Vengeance in Blood (Book 3): Reborn

by Watson, Thomas A.

  Motioning with her chin to the vampire Tiffany just decapitated, “That one was a very powerful telekinetic. He came from the island and has been with Elizabeth for the last six thousand years. That, along with the regenerator, is hitting Kenneth really hard.”

  “That b-bb-bbitch didn’t see a bolt of electricity, did he?” Kenneth shivered as the roaring in his mind slowly faded.

  Kneeling down, Tiffany smiled at him. “No, and I take it, that’s what you got from ‘sparky’?”

  Shaking her head minutely, Besseta looked over with a worried face. “The one he took it from could only use it with touch, not send out bolts.”

  “Trust Kenneth to do something new and improved,” Tiffany said, standing up and holding out her hand. “I’ll levitate you two and we can pick up the babies.”

  Closing his eyes, Kenneth shook his head. “I’m good,” he said, struggling to stand.

  With wide eyes, Besseta gasped at feeling his skin temperature return to normal almost instantly when she stood up, holding his hand. When she let go, the roar in Kenneth’s mind drove him to his knees and he grabbed his head. Besseta grabbed him. “I’m here, baby,” she said, holding him tight.

  Tiffany stood with an open mouth having heard the roar, but as soon as Besseta touched Kenneth, the roar slowly faded away. “You’re what keeps his mind at peace,” she mumbled. “Without you, Kenneth would be driven insane.”

  “Tiffany, shut up,” Besseta snapped. “I’m here, baby,” Besseta cooed in Kenneth’s ear.

  After a few minutes, Kenneth stood up, holding Besseta’s hand. “Yeah Tiffany, we kind of figured that out at the house, remember,” he groaned but Tiffany had other suspicions. “She holds my heart and my mind.”

  Smiling, Besseta kissed him. “Always.”

  “Always,” he smiled. “If you don’t mind, can we hold hands and get the hell out of here?”

  “I’ll carry you, if you want.”

  “Not to say that doesn’t sound kinky, but we can do that later,” he said, turning to Tiffany. “Lead us to the babies.”

  After grabbing the puppies, they led Tiffany to the cars. When they stopped, Tiffany gasped, looking at the Bentley. “Oh my,” she sighed, walking over and holding Jack and Jill close. “Its name is Kiera,” she said, putting the puppies down.

  Besseta pulled Kenneth down to her mouth. “Is that the car’s name?”

  “I don’t know, it didn’t talk to me,” he shrugged. “It seems to be talking to Tiffany.”

  Tiffany spun around. “I want this one, and whatever you paid, I’ll triple it.”

  “No, you won’t,” Besseta snapped and held out the key fob. “It’s yours.”

  Clapping her hands, Tiffany ran over, taking the key fob. Besseta explained how it worked and Tiffany walked over as the doors unlocked. She opened the door and climbed in. “I’ll lead,” she smiled, helping Jack and Jill in.

  Kenneth turned to Besseta and slowly let go of her hand. The roar in his mind increased some and he almost grabbed Besseta’s hand again, but the roar slowly faded away. “I’ll get the clothes from the room,” Kenneth said, handing Clyde over.

  Nodding, Besseta took Clyde and moved over to the Range Rover, hitting the key fob and unlocking the door before putting Bonnie and Clyde in. She turned around, smiling to see Kenneth holding out her clothes she’d left in the room. “Changed already?” she asked, looking at him wearing his khaki pants and polo shirt.

  “You look better in that skin-tight stuff than I do,” Kenneth grinned as Besseta started stripping, and Kenneth gasped, looking around to see a few people standing in the parking lot. “Babe, there are people here.”

  “So?” she said as she pulled on her khaki pants.

  He grabbed her shirt and shoved it over her head, pulling her arms through. “That is my body, woman, and I don’t want other people drooling over it,” he snapped, lifting her up and setting her in the seat of the Range Rover with her legs hanging out. Picking up her tiny loafers, Kenneth put them on her.

  “My, I like the idea of you dressing me,” Besseta grinned when he looked up.

  Leaning over, Kenneth kissed her. “You are entirely too hot to just be standing out in public, wearing bra and panties,” he said and he spun her in her seat, so she faced the steering wheel.

