Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 121

Nora

I don't want to attend my sister's wedding.

I hate her future husband, Leo Saint. He is the devil reincarnated, and anyone with a lick of reasoning knows this to be the truth. There might be angelic blood coursing through his veins, but Leo is evil.

The sad thing is that no one else besides me seems to know this to be the truth.

Growing up, everyone at my school respected Leo and worshipped a him as if he was more than an alpha. They treaedt him like a god and behaved as if his words were their religion.

It pissed me off so much...

Lunaris is mainly filled with vampires and werewolves; they got starry-eyed whenever Leo gave them his attention. Power seems to make a fool out of everyone, and people seemed to think serving Leo would make him respect them. Think again.

Leo cares only about himself and my sister.

What a pair they make.

Despite Lily being my twin, her red hair isn't untamed like mine. She is thinner than me and doesn't suffer from acne-prone skin. Neither is there a scar slashed across her face.

Lily is beautiful, and Leo is the only one who can rival her in physical perfection at our school.

The guy might be the devil, but he has the face of an angel. Green eyes and high cheekbones. Carved to perfection as if the one creating him was a sculptor.

His dark hair has blonde highlights. It's so thick and perfect that I bet he could make shampoo commercials. Yes, he is that annoyingly pretty, and it's incredibly irritating.

The only thing Leo didn't have through most of his life was height. Late puberty made him scrawny and short. It made me feel oddly protective around him, and in his younger days, I tried to become his friend-only for the guy to frown and ask about my scar. I remember replying to Leo, "It's none of your business how I got the scar on my face!"

He laughed and called me, "Ugly Duckling."

And the nickname stuck. I've spent years hearing it and hate it almost as much as I hate Leo Saint.

But luckily, I haven't seen the rascal since I was fourteen. I changed schools. I'm only in Lunaris during summer because of my sister Lily's wedding in two weeks.

I frown but quickly recover.

I can handle seeing Leo at the wedding. My sister and I will turn twenty in two weeks, and the plan is for them to get married once the mate-bond kicks in at the ripe age of twenty.

I can handle it.

Life is great.

Summer is here, and I'm eating ice cream on the couch, legs folded sideways underneath me.

Since I can't turn into a wolf, I have decided to take it easy this summer in Lunaris, and once Autumn comes, I will be moving into my brother William's mansion.

He has more kids on the way, and Rebecca needs help. They have five kids already, and they are all little whirlwinds.

I shudder.

My brother's kids are insanely powerful and already awakening to magic abilities-becoming my brother's nanny will be a challenge. But I love Rebecca, and I love William. He is my favorite sibling. Lily and I get along like snow and salt. Lily is the one who scarred my face.

I haven't told our parents about it, but when I pissed Lily off when we were little, she beat the crap out of me.

Then, as I was bleeding, Lily sneered at me, "Mom doesn't love you as much as me because you're a basic bitch."

Those words still cut into my heart.

I flip the channel on the TV only for the doorbell to ring. My parents aren't at home, and I sigh.

"Coming!"

I head to the hallway and put my bowl of ice cream on the coffee table to unlock the door. I'm barefoot and only wearing a floral dress and a pair of dirty shorts.

My hair could really use a shower.

Yet I have enough manners to know I should appear friendly; I open the door with a forced smile.

"Hello, how may I help you?"

I'm met with the wall of someone's chest. It's a defined one with perky n*****s hiding underneath a grey t-shirt.

Holy s**t.

Is it possible to even be that broad?

Astonished, I also do a double-take on the size of the person's tanned, muscular arms. They are huge, round, and juicy, and I actually gulp before I lift my eyes to their face.

Green, familiar eyes meet mine, and I take a step back into the hallway before hissing. "Leo..."

Amusement crosses the handsome face I haven't seen in almost six years. Leo is older now, obviously. There is no sign of his angelic boyish beauty. Nope. Much to my displeasure, he has been eaten up and replaced by a huge man. "Ugly Duckling."

I narrow my eyes. "You're still going to use nicknames?"

"Of course," Leo arches an eyebrow. I hate that I have to look up at him now. It's beyond humiliating. "You could be using mine too, but," his teeth glisten in his smirk. "Shorty might not be fitting anymore. Unless you want us to trade nicknames?" I growl at him. "What do you want?!"

His face turns serious. "You haven't responded to your sister's wedding invitation, and she wants to ensure you will be there. Therefore, I came over to personally invite you."

I glare at his outstretched hand when he holds out an envelope. It's the same one I received in my mailbox a couple of weeks ago.

"Why didn't she come here herself?" I ask, unable to hide the venom from my voice. "Lily knows that you and I don't get along. If anything, I see less of a reason to come to the wedding now." "How so?"

"Because I'm reminded of who she is marrying!"

To my surprise, Leo bites back a smile. "Ouch, you sure haven't changed at all, and those six years apart certainly haven't made you any kinder either. You're still fierce."

