The Vampire’s Servant
Chapter 173

[Derrick]

The club was pretty impressive. There was a line that went halfway down the block. As I walked past the line, I could smell every sort of supernatural.

Troy's message said this club was neutral territory and had been for years. No one seemed to be fighting or grumbling. They all just looked like a bunch of young people having a night at the club. T

I didn't need to check to see that I had a tail. When I told Mitchell earlier that I had to meet with an informant on my hunt, he nodded, then pulled these two guys aside and whispered to them. I had to pretend I couldn't hear them, but I did. I heard him tell them to stay on me.

He didn't mean it because he didn't trust me. I had a few drinks with him and his boy a couple nights ago. They entrusted me with some stuff and showed me the video of the kids disappearing outside a room and reappearing inside.

Mitchell was looking out for me. He wanted some friendlies around in case things went pear shaped. I had to pretend like I didn't know they were there.

When I got up to the bouncer, I gave him my name and showed him my ID. He was a vampire. A pretty big one. I hoped he was good at his job.

The club was bumping. Music pounded and people rubbed against each other. I was betting there was a lot of interspecies mingling going on. This was my kind of place. You could get the strangest of strange.

I would have to come visit again before we headed out. Maybe find me a little vampire mama to bang it out with. Ever since I tried for that Talia chick, I'd been craving a cold little lover.

Across the room, I saw the girl I was supposed to meet. At least, I was pretty sure she was the one. They said a redhead with glasses and she was pretty much the only one in here wearing glasses.

She had on a tight black dress with a small cut up the side, showing off her milky thigh. One leg was crossed over the other and her legs tapered into some expensive looking heels. I licked my lips in anticipation.

Maybe I could take her into the bathroom for a quickie. She looked like a screamer. If I didn't nail her tonight, I would try again once all this was over.

I made my way over to her and leaned against the bar, looking her up and down as she took a sip of her drink. She set the glass down. First, business, then, pleasure.

"The moon is beautiful tonight." I said.

"It's beautiful every night." She replied in a bored tone.

"Except the nights when it's dark." I answered.

"On those nights, it's even more beautiful. Some of the most wonderful creatures hide in the dark of the night."

"What's your name, Red?" I asked.

"Emmalyn Grove. How did you want to do this?"

"That's a beautiful name." I smiled and leaned in.

"Stop. I'm here to do a job." Emmalyn hissed.

I leaned close to her ear. "Look in the mirror behind the bar. You see those two men who quite obviously don't belong? They're hunters. They followed me to make sure I didn't get in trouble. I have a reputation. Play along and I'll make it worth your while. Maybe even give you a little taste when this is all over."

Normally women couldn't resist when I whispered in their ear. Not even a shiver. Goddess, she was almost as icy as a vampire. That was hot as hell.

She seemed to decide it was in her best interest, because she leaned into me and ran her fingers down my chest. I knew women loved the muscles and flexed them subtly.

"There's something you should probably know about me, Derrick." She purred.

Goddess, I loved how she said my name. It dripped sweetly from her tongue. I could almost imagine her crying it out as I made her see stars.

"Mmm, what's that, baby?" I asked, putting my hand on her knee and tracing it slowly up her thigh.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my chest. I looked down to see she had one of my n****e rings in her hand and was twisting it hard.

"I don't sleep with womanizers." Emmalyn growled.

I whimpered slightly. I'd had the piercings twisted playfully before, but nothing as rough as this. It was really starting to hurt.

She let me go and pushed me back onto my stool. I sniffed. She wasn't even a little turned on.

Running my hand over my head, I looked in the mirror at the hunters. They were snickering. This was the first time they'd seen me be rejected.

Hell, it was the first time I'd been rejected since I was a pup. Back when I was a gangly guy and hadn't built up my muscles. It threw me back to that time. I remembered the girl who had turned me down back then.

She was one of the popular girls in school when I was in ninth grade. By the time I graduated, I'd tagged her and most of her friends. This girl wasn't the high school beauty queen, though.

