Here's another installment. I hope you all enjoy it. As usual, leave me feedback and rate it. It's really what makes this worthwhile, that and seeing all of people who read the story.I just finished school (Yay!) and I'm not waiting to start my new job so, I have more free time to dedicate to the story. I'll be writing a story in the interracial section soon so, please be on the look out for that!
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"Alexander Francisco Carlisle, twenty-five years old. Born on August 2, 1868. Son of Alisar and Francesca Carlisle. Net worth 8.2 bi-" Audrienne relayed before being cut off.
"Enough with the bio. Why was he at the house?" Dr. Madden growled, slamming his first down on the top of Audrienne's desk causing the various assortment of knick knacks she kept there to shake slightly.
"We're not sure, sir. He wasn't alone." She added. Audrienne had essentially drawn the short stick and was forced to relay their findings to the doctor, their creator.
"What do you mean he wasn't alone?" He said staring intently at her, his cool grey eyes meeting her green ones.
"She was there, sir. We scented her. There's something else..." She said, trying to hide her uneasiness at being in his presence. "He's a vampire."
She watched as he rubbed his thin, ashy hands together as if plotting something. "Interesting. This could mean that she's aware of what she is." He looked at her as if asking for confirmation.
She used all of her willpower not to squirm in her seat and decided to just lay out everything that they knew. "We are unsure, sir. They were gone before we got to the house. The house was locked completely, some of the others are still working on trying to get in. All that we found was the wallet on the porch, beneath a swing, sir."
"Well find out." He said in his gravelly voice.
"Find out what, sir?" She asked, slightly unsure.
"Her favorite color, her hobbies, what kinds of music she likes." He growled as he stared into her confused face and once more slammed his fist on her desk. "Find out if she knows what she is, you idiot! If she exhibits any traits, where the fuck she is!" He screamed.
She nodded. "Ok, sir but how do we do that?" She willed herself not to recoil as he leaned over her body, staring at the contents of her computer screen and the items she had laid out on her desk.
"Start with him." He said as he turned on his heels and exited the room.
She breathed a sign of a relief. She was always relieved when she wasn't in his presence. Leaning back in her chair, she picked up the picture that they had stolen five years ago. It was of Santana and her family outside of their house in Virginia. She ran her thumb over the girl's image, stared at the green eyes that matched her own. "Santana Olivia Nugyen." She whispered out loud to herself, her oldest sister. She had often found herself looking at the photograph. She envied the girl. She envied her with every passion of her being. Audrienne knew she wasn't the only one who felt that way, nearly all of them did. Santana was free, out in the world, and had a family that loved her enough to protect her for all of those years. And now, they were going to bring her back, back to the fate that they all shared.
The thought of that didn't sit well with Audrienne but she had little choice. She sighed once more and dropped the picture, picking up the drivers license that they had found the night before. "It looks like we're going to DC." She whispered to herself.
She bristled at the squeal that sounded behind her. She knew it was Carmendi without looking, the youngest. "I'm gonna meet Obama!"
-Alex-
The week had passed quickly. It was now Thursday. The week had been filled with classes, paper writing, and getting to know my mate. I was ecstatic that I could now think of other things besides her, able to concentrate on other aspects of my life. I felt so settled knowing that she was now mine. Aislyn had taken her by her place to get clothes and other necessities and It warmed me inside whenever I saw her toothbrush on my bathroom counter or a pair of her shoes in the corner of a room. I paused in wring my paper and smiled as I thought about the previous night in this room.
She had come home from school, feeling stressed. Ash had dropped her off. She was concerned about a lab project, one that required her to be on campus often. She was anxious about my siblings resenting her for having to be at her beck and call. The experiment had something to do with culturing fruit flies and genetic mapping. I wasn't sure of the details. I had concentrated more on her sexy pout than the actual words she was speaking.
"I think we should convince them that I'm fine to be alone sometimes." That caught my attention.
"Ana, it's nonnegotiable." I said, sternly. I watched the defiance flare in her green eyes.
"Alex, I am not your ward." She said, her voice raising a few octaves. "And you are not my daddy. I had one father who liked to tell me what to do and you, friend, are not him."
I had my arms wrapped around her before she could blink. "Friend?" I asked, tightening my embrace. "Am I just your friend, Ana?"
I watched the defiance drain from her eyes, slowly being replaced with...lust.
She shook her head in the negative. "Mate." she whispered.