Alpha's Little Vampire Mate
Chapter 82

Marcus's POV:

"She is right?" Chloe asked.

I cursed at myself inwardly, my face heating up in embarrassment. Just exactly the types of situations I hated getting myself caught up in. Why did it feel like I was starting to blame myself for what had-

"Marcus!" She snapped. "A witch also? Seriously?!" My eyes flickered up to hers and I had to winced when I saw the disappointed look in her eyes. "Just how many women have you been with? Tell me this instant!"

I accessed her angry face, she had turned green with jealousy and I knew I had to give a good reply, if I did not want a knife gliding through and poking out in the other side of my neck. "What is most important, is that she tried to kill Lima," I replied.

"So you did sleep with her?"

"She meant nothing to me."

"But you did sleep with her, didn't you?"

I sighed, getting up from the bed and walking away from her. I grabbed my head, gliding my fingers through my hair, as my heart raced. What had I done?

"Do not walk away from me when I am talking to you Marcus," Chloe got up, coming to plant her little figure in front of me. Her face had turned a bright red and her hands rested on her waste. "Why did you sleep with her?"

I huffed in frustration, but did not try to get away from her(for that would have only worsened the situation). Guilt was eating me up in every passing second and her she was, trying to fight me because of her jealousy. "Look babe, that happened many many years before I met you and there was nothing between us!"

She flinched at my sharp tone of voice, a look of hurt passed through her features and I immediately regretted my actions. "Why can you not keep it in your pants? Why are you such a whore?!"

Just when I thought she was going to calm down, she picked up momentum and now, she was practically yelling in my face as she kept smacking me on the chest. "Like I said," I stated with a calm tone. "That is all in the past. Now what we need to know is what relationship is between her and Lima..."

She looked to be in disagreement with me, but then; she also looked to be comtemplating like she was fighting some sort of inner battle, while I just held my breath. "Fine," she huffed, then wagged a finger right in my face. "This is not the end of it, we still have to address the issue of you sleeping with everything in skirts!"

I released the breath I was holding, relieved that I had managed to escape that very grave problem for now. "What do you think?" I quickly changed the topic to the less harmful one, hoping that she would help me with some good explanation.

"What else?" She shrugged nonchalantly. "From what I saw and heard, they were lovers for a while now. He had been helping her with all of the trespassing that had been going on of late and when he said he no longer would, she denied here love for him and nearly murdered him."

"Fuck," I cursed, grumbling under my breath. "Why will she do that? What exactly would she want from me or rather, what relationship will she have with the Dracula?"

"Why don't you keep asking me those questions and see how I smack you in the head with a stick," Chloe reply in a snappy tone, a deep scowl plastered on her face. "I do not fucking know! Everytime we get closer to our problems, a new one arises and it's all beginning to get me sick and tired!"

I kept mute, as I watched her pace the hall restlessly. Her restlessness was obviously not only due to the fact that we had another suspect to figure out, but her own jealousy. I wasn't proud of myself for toying with woman the way I had, but that was a long time ago and I expected her to accept that!

"That Dracula," she started again. "I need to go have a word with him," she muttered to herself, swiftly turning around and heading into the bathroom. "Stop following so closely behind me, are you trying to trip me?" "Where do you think you are going?" I asked, ignoring her harsh tone.

"Closet, why?"

I huffed in frustration, her ignorance beginning to get to me. She took off her clothes and my eyes couldn't stay up as they fell to her huge breasts and remained there. She turned her back to me, slowly taking he thong off, to give me a perfect view of what was in between her legs and my little soldier stood at attention.

She walked past me, not even bothering to spare me a glance, and right into the bathroom. Her eyes me mime as she stood in the open door way. "Take a picture, it will last longer," she said, still with the frown on her face and slammed the door.

I groaned, grabbing my hardness in my hand. She was such a tease, knowing just how to get a man bothered, even when I had a lot of far more important things to deal with. I turned around and walked out of the closet and back into th bedroom.

My thoughts adjusted back to Therese, a witch I had met about ... was it sixty years ago? Or fifty? I no longer was even sure when we met. We had met around for a while, which was what I always did, having wild sex in the craziest places and having the time of our life. I got bored along the line, when she started developing feelings and confessed to me. I told her off and was on my way, that was the last time I ever saw her...

So now, how?...

It made no sense!

There was no way that she was still pained about is not working out, or was there? I made it clear to her that we were just having fun and that was that. She could not have been so angry, to use Lima only to get back at me, could she? Impossible!

