Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 28

Stella

"You tricked me!"

Leonora sticks out her tongue. "I didn't even have to try-you're a f*****g stupid b***h, to begin with, so not many brain cells were needed."

Growling, I rush forward, ready to choke Leonora to death. She looks too smug, but Raphael grabs me by my dress.

"Now, now, Stella. Take it easy. Deep breaths. I can't have you hurting my elf witch," Raphael locks my arms behind my back, smirking at me as I struggle to escape. "You're so feisty." I glare up at him. "Where are you taking Evan?"

"Somewhere where you can't find him," Raphael replies, pulling me into his chest and the erection in his pants. Does fighting me turn him on? Are you serious? He is so disgusting! "Let go of me!" The bulge in his pants is sickening.

"No, because then you would get in the way of my plans," Raphael smiles darkly at me. "And that's right-I know everything about your little romance with the vampire prince. I'm not stupid. I know you would ruin what I'm plotting if I let you free." "What are your plans?!" I swear to god that I will kill Raphael myself if he touches even a hair on Evan's head!

"I guess telling you won't hurt: I plan on killing the vampire king himself tonight. It will be a hard battle even if we are plenty of werewolves, but before that, I wish for you to look into the flames."

"The flames?!" I exclaim.

"Yes, you must understand that we are meant to be together. I'm so ready for you, Stella. You're my mate, and finally, you will be mine and forget about that stupid vampire." Ready for me?!

I want to puke while Leonora gasps in the background.

Is she upset?

She storms forward, glaring up at Raphael. "But you said you would f**k me in return for telling you the secret Stella told me! You promised to spend the night with me!"

"Quiet, witch!" Raphael snarls at Leonora, making her wince. "I've had enough of your whining! You shouldn't have kept the secret in the first place! You blackmailed me with it, thinking you could get laid and should be happy that I'm not locking you up somewhere too!"

Leonora's lips quiver. "B-but-"

"I don't want to see your f*g face right now!"

Tears run down Leonora's cheek, yet she doesn't budge. She looks heartbroken yet determined to speak her mind.

Her lips open, but Raphael snarls at her again. It makes her face pale, and her legs are now shaking; she is afraid. I would be too in her situation. Alpha Raphael isn't a tiny man and looks ready to kill.

"Are you f*g deaf?! I don't want to see you! Go help the others chain that vampire while I bring this one to see her fate as my breeder. You're no longer needed here, Leonora!" Breeder?

Anger and frustration build up within me until I can barely breathe. I'm so terribly stupid for ever trusting Leonora!

Evan is imprisoned and an unknown location.

Raphael plans on killing the vampire king tonight.

And it's all my fault!

I deserve to become a breeder for being absolutely braindead!

"And you!" Raphael grabs me and sinks his claws into my skin while forcing me to walk. He isn't gentle at all. "Come here."

"Don't be so rough!" I complain. "I'm bleeding, thanks to you!"

"I'm rough because you tried to plot your escape with that vampire when you belong to me! If you want me to be nicer, you better show me some damn respect and loyalty!" "Loyalty?!"

"Yes, because, like it or not, I'm your mate, and you will give me children! I need your ancient blood to make my bloodline strong. So I will stick with you even if you're a royal pain in the a*s!" Royal pain in the a*s?

I lock my lips and simply glare down at the ground.

No matter what, I won't win this fight. So I better look into the fire before Raphael bites off my head.

"Why are all women so difficult? Leonora, who isn't my mate is in love with me, and there is you, my mate, resisting me. Not only that, but you have been busy falling in love with the goddamn enemy..." My eyes narrow, yet I say nothing.

Raphael drags me across the football field towards the fire, past staring and laughing werewolves. How didn't I notice most people gathered here are werewolves?

Guilt ensnares me, and tears prickle behind my eyelids. I'm so worried about Evan. It doesn't matter that he called me a dirty mutt. He hurt my feelings, but he didn't mean it, right? Evan was only lost and confused.

He can't honestly think I'm dirty, right?

f**k, what if they hurt him, or even worse, kill him.

"Move faster!"

Raphael pulls my hair, and I hiss at him. He laughs at my fighting spirit and throws me at the crackling fire.

I almost fall straight into it, but Raphael grabs the back of my dress at the last second to keep me inches away from it. The warmth hits my skin, and I squint my eyes at the bright orange color. "Look into the bright flames, Stella. I want you to accept my c**k tonight. Perhaps knowing I'm your fated mate will make it easier for you? So take a good look, woman."

Again, I hear that snicker inside my head. I try to shut my eyes. Tears are crawling from the corners. I don't want alpha Raphael to be my mate, but there is no hiding from the vision that takes over. Time seems to move slower until ultimately stopping. Every sound dies, and the scenery changes when I lift my chin.

Suddenly I'm staring at a pond in the dark forest that seems taken out of a fantasy book. Everything is too beautiful.

Red mushrooms with white dots are growing by my feet, but they have a magical glow. I stare at them, lifting my nose in surprise, when fireflies buzz past my nose.

I blink multiple times.

Where am I?

Large willow trees reach for the skies, and the water in the pond is murmuring as it travels down a tiny waterfall.

A sudden, soft whisper in my ear makes every hair on my body stand on the edge. 'Look at the ripples in the water!

As if put under a spell, I walk forward with bare feet. I'm terribly afraid but stare down at the water.

There are scenes from my life-the past mirrored in the water. A ripple breaks and a new moving image is shown.

I see myself being born. Somehow I know it's me and hold my breath when the scene changes to the day Ashley's parents killed my mother.

I see her as she desperately tries to run away from the vampires. I'm in her arms as she races over moss and leaves covered by snow. Her breath is wild, and as she looks over her shoulder, she trips.

I fly out of her arms, screaming as my body hits the cold white blanket on the ground. My mother tries to reach for me, but vampires attack her and rip at her clothes.

A scream leaves her lips, and then there is so much blood. My heart screams as I see her fall to the ground.

Her hair, as red and fiery as mine, frames her heart-shaped face. And then she uses her last remaining breath to speak to the little baby lying in the snow. "Live my little sunshine."

The scene ends, and I cry as I stare down at the water. My lips part to let out a broken whisper. "Why are you showing me this?"

I stand deathly still until I hear the same soft whisper inside my head. It's gentle and sympathetic. 'Vampires are evil, aren't they?'

I blink away tears. "Not all of them."

There is a snicker. 'What is that supposed to mean?'

I suck in a deep breath, wetting my quivering lips. "That... That it doesn't matter what kind of species you are. Vampires can be good, and werewolves can be bad."

The voice is silent for a while.

At first, I fear she won't return-the moon goddess or whoever she might be, but soon her voice soothes me again.

'Do you want to see your mate?'

Dread circles inside my chest, and I whimper. "Is it already decided who I'm meant to be with?"

She hums in a playful tone. 'How about I show you instead?'

I don't understand why she sounds so cheerful. "I'm afraid."

'Don't be... Touch the ripples.

I bend down with a heavy feeling in my chest.

Please don't be Raphael, please don't be Raphael.

My fingers reach for the water, and the pond turns into a gorgeous color of green. Warm bubbles soar up from it, and I gasp as I see a face appear in the water.