Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 170

Erika

I can't believe this!

How could Leo, my cousin, let Blake shrink me and get away with it? I know I haven't made the wisest decisions as the beta lately, but it's not like I've been a lousy beta by purpose!

And because of the twenty-four hours of shrinking, my life has turned into a battle royale! I can't shape-shift into my wolf, and I'm absolutely defenseless!

I thought I would make it home okay, but so far, I've fought against a squirrel, escaped from an angry seagull, and then gotten attacked by a gang of raccoons! MOTHER NATURE IS SCARY!

I continue making it down the road and look both left and right to ensure there aren't dangers around me.

Luckily my clothes shrunk with me. I'm not naked, but I'm tiny enough for every animal to be a threat!

The mind-link doesn't work. I can't call a pack member for help, and I'm the size of a Barbie-my safest bet is to make it home and stay behind locked windows and doors!

I pick up my speed. Its pure daylights and cars are driving over the street. I hear children playing soccer on a field behind a net, and my heart races inside my chest.

I don't want to be seen! Imagine a kid finding me and deciding that they want to take me home like some sort of toy-what a nightmare that would turn into!

Close to crying, I run on the sidewalk up a bridge. I stick to the bridge's side to not be seen by moving cars. There are no people on this road, but there is one obstacle. A scary one.

In front of me stands a fat, angry orange cat with a tooth sticking out from its mouth. Its long fur hasn't been taken care of, and it reeks of blood and piss.

I stop in my tracks, whispering. "You got to be kidding me..."

The cat freezes, too, focusing its eyes on me. I've never considered cats scary, but this thing equals a furry dinosaur right now. It lowers its fat head and yowls a warning at me.

I gulp, and when the cat leaps for me, I don't think-I throw myself straight down from the bridge! The wind hits my blonde hair, making it fan around me as I scream at the top of my lungs.

I'm convinced I'm going to die. There is a river underneath the bridge and some land next to it. Regardless, I won't survive the fall. I close my eyes, readying myself to die.

But the hard ground never comes. I land in something soft and lift my head in confusion. My hands and legs swim in fabric, and as I lift my head, I realize it's someone's hoodie.

But the hard ground never comes. I land in something soft and lift my head in confusion. My hands and legs swim in fabric, and as I lift my head, I realize it's someone's hoodie.

Shocked eyes, the color of lavender, stares at me. They belong to a man with black, shaggy hair. What is even more shocking is that the mate-bond zaps between us.

It burns and sparkles, but this isn't the time to hang out with my freaking mate!

"Umm..." I hand him a sheepish smile while sitting on what appears to be his stomach. He is leaning against the bridge, and was probably taking a nap before I interrupted. "Thank you for softening my fall!" If I'm not mistaken, amusement washes over his features. His lips tip up by the corners, showing me a hint of his teeth.

Yet he says nothing.

He doesn't have to.

I'm already dizzy.

My mate has a surprisingly beautiful face for being a man. High cheekbones. Full lips. His skin is smooth, and a black mole is underneath his left eye by the corner.

I don't have time to check him out and instead slip down from him without giving him time to speak. My feet land on the grass, and I start moving away from him, stopping when the cat is back.

The beast yowls at me, and I grimace before turning around to hike back to my mate again.

"After giving it some thought, I think I will stay here."

Without asking for permission, I grab the fabric of his pants and climb up to sit on his lap. He blinks at me in response, then let his eyes travel to the cat. Understanding immediately hits him. "You're trying to get away from the cat?"

I shudder in response to his voice, yet manage to nod. "Yeah..."

There is a chuckle. "What if I'm more dangerous than the cat?"

Oh.

I didn't think of that...

With a mechanical movement, I lift my chin. "You might be. But you wouldn't hurt your own mate, right?"

He seems entertained by my answer. Those lavender eyes move over me, and his lips form a smirk. "Mates? What does that mean?"

I stare at him. "Are you serious? Can't you feel this bond zapping between us?"

If he can't feel the mate-bond, I'm in trouble. I don't know this guy, but I kind of self-invited myself to sit on his lap.

Wait.

Maybe my mate is a human, and the mate-bond is an entirely new phenomenon to him, and he just doesn't understand it yet, or something?

"Oh, the zappy-tappy thing? Yeah, I can feel it, but... I wasn't aware my kind could have mates..."

"Your kind?" I narrow my eyes. "Wait, what exactly are you?"

He seems to hesitate for a moment. His eyes gaze deeply into mine, but then he tilts his head and replies. "You're not going to like the answer. I can already tell that you're a werewolf with... Tell me if I'm mistaken, but do you have angelic blood?" Wow.

He can... Smell that?

Oh s**t, I didn't expect that...

What do I do?

Lying probably doesn't serve a purpose here. My senses are weakened since I'm shrunk, but this guy must be powerful if he can tell there is angelic blood coursing through my veins.

"I do," I take a deep breath. "You won't hurt me, right?"

He shakes his head, whispering the answer in a far gentler tone. It's as if he can feel my anxiety. "No, I won't hurt you... I'm just... Umm... My name is Leviathan, but... You can call me Levi."

The world screeches to a halt the moment I hear his name. Levi averts his eyes from mine and grumpily scratches the back of his neck.

I silently study him.

His eyes appear clouded with conflicted emotions. He must be perplexed about this situation, and now that I've heard his name, I share that confusion. "Leviathan..." I whisper.

His cheeks turn slightly red, but he keeps the grumpy expression when he speaks to me. "That's right... So if you want to reject me as your mate, go ahead... Because you've probably already figured out the big problem here." "I have..." I continue to stare at him. "You're one of the seven princes from hell. Leviathan, the demon of envy-one of the demons my alpha and his mate have sworn to defeat."