Poor Lima, I was sure he felt more hurt about the betrayal than the injuries. He looked to be in love with her. On fact, he was in love with her, if he could betray me that way for her. So far so good, he had been the most loyal subject I had ever had and because of that, I did not have it in me to even blame him for what he did because I knew what it felt like to be in love with that special someone. I would so same and even more, if Chloe were ever to ask that of me.

I would get her for what she had done, I would make sure she paid dearly. Lima was in that damned hospital, fighting for his life and the only crime he committed was loving a sly witch like her.

I took off my clothes, getting into bed as I laid on my back, facing up. Folded my hands behind my head, gazing up at the ceiling, as I waited for Chloe to come out of the bathroom. We had a lot to talk about and if I knew her well enough, I was not about to let her go to bed without having that talk.

I waited and waited and waited.

An hour had past and with how quiet it had gone, I started to doubt if Chloe was even still on that bathroom. If I had not seen her walk in totally and completely naked, I would have doubted anyone who told me that she was in there. I got out of bed, lazily striding towards the door. I walked into the closet, walking past it and over to the bathroom door. I raised my fists and knocked. "Baby?"

No response.

"Chloe, are you in there?"

Still no response.

I grabbed unto the door handle, twisting it and the door cracked open. I poked my head through the little space, but the other side was empty. I pushed the door wider, stepping into the bathroom completely to have a thorough check and still, they was no sign of Chloe.

If it were to be before, I would have panicked but now I knew that she was fun of pranking me with her invisibility ability. She could be perched on one corner of the tub, staring at me right now and I wasn't about to make a fool of myself in front of her.

I made a pose, a smug look on my face as I prepared to taunt her. That was when I felt a gently pat on my shoulder and I stilled, nearly jumping out of my skin. I slowly turned to see Chloe standing and looking at me with crossed arms. I took in her hair, and it was perfectly dried and she was already inger night dress. If anything, she looked like she had been out of the shower a long time ago.

"Oh!"

"Oh," she mimicked, raising one perfectly carved brow in mockery. "Were you looking for me?"

"Yeah," I replied, feeling sheepish.

"Why?" She snapped.

I was confused, not knowing how to reply to such straightforwardness and harshness. "Uh... when did you get out of the shower? I did not see you come in," I finally said.

"About an hour ago," she replied, turning her back to me and leading the way out of the closet and back into the bedroom. As if on cue, she added just before I could ask: "Just incase you wonder, I walked right through the door. I eyed her with caution, as she rounded the bed over to her side and dropped down on the sofa, pulling the duvet up to her chin. I pulled back the covers, getting into my side of the bed but I did not lie down. My back rested against the headboard as I stared at nothing in particular. "I wanna talk," I said in a soft whisper.

There was a little shuffling, as Chloe turned away from me, hugging the duvet close to herself. "If you want to talk about that idiot with the oversized head full of black hair, you can forget about it."

I could not speak for about two minutes as the finality in her tone had rendered me speechless. "Why?" I managed to ask, the word dying down in my throat, coming out as a hoarse whisper. "Wgy don you not want to talk?" I added louder this time.

She craned her neck to the side, giving me a bored look. "Really Marcus? You really do take me for a fool, don't you?"

I remained silent.

"Whyever do you think I came in invisible?" I eyed her, realization finally dawning on me. "I was getting a read out of you, that is far better than whatever lies you had cooked up to feed me with."

That hit a spot and I got angry. "What kind of stupid talk is that? Are you high on something?" I yelled, hating how she remained unmoving, acting like she had not heard me talking. I poked her in the back. "Hey! I am talking to you!" Next thing I knew, I had been flung to the floor and Chloe was sitting right on top of me. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing me but not hard enough to end me. I tried to fight her off, but I could no longer move both hands and when I looked, I saw nothing but I could feel metal restricting me.

"It worked," she muttered, staring at my trapped hands in awe, a smile on her lips. Her gaze returned back to my face and she tighten her grip a bit, just enough to give me a painful choke. Her eyes glowed a blood red and her voice came out as an animalistic hiss. "You were saying?"

I glared at her, my nose flaring as I laid helpless under her. My face was red and my throat was starting to hurt badly but I was not about to beg her.

"Whenever I hear about all the flings you have had in the past, it gets me really bitter and just brings out the demon in me!" She lowered, her red eyes meeting my almost black ones. "If you ever cheat on me, I will rip you to- Boom!