*Note to readers, since these are supernatural creatures, they have some special powers. One of them being telepathy, so the ' ' means that they are not speaking out loud but telepathically. I hope I haven't confuzzled you, that would just ruin the story. :)
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Christian woke with a start. Sweat poured down his chest, he breathed harshly rapidly. Oh shit. He felt an absent weight and realised Jessica was no longer sleeping beside him.
He sniffed the air. She was downstairs, playing on the playstaion with Steve, Simon and Jake. A small smile crept on his lips. He wondered what Mary had thought when she came downstairs.
'I thought that maybe now I can have some grand kiddies.' She said telepathically.
Christian laughed heartedly. Then his mind whirred back to the dream he had, or more like vision. One that took place last night. He swore profoundly. Tugging on his leather pants and pulling on a shirt he literally flew down the stairs. The house shook, and the lights flickered before he calmed down.
"Thanks a lot dick wad, now we have to start again." Christian scowled at Steve, then his eyes fell on Jessica.
Her hair lay wet, rolling down her shoulders. She sat conspiring with Jake on the best way to beat Simon and Steve.
"Christian?" Mary looked at him worry in her eyes. Only once had she seen him so volatile. But that couldn't be the case surely.
"Where the fuck is van Helsing?! I gave the dude immortality, and he gave me jack!" The household fell silent as Christian rummaged through draws, while he used his mind to leaf through the phone book.
"Christian, his number is on the fridge." Christian rubbed his temples before dashing towards the kitchen.
Jessica looked at the men around her, even though Hulk Hogan was beating her Steve Austin up, she could see that they were all tense, even little Jake.
Were they afraid of him? had she thought him a special vampire, maybe he had just enthralled her. She sensed his presence in the room.
"I'm taking you home!" Jessica flinched at his tone of voice. Yep he had used her, and she had been a sucker in a red dress. She waved goodbye to Mary and promised to ring as soon as she got home.
"Do not judge him too cruelly. He has just received devastating news." But Jessica could still see the fear in her eyes. Slowly she entered the car, and kept her head down the whole way. She couldn't keep the tears from falling. All she had seen in his look had been fake! She wiped her tears fiercely, and as the house loomed ahead she made to open the door.
Her hand stilled as the lock clicked.
"Jess something's come up." oh no, the 'this was a one off.' speech.
"Just let me out."
"No. I care about you Jess, more than I think I should. I found something out and got angry, I don't want you to be afraid of me."
The locks came up, blindly Jessica opened the door and stumbled out. Christian watched as she entered the house. His heart sank, she would never want to be with him again. No one ever did.
'Be there at seven o'clock.' Christian smiled and started up the engine.
...
"Now Jake, don't hassle the baby sitter, and I mean it, no wolf changing. Remember that's why we left Oregon." Jake stuck his tongue at his mothers retreating back.
He was thirteen for moons sake! He could look after himself. Christian tapped his foot impatiently. It was already quarter past seven. This was why he never went out with these guys.
"Mother!" He bellowed. Mary tutted, delicately tracing her lips with a deep red lipstick. Steve fidgeted with his tie before cursing the thing and ripping it to shreds.
"Please people. I have to get to the king now, Vlad could be anywhere". This got them moving, they all kissed Jake goodbye before piling into separate cars.
Christian groaned as Steve changed the station again. He was now behind their parents. He could see Simon now, mocking him. They swerved through Saturday night traffic, making it to the house at half seven.
They trudged up the house where Jessica sat, her head in her hands. She looked up as the Edmond's hurried towards her, an apologetic smile from Mary and they pushed past her. All that was left was a tall man with deep blond hair.
"No kiss?" Jessica gasped, her hands trailed over his face. She didn't even realise. His eyes were a deep blue, and his hair was no longer a died black, but a dirty blond.
In fact although he did look the same, he had an almost human aura around him. She brushed her lips against his teasingly. Christian growled and pried her mouth open with his tongue. Jessica sagged slightly.
He tasted so much like dark chocolate, so rich. Her hands slipped to the buttons on his shirt.
"Baby, not now." He laughed. Jessica feigned annoyance, then clutched his hand. The room was filled with wolves, not even one human. Which meant, he stuck out like a sore thumb.
The room was filled with the scent of raw meet, and Christian could feel himself salivating. But as a human he should be repulsed. Then again what would a human be doing here?
Gradually he changed his aura to that of a werewolf. It was very hard to maintain that appearance.
Jessica knew what he was doing, and couldn't help but marvel at it. Beads of sweat ran down his brow.
"I'm sorry baby." She whispered, as they danced. Christian moaned as she rubbed against him provocatively. This was how it was meant to be. He sniffed her hair and rubbed his cheek against it. He would never forget the feel of her in his arms. they should be together always. Of that he was sure.
... The music stopped and the lights dimmed. A portly man stood before them, a parchment in his hand,
"Presenting his royal highness. King Philippe Valentine VII and the royal family." There was a round of applause. Jessica noticed the Edmond's gathering around them. There expressions stern. Something was up.
"No matter what happens Jess, know that I love you." Her heart stilled at his words. Something bad was about to happen, she could feel it.
...
Christian held Jess to him. Knowing that this was probably the last time he would ever hold her. He felt the golden arm band with the werewolf crest, burn into his skin. King Philippe stood tall, at six' eight, he was taller than all the men. Dark hair fell down his shoulder. His gaze fell upon the blond haired male.
His arms wrapped protectively around his grandniece. His lips turned at the corner into a snarl. All his were-hunters pointed the silver arrows towards the golden man.
