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A Twist Of A Vampire’s Fate XXXVIII
Will While I See You Again
SIGHISOARE, ROMANIA
“Naynina.”
Dracon realized he could not use telepathy to reach out to Naynina. He will kill any man with his bare hands if they have taken the love of his life away from him.
“Fuck.”
Dracon reined his horse to the side of the road. He dismounted and hit the horse on the back.
The horse galloped off.
Dracon inhaled the air, he could not smell Naynina or feel her presence in the wind. He ran several yards; he lifted his feet from off the ground and soared toward the skies.
HÉVÍZ, BUDAPEST
Seneca looked down at the woman who laid on his chest wall. The woman who he searched centuries for, only to come up empty handed. He leaned his head down and kissed Naynina on top of her head.
Naynina stirred in her anemic induced sleep. She faintly smelled a familiar scent; yet she could not recollect a face in her subconscious. She thought of Mordecai and the blood gushing from out the side of his neck, and then her assuring he man she would surrender to him, on the account not to pierce Mordecai's heart with a silver stake; thank goodness Mordecai continues to live. She remembered that same man also, then drained her blood until she passed out.
The limousine’s tires made it way over a railroad tracks.
Naynina’s body jarred. She quickly sat up. She looked outside the tinted window. She realized she was now in a moving limousine. She then looked over at the man who sat near her presence.
“Who…who are you.”
Seneca lifted his palm and stroked Naynina’s cheek.
“Have you forgotten the love we once shared, my kisses, my touches, the bed of lust you and I once wallowed it.”
Naynina caressed Seneca’s palm with her cheek. She kissed his inner palm.
“Seneca.”
“You remember,” Seneca whispered.
“I may have forgotten a lot as of late, but I do remember the man who I was mere inches of marrying. How…wait, Dracon, I have to get to him.”
“Unfortunately, Dracon and his men were defeated in battle by the Tremere Clan.”
Naynina inched back. She combed her hands through her hair.
“No, I would have felt it. I still feel Dracon’s presence among me. I could still hear his voice calling out to me.”
Shit, Seneca thought, he did not know the connection between the two would be so strong.
“Naynina, Dracon has met his Maker.”
“Dracon does not have a Maker. His bloodline is from the Ventrue Clan, He is a human hybrid vampire, his mother was human, and his father was a vampire. His bloodline dates back several centuries. I would know that, he stated we were once married.” Naynina’s skin began to tingle. “I feel him near.”
Fuck, Seneca thought.
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Dracon flew up to his front door, which was left open. He turned into human form. He entered his residence. He dashed up the double-grand stairwell. He dashed inside his bedroom. He flashed over to where Mordecai’s back was braced against the bed. Dracon kneeled on a knee. His fangs descended. He bit into his wrist and held it up to Mordecai’s lips.
“Drink.”
Mordecai’s fangs descended. He bit into Dracon’s wrist and then hungrily suckled his blood.
Dracon looked over at the two men who laid on his carpet. He looked down at Mordecai.
“Enough, you should be your old self again.”
Mordecai lifted his mouth and retracted his fangs.
Dracon dropped his arm and then rescinded his fangs.
Mordecai, where the fuck is Naynina.”
“Master, two vehicles pulled up and moments after that, three men ambushed us in this bedroom. As you can see, I took care of two, and the last man, suckled Miss. Polanski’s blood until she passed out. He then swooped her up in his arms and left out with her. I was too weak to move, but I heard two cars pulling off. In one of those vehicles. I head the same man advise someone, he now has the Fairy.”
“I bet that someone is Seneca; shit, I knew that fuck was waiting in the wings to catch me at a vulnerable moment to steal Naynina from under me. Mordecai will you be alright alone.”
Mordecai flashed on his feet.
“As new Master. Now, to hunt Seneca down, will not be an easy task. The man has several castles all over the globe.”
“No man will ever taste that passion, hunger for the thirst of Naynina’s blood, or make her climax, but me.”
“Master, you may need an extra pair of eyes. I can travel with you.”
“My Naynina, my love, and my fight.”
HENRI COAND INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
Hévíz, Budapest
Seneca’s limousine pulled in front of a private jet.
“Private Jet, but you’re an..”
“Vampire, who enjoys the comforts of any mortal man.”
The chauffeur opened the back door of the limousine. He held his hand down to Naynina.
Naynina clasped her hand in his and stepped out the limousine.
The chauffeur pushed the door close.
Seneca had already stepped out the limousine. He pushed the door close and met Naynina at the rear of the limousine. He grabbed onto her hand.
Both walked up the red carpet leaded to the boarding steps of Seneca’s private jet.
Naynina felt Dracon’s presence.
Please do not let him be dead. He promised me he will return to me unhurt.
Naynina looked in the distance, hoping to see Dracon.
Shit.