  Looking at Kenneth, Besseta gave a weak smile. “Are you sure you’re okay to drive, baby?”

  “Yeah,” Kenneth grinned. “Tiffany wants me to stop and get some stuff that I use to make my cars happy, but she’s afraid to ask.”

  Glancing out the other window, Besseta grinned to see Tiffany caressing the dashboard as she talked to the car. “I don’t think she’s stopped talking to it since she got in,” Besseta laughed.

  “You two take off and I’ll catch up,” Kenneth said, leaning over and kissing her cheek, rubbing Bonnie and Clyde.

  “So, you’re going to stop and get her the stuff you use to pamper your cars?”

  “Just some things. She can use what I have at the house,” Kenneth answered as Besseta scoffed. “Hey, it’s important to the bonding process.”

  Reaching over and grabbing the door handle, “You’re painting my toes and fingers when we get home,” she stated, feeling left out, pulling the door closed. “I need some pampering.”

  Spinning around, Kenneth shook his head as he grinned. “Gladly,” he said, lifting the door up on the Lamborghini and climbing in. Backing out, he waited and laughed as Tiffany carefully backed out and slowly crept up to the road. “Yeah, she’s babying it,” he said as she pulled out and slowly picked up speed.

  A bit on the grumpy side, Besseta stomped on the gas pedal, making the Range Rover squeal tires pulling out. Seeing the Range Rover fishtailing, Kenneth laughed. “That’s my girl,” he said and he stomped on the gas, just to let the world know his Lamborghini was on the road.

  Chapter Fifteen

  When Besseta parked beside Tiffany, the sun was peeking over the ridge and into the valley the house was sitting in. Besseta jumped out to see Tiffany talking to the car as she opened her door. “Maybe cars just don’t like me,” Besseta huffed with her feelings hurt.

  Tiffany bounced over, holding Jack and Jill. “Oh, Besseta, Kenneth was right! You have to wait for the right car.”

  “Okay, so when am I going to find a car?”

  Stopping her bouncing, Tiffany saw the sadness on Besseta’s face. “Oh, I’m sure we will find yours.”

  “Whatever,” Besseta said, waving her hand.

  Looking down the road, “Where is Kenneth? That car looked like it was fast. Did we run off and leave him?” Tiffany asked.

  “No,” Besseta moaned. “He stopped to get some stuff for you to use on your car until we get home.”

  Jumping as she cheered, “Oh, Kiera will love that!” Tiffany beamed, looking at her car. Besseta just let out a long sigh as Tiffany put Jack and Jill down, letting them play with Bonnie and Clyde. “Besseta, you and Kenneth need to stop taking in others’ powers,” she said in a serious tone.

  Startled, Besseta jumped back. “What?”

  “It’s going to drive Kenneth insane," she said, standing up and looking at Besseta with a grave face. “It’s overloading his mind and I’m noticing, the more you take in, the longer it takes you to calm him.”

  “That was just a powerful telekinetic not to mention the regenerator,” Besseta offered hesitantly.

  “He wasn’t as powerful as me by a long shot, Besseta, and Kenneth used an ability a few hours after taking it in. It took you almost an hour to calm his mind, and you still had to hold his hand for a few hours afterwards. I’ve noticed every time you pull in another ability, it takes you longer to calm him. I’m just saying, you and Kenneth need to be very wary of pulling more in.”

  Thinking it over, Besseta looked up. “You’re basing a lot, on a few instances.”

  “I don’t want you two to risk yourselves like that. At least, not until we can study this. Besseta, I don’t think he got your power of ab
sorbing others. I think his mind takes them as he feeds, changing him almost instantly. Think, Besseta. He used the powers of others shortly after feeding. It takes you days to weeks to absorb a new power. My blood is in him, so he already had the power, but didn’t understand it until he saw in my mind. When he feeds now, I think he reads their minds to see how they use their power,” Tiffany offered, walking over and wrapping her arms around Besseta. “I can’t bear the thought of losing either of you. Kenneth doesn’t even know what he can do, and you are the only one that can keep his mind at ease. If you two keep it up, I think you will lose the ability to calm his mind.”

  “Ability?” Besseta mumbled.

  “Yes, I think that has always been with you but until Kenneth, I didn’t realize it,” Tiffany admitted. “I think that’s why you’ve always been such an efficient hunter, you can calm the mind. That’s why I think Kenneth can’t read your mind like he can mine or anyone else.”