This girl wasn't so vain. She was obviously immune to the charm of my body. I liked it. I would have to work harder for this girl.

"I'm sorry, Emmalyn. I was just so overwhelmed. You're gorgeous and I couldn't hold back how much I want you. I wanted you to play along so I could try and tempt you later on by learning what makes you itch." I smiled.

"Trying the truthful tactic? Telling just enough of the truth to make me think you're being honest and making me soften toward you?" She scoffed. "Not going to happen."

"I'm not a womanizer. I'm just having a little fun before I settle down. You should be having some fun too, baby. I bet you'd look a hundred times sexier when you were cumming." I winked.

"You're disgusting and will never find that out for yourself. Now, can we get to this exchange? I want to go home and take a shower." Emmalyn sneered.

"I see. It's because I'm a wolf isn't it? Take a walk on the wild side. Try a little wolf, baby. I bet you'll be ruined for all those weak little witch boys." I told her.

"It doesn't matter if you were human, wolf, vampire, or witch, I would never sleep with you. I'm not a bigot. I'm a woman with standards. You should really learn the difference." She said as she reached into the purse on the bar and pulled out a manila envelope. It suddenly occurred to me. I was probably barking up the wrong tree. That explained why my advances weren't working.

"Oh. I got it. You like to dabble with women yourself. Sorry, playette. I usually have a good nose for those sorts of things." I chuckled and pulled out my own envelope.

My envelope was folded to look like it had cash in it. We wanted to make it look like I was paying her for the information.

I slid it over to her and took hold of her envelope. I opened it and looked at a couple pictures. She pretended to be running her finger over the fake money in the envelope I handed her.

Emmalyn smiled and I felt my dick twitch. Man, it sucked that she was a lesbian. She was warm to the touch, but cold in attitude. That smile, though. I f*****g loved it.

She slid from her stool and got close. Emmalyn looked into my eyes with those icy blue eyes. There was something slightly amused in them.

"I date men, not women, and not you. I'm not ever going to sleep with you. Stop chasing. You'll never catch me, wolf boy." She told me. "I'm leaving now. Don't follow me."

With that, she turned and walked toward the offices and restrooms. I watched the sway of her slight hips as she disappeared to the back. Damn, that was one hell of a woman.

'I want that one. Brutus, my wolf, said in my head.

'I want that one, too, man. She's the only one to honestly refuse us. The chase will be epic. I replied.

'Not chase and f**k. Keep and love. That's our mate. I won't accept anyone but her.'

'You sure? We can have our pick of tons of other women.

'None like her.'

He'd decided. I smiled slowly. This would be a different sort of chase. After tonight, I would only chase my little witch. One day, she would be mine.

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The other hunters had rushed off to their car after we got out of the club. I didn't care. I was replaying the night in my head.

Emmalyn was perfect for me, really. She'd keep me on my toes, keep me on the straight and narrow. I would have to do more to get her than just wink and smile.

Soon, I was arriving at the house and parked my car. When I walked into the living room, it went quiet. I looked around. This wasn't the time to be floating on air. I needed to take care of these f***s before I could chase my little witch. "Hey, Derrick. Looks like you had a rough night." Luke snorted.

"Someone followed me. I saw them. I don't appreciate that I'm not trusted to gather my information in peace." I growled.

"We were following you so we could watch out for you, Derrick. We didn't want someone getting you before you had a chance at your hunt. We just happened to see you get turned down hard." Paul snickered.

"That's why she's my contact. She's the only straight woman I can't seduce. She's small and able to make herself blend in with people. She got me some good information tonight." I grinned and approached the coffee table.

I pulled out the envelope and emptied out the contents. Pictures of Marius and his witch, Nightshade and his girl, other people in the house. Finally, an invitation to a graduation party after dark addressed to Marius.

