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BY THE TIME I GOT BACK to Samuel’s house I was in a tizzy, my mind working over all the possible ways that Rayne leaving school would suck. I’d be out a running buddy, no more kidnapping her from classes just to go for a joyride into the city for coffee. Then there was the topic of her safety. She was a Vampire now sure, but with that newly acquired title came some offhanded needs that would have to be satiated or we’d have her going feral in no time. Ugh. I was frustrated, so much so that I slammed right into two co-eds as they came stumbling out of the house, knocking them both to the cement sidewalk.
“Fuck!” I spat, a puff of smoke ebbing from my lips before I could suck it back. “Wh- Who the Hell are you?”
“Sorry,” the taller of the two managed as she helped up her wobbly friend. They had to be from this year’s freshman pool, maybe sophomores, at best, but what were they doing here?
“We’ll be out of your way in just a sec.” She seemed to shiver, and I could smell the fear as it came off her in waves.
“What are you doing here?”
“I well-” She put her hand to her neck, covering it with her sleeve. “I mean we- Just...”
“Yeah, I got it. Now get the fuck outta here, don’t come back. This was a one-time situation, got it?” I didn’t mean to be testy. Or maybe I did. The idea that Ryane and Keegan were having a little blood party in Samuel’s house kinda pissed me off.
Samuel Fucking McIntyre. I guess you could go so far as to call him my friend, in the end. He was Ryane’s tether to the mortal world; her boss at the Pepper Pot restaurant and he played the role of surrogate dad after her own died five years ago from unexpected heart failure due to radiation treatments. Samuel took care of her. He loved her in his way. That wasn’t why I was mad though. At the top of Samuel’s resume was one word that haunted the likes of the Otherkind, those of us who were more than Human, who deviated from the normal lengths of life and form. Samuel was a Hunter. They spent lifetimes keeping the Otherkind in check and enforcing the laws that governed us, before the sanctions to the Constitution giving us all the rights of the Human kind. For centuries the Hunters and The Hunter’s Association were our judges and executioners. Now here was not one, but two Vampires roosting in his house, feeding and fucking where he once planned his greatest of tasks, to hunt and kill Otherkind swiftly and without mercy. He died trying to help Ryane and I rescue Keegan, something that stood in contrast to everything he was, and I was damn sure he was turning in his grave about now.
I tossed open the front door to moans coming from the couch, I looked over to see Keegan’s head and shoulders as he had his arms out to either side of him on the back of the couch. Ryane was nowhere to be seen, but I could certainly hear her rhythmic movements. I stomped over to them and smacked Keegan square in the back of the head.
“Ow! You fuck!” Keegan growled, grabbing the back of his head as Ryane tried to hide what she had been doing, pulling her pouty pink lips from around his cock quickly and clamping her arms over his nether regions, which in effect hid her bare chest.
“Sig? You’re back already?” She half laughed. “I figured you’d take your time.”
“You- you- don’t- even.” I waved my hands in the air, then pointed back at her. “Really, right here in the middle of Samuel’s living room? You couldn’t take it upstairs? Had to go on and make it even worse right! First, you’re dropping out of school, and now you’re sucking princely Vampire cock in the middle of a Hunter’s house like some common blood whore! Ugh! If Samuel were here he’d tell you to grow the fuck up!” I was fuming, only half meaning what I was saying, but it didn’t matter, it was too late to take it back.
I saw stars, and hit the deck.