
"Ok, what if we decide to be a different type of husband and wife. We can join but live our own lives. Once we join that eliminates the threat of someone trying to claim either of us, and we can then be free to live." Navarro suggested.
"Wait, what females are after you?" Christy questioned. If some woman thought to claim him, she'd disabuse her of that notion immediately.
Navarro laughed. "You'd be surprised how many women have tried to trap me. The false paternity suits alone have made me remain celibate."
Christiana was upset, "I don't want to hear about those women." She declared. "She shook her head,. "If we marry, you can't sleep with anyone else." She explained.
Navarro sighed, "Neither can you."
"We will have a true marriage then." Christiana declared.
Navarro smiled and took his bride into his arms. Pulling her close, he whispered, "I wouldn't have it any other way." Then he kissed her soft supple lips. Christy had to hold him, as she returned his kisses. Her body was alive with tingles as she held on to the one man created for her by the fates.