Chapter 114
Comparative with vampire trackers can control our bond with our beloveds and the blood we drink. The smartest choice for a tracker to catch another species is to sort out their shortcomings."
"Be that as it may, they're spices!" My shoulders slump in shame, I myself have no idea on where we are currently.
Seeing my pain, he moans intensely prior to remaining from his seat and venturing over to me. "Supernaturals are not totally strong, we as a whole have our shortcomings. Werewolves are associated with the earth and the moon; to nature. Hence blended spices can debilitate a piece of you, very much like silver debilitates vampires, and meat and fish make pixies become incredibly sick."
Hunching down, he attaches my wrists to the seat again prior to clearing a few double-crossing removes from my cheeks with his virus fingers, following them down to my shoulders. I whine when he inclines forward and settles his face into my neck, floating over my skin and breathing in profoundly. It disappoints me greatly that I can't move away due to the hard hold he has on my neck.
"I can hear your heartbeat. Your blood is without a doubt sweet as I envisioned. I simply need to taste..." He trails off softly, making me shout out and battle in disdain when his tongue licks a way from my collarbone to the foundation of my neck.
"N-No!" I gasp in dread, turning in my seat as I attempt to move away from him. "Please, d-don't!"
He murmurs hazily, pulling back to stroke my cheek delicately making me withdraw in aversion. "Just relax. It isn't as yet time."
Also, with that he pulls away, as yet waiting as he takes in the injuries littering my skin. His fingertips brush against one of them, through the tear in my shirt making destroys roll my cheeks as his hand then crawls down to my thighs. His hand meanders hazardously near my lower locale making me worry.
"How did a half and half go so lengthy without Kelvining and mating with you, Amanda?" He muses, the other hand following the region of my neck where my Kelvin lies. "Assuming that you were mine, I'd sink my teeth into your neck the absolute first day."
"Beneficial thing I'm not yours then, at that point." I mumble, moaning when he strikes me making blood spray out of my mouth however in any case, I proceed. "He held up on the grounds that he regards ladies, in contrast to you mongrels."
No sooner have I said that, his hand is grasping my throat, red eyes whirling out of frustration. "Goodness truly? He didn't appear to regard his most memorable mate by any means. Did he recount to you that story?"
I grin somewhat at his jeer, needing to punch him square in the nose yet can't as a result of my bound hands. "He let me know the full and legit variant, not the supposed poo you accept. That bitch merited it thus will you when he tears your heart out."
He murmurs out of frustration, tweaking my hair back and inclining forward until we are nose to nose. I glare back, reluctant to withdraw to this man. His hand is as yet grasping my throat firmly and I'm beginning to lose oxygen, his grin demonstrating that he knows about my problem.
"Say goodnight, minimal one." He coos, lifting his hand and twisting it into a clench hand.
I know without even a moment pause is coming.
"What about screw you instead?" I growl, head-butting him making him pull back in shock and slap me by and by.
"Such a loud little bitch!" He snarls out of resentment prior to taking me out.
And afterward it's dull.
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Gabriel Silva's P.O.V.
Day: 6
I run in my beast form with warriors behind me, scouring the land for a trace of my mate's scent. So far we have found nothing which frustrates me to no end. We had spent the night Amanda had been taken scoping out territories we thought the vampires would have taken her to. We concluded that Jake had probably contacted his brother, Andrei, when he knew he was going to die, who then sent more vampires across my territory whilst we were in the midst of a battle.
After seeking out permissions from the neighboring Alphas to search their lands and travel across it, we found ourselves in territories that belonged to vampire clans. I have met with almost all of them and none can tell me where Andrei has disappeared to. It's like hitting a dead end in a maze repeatedly, the further Amanda remains kidnapped the more I grow livid, my beasts itching to take over completely. Regardless, I fight with them no matter how much I want my blood lust to come forth and destroy everything in my path.
We have taken breaks to rest up and hunt for food before setting off again. It has been almost a week and the separation between my mate and I is driving me insane. Nevertheless, I stop and allow our warriors to rest, Chris disliking the idea just as much as I but finally relenting.
We have been searching day in and day out for her and our hopes rose when our best trackers caught onto her scent one day. However, it turned out to be a dead end once more, but it was the place they had kept Amanda in previously. Her scent was stale and we had found where they had presumably tied her up, a lone metal chair had been tipped over with a dark spot of her blood on the concrete floor. The rope was also rough from places where blood tinged the material, the brown color confirming that she had been tied and bled.
I had lost control and shifted that day, wanting to put Andrei through hell for even spilling a drop of my mate's blood. They were all going to be tortured mercilessly by me. I haven't been able to use my dream-walking ability on her either because there is some sort of barrier preventing me, I know that Andrei has blocked her mind from me.
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