Seneca and Naynina walked up the four boarding steps leading onto the private jet.
SIGHISOARE, ROMANIA
“Naynina.”
Dracon realized he could not use telepathy to reach out to Naynina. He will kill any man with his bare hands if they have taken the love of his life away from him.
“Fuck.”
Dracon reined his horse to the side of the road. He dismounted and hit the horse on the back.
The horse galloped off.
Dracon inhaled the air, he could not smell Naynina or feel her presence in the wind. He ran several yards; he lifted his feet from off the ground and soared toward the skies.
HÉVÍZ, BUDAPEST
Seneca looked down at the woman who laid on his chest wall. The woman who he searched centuries for, only to come up empty handed. He leaned his head down and kissed Naynina on top of her head.
Naynina stirred in her anemic induced sleep. She faintly smelled a familiar scent; yet she could not recollect a face in her subconscious. She thought of Mordecai and the blood gushing from out the side of his neck, and then her assuring he man she would surrender to him, on the account not to pierce Mordecai's heart with a silver stake; thank goodness Mordecai continues to live. She remembered that same man also, then drained her blood until she passed out.
The limousine’s tires made it way over a railroad tracks.
Naynina’s body jarred. She quickly sat up. She looked outside the tinted window. She realized she was now in a moving limousine. She then looked over at the man who sat near her presence.
“Who…who are you.”
Seneca lifted his palm and stroked Naynina’s cheek.
“Have you forgotten the love we once shared, my kisses, my touches, the bed of lust you and I once wallowed it.”
Naynina caressed Seneca’s palm with her cheek. She kissed his inner palm.
“Seneca.”
“You remember,” Seneca whispered.
“I may have forgotten a lot as of late, but I do remember the man who I was mere inches of marrying. How…wait, Dracon, I have to get to him.”
“Unfortunately, Dracon and his men were defeated in battle by the Tremere Clan.”
Naynina inched back. She combed her hands through her hair.
“No, I would have felt it. I still feel Dracon’s presence among me. I could still hear his voice calling out to me.”
Shit, Seneca thought, he did not know the connection between the two would be so strong.
“Naynina, Dracon has met his Maker.”
“Dracon does not have a Maker. His bloodline is from the Ventrue Clan, He is a human hybrid vampire, his mother was human, and his father was a vampire. His bloodline dates back several centuries. I would know that, he stated we were once married.” Naynina’s skin began to tingle. “I feel him near.”
Fuck, Seneca thought.
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
Dracon flew up to his front door, which was left open. He turned into human form. He entered his residence. He dashed up the double-grand stairwell. He dashed inside his bedroom. He flashed over to where Mordecai’s back was braced against the bed. Dracon kneeled on a knee. His fangs descended. He bit into his wrist and held it up to Mordecai’s lips.
“Drink.”
Mordecai’s fangs descended. He bit into Dracon’s wrist and then hungrily suckled his blood.
Dracon looked over at the two men who laid on his carpet. He looked down at Mordecai.
“Enough, you should be your old self again.”
Mordecai lifted his mouth and retracted his fangs.
Dracon dropped his arm and then rescinded his fangs.
Mordecai, where the fuck is Naynina.”
“Master, two vehicles pulled up and moments after that, three men ambushed us in this bedroom. As you can see, I took care of two, and the last man, suckled Miss. Polanski’s blood until she passed out. He then swooped her up in his arms and left out with her. I was too weak to move, but I heard two cars pulling off. In one of those vehicles. I head the same man advise someone, he now has the Fairy.”
“I bet that someone is Seneca; shit, I knew that fuck was waiting in the wings to catch me at a vulnerable moment to steal Naynina from under me. Mordecai will you be alright alone.”
Mordecai flashed on his feet.
“As new Master. Now, to hunt Seneca down, will not be an easy task. The man has several castles all over the globe.”
“No man will ever taste that passion, hunger for the thirst of Naynina’s blood, or make her climax, but me.”
“Master, you may need an extra pair of eyes. I can travel with you.”
“My Naynina, my love, and my fight.”
HENRI COAND INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT
Hévíz, Budapest
Seneca’s limousine pulled in front of a private jet.
“Private Jet, but you’re an..”
“Vampire, who enjoys the comforts of any mortal man.”
The chauffeur opened the back door of the limousine. He held his hand down to Naynina.
Naynina clasped her hand in his and stepped out the limousine.
The chauffeur pushed the door close.
Seneca had already stepped out the limousine. He pushed the door close and met Naynina at the rear of the limousine. He grabbed onto her hand.
Both walked up the red carpet leaded to the boarding steps of Seneca’s private jet.
Naynina felt Dracon’s presence.
Please do not let him be dead. He promised me he will return to me unhurt.
Naynina looked in the distance, hoping to see Dracon.
Shit.
Seneca and Naynina walked up the four boarding steps leading onto the private jet.
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