"Looks like our targets know each other and they'll be in the same place at the same time. I looked this place up online. It's out of the way and backs onto the forest. There's an old barn and a burned out old house, from what I can see. It's pretty perfect for an ambush. The place they marked on the property is mostly surrounded by the forest." I told them.

"We could be part of the hunting party to take out Death." One of the men gasped.

"Not just Death." I smirked. I pulled out a photo and pointed at a familiar face. "That's the Traveler. We could wipe out half of the Vampire High Council in one attack. This means we'll have a higher casualty rate than a normal hunt, but I'm betting this will be a small affair."

"Why are Death and the Traveler going to a graduation party for a servant?" Luke asked.

"My contact says she's not a servant. She's a dhampyr. Her dad is Death. Her mate is Nightshade. And his sire is the Traveler." I said. "What's a dhampyr?" Mitchell asked.

"Seriously? It's fine if you've never heard of them. They're pretty rare. Humans almost never see one. She's half vampire and half human." "Half witch, you mean?"

"No. That appearing and disappearing thing must be her vampire power. Witches never mate with vampires. Even the dark ones. They may shack up, but vampires save mating for humans and the occasional shapeshifter." I explained. "You mean these three kids here might just be human and not vampire or witch?" He pressed.

"They're traitors no matter what they are. The other girl is mated to a werewolf. You can see her mark in this photo. She's probably already knocked up with his monster spawn. We need to take them all out." I insisted. "Derrick's right. We can hammer out a plan in the morning. I want everyone rested." Mitchell said.

The group broke up. A few carpooled up and drove out the RV park where they were camping. I went to the family room. They were letting me use the pull out couch to sleep on. It kept me nice and close, right where I wanted to be.

A little while later, I was quietly jacking off while thinking of my little witch. I was leaning my head back with my eyes closed. I wasn't paying attention. It was something that could get me killed in so many situations, but I couldn't think of anything but those glittering ice blue eyes.

It wasn't until I felt two hands on my thighs that I realized I wasn't alone. There were only two females in the house. I opened my eyes.

"Let me help you with that." The daughter said with a smile.

I watched as she pulled my blankets down and slid me into her mouth. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Emmalyn's mouth on me. She let out breathy moans. I needed release.

Pulling her off, I got off the bed and hauled her up, bending her over the arm of the couch and kicking her legs apart. I flipped her nighty up and ripped off her panties. I rubbed my c**k between her legs. "Tell me you want it." I growled. "Beg for my c**k."

"Yes. Please. I want it so much. I'm so wet and ready for you. Take me." She moaned.

I covered her mouth with my hand and rammed myself into her. My hand muffled her startled scream. I began pumping in and out of her, gripping her hip with my other hand as I kept her mouth covered.

Last thing I wanted was to be caught by her dad. I closed my eyes and imagined Emmalyn bent over the arm of the couch. It was almost enough to send me over the edge when her body started squeezing and the girl let out a muffled scream. "Be quiet." I hissed.

She whimpered as I pounded harder. I had to be careful. She wasn't a wolf. She was human, like my Emmalyn. Just hard enough to feel good, but gentle enough that I didn't break her.

I started groaning as I felt myself reaching my peak. She seemed to realize what was happening, because I heard her gasp and pull my hand from her mouth.

"W-wait! Don't cum inside me! I'm not on birth control." She pled in a whisper.

Goddess, getting my Emmalyn pregnant. That would be perfect. The way she would look at me, need me, love me. I was lost in that thought as I started releasing into the warm body beneath me. "What if I get pregnant?" She asked panting once I pulled out.

"I'll take care of everything, baby. You go on back up to your room and clean up. You need to rest for your first hunt." I purred and patted her a*s as she went by.

"Really? You'll take care of me if I'm pregnant?"

"Sure thing." I smiled.

She bounced out of the room and I felt the smile fall into a sneer. Like I would let any of those hunter bitches carry my pups. That was only for my Emmalyn. My perfect little witch.

That was the last time I'd dirty myself with other women. The next woman I stuck it to would be Emmalyn. I was a one-woman wolf from now on.