  Besseta hugged her back and buried her face in Tiffany’s chest. “Kenneth has to make himself forget what he’s pulled in from others’ memories,” Besseta said in a low voice.

  “What?” Tiffany said, grabbing Besseta’s shoulders and moving her back to look down at her.

  Not looking up at Tiffany’s face, Besseta mumbled. “When he pulls in memories, they stay with him. Well, the highlights anyway, for the most part, Kenneth has to purposely filter through and forget what isn’t important later.”

  “You’re sure of this?”

  Barely nodding her head, Besseta looked up at Tiffany. “He’s doing it right now. We found some homeless people under a bridge, and he has to make the memories he saw, leave his mind.”

  “Oh, my,” Tiffany gasped.

  “When we left him upstairs after he viewed your memories, his head started hurting and he went back and made himself forget the mundane days of your life. But that is why he fast-forwards in memories until he sees something interesting. He doesn’t want to remember all of it. He did a very good job of blocking me, but when I made him pass out at the hotel, he dreamed about it.”

  Pulling Besseta back into a hug, Tiffany closed her eyes. “He can only take in so much, like a computer,” she mumbled. “Besseta, you have to stop him,” she said, squeezing her tight.

  Giving a grunt, Besseta pushed back and looked up at Tiffany. “He’s doing it, thinking he’s protecting me and you. Now, we have Mickey’s family with us. You think I can just make him stop this?”

  “You must,” Tiffany said, lifting her chin. “If you don’t, I will break his face.”

  Startled, Besseta just stared at Tiffany. “He’s getting better at blocking me.”

  “Because I think you are looking at the wrong time,” Tiffany grinned and Besseta just blinked at her. “When you calm him, is when you should be looking,” Tiffany said and Besseta gasped. “Hold on. First, you will know what is setting his mind off, and you will know how to help him faster. You just try to calm him, when you need to be finding out what is setting him off.”

  Feeling a headache coming, Besseta let out a long sigh. “Man, is that going to make him bitch.”

  “Besseta, if Kenneth goes insane with what he can do, a lot of people will get hurt. As will Kenneth,” Tiffany said.

  Thinking about that, Besseta bit her bottom lip. “Didn’t think of it like that.”

  Hearing Jack and Jill barking, Tiffany turned to see them chasing Bonnie and Clyde around the yard. “I just think you two need to quit taking abilities. At least, until we have studied this,” Tiffany repeated and looked back at Besseta. “Besseta, you still haven’t realized, you’re not hurting. He took that from you. He can’t dive into your mind, but he can shield you from pain.”

  As the realization set in, Besseta’s eyes flashed and her face became hard. “I’m going to spank his ass.”

  Thinking Kenneth earned it, Tiffany kissed her forehead. “Don’t hurt him too bad,” she laughed. “I’m going to check on Mickey and Maria.”

  With a grumpy face, Besseta spun around, looking down the road to the house. “I have clothes for them in the back. Take them inside,” she growled. “Kenneth will be here in a few minutes.”

  Walking over to the Range Rover, Tiffany opened the back and looked up at the sun that was over the ridge in the clear blue sky. Turning around, she loaded up her arms and heard a car driving toward the house. “Besseta? Remember, it’s a bright clear day,” Tiffany called out. “I know you’re mad, but watch what you do. You know the rules, and better remember them.”

  Giving only a curt grunt, Besseta crossed her arms and started tapping her foot as she watched Kenneth speed down the road. Kenneth felt her frustration long before he saw her, but seeing Besseta with her arms crossed and tapping her foot waiting on him, Kenneth started having thoughts of turning around and taking off.

  ‘I’ll catch you and bite one of your nipples off,’ she said in his mind.

  Taking a deep breath as he cringed at the thought, Kenneth pulled up and stopped in front of her. “Yep, she’s figured out that she’s not hurting,” he sighed and lifted the door open. As he got out, Besseta never moved and kept tapping her foot.

  Walking over, Kenneth stopped in front of her. “Babe, let me explain,” he said and took a breath.

  Looking up at him, Besseta threw up her hand, putting her palm almost in his face. “Whoa, buster, you need to stop and listen, or we throw down here,” she snapped. “I’m a big girl, and now I understand why that last one hit you so hard. You took mine and your pain together.”