"You deserve it! After all the bullying you've put me through, it's hardly a surprise I dislike you!"

"Oh, do you think I'm the only one who hasn't been kind? If so, think again. You were a nasty brat when we grew up. You called me names and shit."

"You were far worse!"

"Really? Give me an example."

"After I jumped down from the highest platform at the local pool and lost my top, you pointed at me and said, 'Look! Nora has banana t**s. They hang down to the ground!' and everyone looked!"

"Oh please," Leo rolls his eyes. "You had t**s early, and every freaking kid was forced to hide a boner at the local pool."

"Huh?!" I glare at him. "What do you mean?"

"Figure that out, will you," Leo shoves the letter into my hands by force. "Also, you were mean. You said that if you were forced between drinking venom or becoming my friend, you would choose the venom every day of the week. And when the other person asked you why, you said I'm a known backstabber, and you would die either way."

I freeze. I had entirely forgotten that sick burn. That was mean to say, but I'm sure Leo deserved it. He made my childhood hell together with his partner in crime-Lily.

"Whatever, Leo..." I clutch the envelope in my hand and meet his sullen eyes. Even in anger, he is handsome. I swallow down these confusing butterflies I feel; yuck. My own body is betraying me. "Will you be at the wedding?"

"Yes. I will be at the wedding-are you happy now? Can you please leave before I barf?"

"Barf?"

"Don't ask me why, but there is just something about your evil face that makes me want to barf. Looking at you makes me think of all the horrible things you've done, like telling every guy that you would kick them out of your pack if they asked me out." "You were fourteen-you didn't need guys ogling you back then, okay? I did you a favor. You were a naive teenager looking for your prince in shining armor, and every older guy was licking their lips as soon as they saw your boobs. You didn't need those perverts in your life."

I snort at him, unconvinced. "As if that's the reason you kept those guys away! You didn't want me to find someone because you're a demon! All you wished for me was misery!"

He sighs heavily. "There you go again, insulting me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. Is your ice heart hurting?"

He waves an idle hand. "No, no, don't worry. Go on. Give me your worst, Nora. It's been years since anyone dared insult me to my face. I'm an alpha, and most people respect me, but it seems you're different. I can't tell if you're stupid or simply don't give a f**k." "I don't give a f**k."

Leo's heart-shaped lips, surrounded by attractive dark stubble, pull in a half smile. "I thought as much." He shakes his head at me, laughing a bit. "At least you're brave."

"Yeah, anyway, you're leaving, so goodbye-"

Leo presses his shoe between the door, smiling at me with fake innocence.

"Do you have coffee? It was a rather long journey here."

I glare at him. "You live two blocks away!"

Ignoring me, he pushes open the door and walks past me. He towers over me now. It baffles me that this is the same scrawny little kid I used to call shorty.

Leo looks around the hallway, his gaze lazily taking in the place before he heads for the kitchen.

"Where are you going?!"

"How do you want your coffee?" Leo asks over his shoulder, already opening the fridge. "Milk?"

"You did not just self-invite yourself for a Swedish Fika!"

He looks me over, his eyes widening when they settle on my breasts. His attention stalls, but his irritating, slanted smile reappears when he meets my glare.

"Isn't it weird that you and Lily are twins but don't look the same?"

I get defensive and cross my arms over my chest. "What is that supposed to mean? Another insult hinting at me not being pretty? Come on, is that the best thing you got? Spitting at my appearance to make yourself feel better about yourself?" "Who said I meant it in a bad way?"

Leo grabs a cheesecake from the top drawer of the fridge. I'm the one who baked it. I flush a little when his tongue darts to lick his lips. He seems hungry for it and sets it on the table. "Because the day you compliment me is when pigs fly across the skies."

Snorting, Leo sets a cup underneath my parent's coffee machine. He presses a button. Seemingly amused by my sentence. His lips are still curled in a smile when he faces me.

"You really hate me, huh?"

I don't even hesitate. "Yup."

"Well, that's too bad because you and I need to talk."

Discomfort settles over me. I don't like Leo's tone. It's suddenly so severe, and I briefly fear he will use it against me.

"About what?"

"I didn't just come here to invite you to the wedding. There is another reason I'm here," Leo says. "The demon activity has been low since we defeated Satan, but I think the remaining five demon princes are plotting something." "And what does that have to do with me?" My voice is laced with venom. It's always been a letdown that I'm the most useless person in the family. "I refuse to believe you're here because you need my help defeating those demons." Leo inhales. "I'm just going to come out and say it."

"Do it." What could he possibly hide?

"Your mother had a vision of her daughter marrying me, right? She thought it was Lily who would wind up being my mate."

"That's right."

"Well, I think there has been a mistake," Leo meets my eyes with an expression I can't read. "I think you're my mate. Not Lily."