  “I didn’t want you to hurt,” Kenneth mumbled. “I’m not alone anymore.”

  Putting her hands on her hips, Besseta shook her head as she stared at him. “So, you’re willing to go insane and leave me alone? Kenneth, if you go insane, you’ll die. Not I, nor Tiffany would be able to stop it.”

  Kenneth just stared at her and listened to the thoughts running through her head. Looking down, Kenneth stepped closer. “I’m sorry, but you’re my girl. I don’t like seeing you hurting.”

  “So, it’s okay for me to see you hurting?” she asked, and Kenneth cringed. Seeing she had him off-guard, Besseta relaxed and softened her voice. “Baby, let’s make a deal, right here and now. Neither of us will take another ability, until we understand what we can do together.”

  He looked up with a grin. “Fine by me.”

  Besseta jumped up, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I love you, hot stuff.”

  “Always,” he said and then kissed her.

  ‘Always,’ she answered in his mind.

  Maria stepped back from the window and looked at Mickey. “I swear, the way they act, it seems like they have been married for years.”

  Mickey grinned, wrapping his arms around her. “You always said he would find a good one. I still wish you had put Jenna in the hospital.”

  “It’s not my fault LAPD showed up so fast and stopped the beating,” Maria smirked as Mickey kissed her.

  Still outside, Besseta laughed at them as Kenneth broke the kiss. “I love those two,” she said, wrapping her legs around Kenneth’s waist.

  Nodding, Kenneth looked over as Tiffany came out to get the rest of the clothes. “Well, let’s see what they tell the kids. The kids are going to hate leaving Cali. They love to swim all the time.”

  “Babe, we can build them a swimming pool.”

  Kenneth looked down at her. “Besseta, their house will be in Michigan. It won’t be, but a few weeks, and we’ll have snow on the ground. Nobody likes to swim in ice-cold water.”

  Giving a shrug, “So, we’ll build them a heated swimming pool in a house. I’m not about to tell them they can’t have one,” she said. She listened to his thoughts and grinned. “You do care for them. Money never entered your thoughts one time!”

  “Ah, no,” Kenneth choked. “You have your legs wrapped around me and Tiffany is glaring at me.”

  Looking over her shoulder, Besseta saw Tiffany looking at them with narrowed eyes. “They are taking car
e of the babies and made me part of their family. They get whatever they want and that’s final,” she snapped, lifting her chin and spinning around, carrying the last bags inside.

  Not liking the stern look on Tiffany’s face, Kenneth just nodded. “That’s what I was thinking.”

  Grabbing the rest of the clothes, Tiffany still held her chin high. “After seeing them in your life, I felt your love for them. I know why you consider them family now, and I do as well. Mickey and Maria are good people. They will never want for anything and if you ever mention money, I will break your cars.”

  Feeling numb, Kenneth let go of Besseta, who just held onto him with her legs. “No need to be rude,” he gasped.

  Spinning on her heel as she turned for the house, a small grin split her lips. “You’ve been warned,” Tiffany said, trying not to laugh and speeding up her walk.

  Besseta laughed and then jerked her head, grabbing Kenneth’s jaw and spinning his face to hers. “You’re having trouble reading my thoughts?” she gasped.

  Kenneth gave a tremble. “This is so not fair,” he huffed. “Yes,” he said with a sigh. “I didn’t hear your thoughts until you pushed them out, but I think it’s because I’m tired,” he offered and didn’t even try to cloud his mind with random thoughts.

  Pulling his face to hers, Besseta kissed him and then leaned her head back. “When did you notice this?”

  “After feeding on the wolf, then it seemed to get worse after the others, but like I said, I think it’s because I’m tired.”

  Studying his face, Besseta could hear the thoughts in his mind and shook her head. “You don’t really believe that,” she said in a soft voice and then gasped. “Kenneth, your mind is very clear, it’s almost like my mind is in yours.”

  Kenneth laughed and hugged her tight. “Well, you have my heart, so I guess my mind goes with it.”

  Besseta looked back at the house, getting an idea and then turned back to Kenneth. ‘Tiffany, can you come here?’ she said in her mind, but focused on Kenneth when she thought it.