“Why are you doing this to me?” She asked Raphael innocently. “All I want is for you to send me home. I…I just have too much floating around in my head right now. You keep fucking with my brain, just….go away and leave me alone, or kill me, and get it over with.” Melanie said, as her voice quivered uncontrollably.
"I have no intentions on killing you, only in another way, if you would ever allow me to chere." Raphael purred. "I'm not sure what you have done to me, but I'm finding you irresistible," the dark vampire confessed. "I believe it is you who now holds power over me."
"No, I believe you like toying with me, you used your power over me in the club, and the first two times, and I'm just fu….Raphael interrupted Melanie quickly.
"I've used my power on you only once Melanie, the other night, you enjoyed everything I did to you, thoroughly, without any help from me. I will even go as far to say, you were wetter than the times when I had power over you." Raphael said, as his cock hardened against his leather pants.
"I can only say, I wish you were mine, and Thorne should fucking know how lucky he is to have you. I hate to fucking admit that, but I do," Raphael said, sitting on his haunches, staring into an unseen abyss.
"What are you saying?" Melanie asked. For the first time since her capture, a flicker of hope emerged within her.
"I'm saying, I think I need to let you go. I can't do this anymore…"If you stay near me any longer, you may regret my actions, and I'm unsure how long I can hold out Melanie." Raphael said, consuming her with his dark gaze.
Raphael continued speaking, rambling on about how he held so many regrets from his human life, that they multiplied into his vampire existence.
"I'm tired, and you need to go…I think." Raphael said, not believing himself.
"What's wrong with you?" Melanie asked. “Is this a trap, because, I swear, if you try to hurt Thorne, I’ll rip you to shreds.” She threatened.
"No time for questions, my sweet chere," Raphael murmured, lightly stroking her cheek with his index finger. "I'm going with my gut. Also, you wouldn’t have the heart to turn on me. I no longer wish to harm Thorne. It is done, everything is over with.” Raphael said solemnly.
"I do believe you've lost your bloody mind vampire!" Kyle Sway bellowed, swiftly entering the cell. You fucking bloodsucker, I knew you couldn't be trusted!" Kyle yelled. The man was sporting a freshly sharpened stake, and it had Raphael's name written all over it.
"Take your fucking money back, but you're not harming her." Raphael hissed.
"Well hell, a vampire with a guilty conscience. Damn man, I never thought I would see the day when you, of all bloodsuckers developed a conscience. What's the matter, she got you pussy whipped, huh?" Kyle chuckled as Raphael slowly stalked him. Quickly, Kyle pulled some type of contraption from his pocket.
"Take another move towards me bloodsucker, and I'll blow us all up!" Kyle swore. "You have honestly fucked me over man. I should have known something was up when you insisted she was sick. "Now, you both will pay dearly….
* * * * * *
Thorne called Storm on his cell phone, describing the building where Melanie was. Hawk was exhausted, and another vision allowed him to penetrate the spell that had been cloaking Melanie's whereabouts. The elderly wendigo rested on his side, in the back of the car, his strength horribly depleted since he used all his power to reunite Melanie and Thorne. Now was the time to implement the plan, preserving the clan for the next few centuries.
"How you doing back there Hawk?" Ronnie asked, turning on the dome light, and quickly looking back at the shaman, who nodded, but still looked weary.
Ending the conversation with Donovan, Thorne quickly explained Donovan knew where the old warehouse was, and was closer to it than they were. Donovan gave Thorne directions, which stuck in Thorne’s mind like a fly to flypaper.
"Finally, we're getting somewhere!" Thorne said excitedly. "Donovan knows exactly where she is. I gave him the description, and he knew! I have the directions, turn here Ronnie, and hurry!"
"Well, just remember what Hawk told you, don't go in with anger, use your instincts man!" Ronnie gently reminded Thorne.
"You know, for the first time in my life Ronnie, I think everything will be alright." Thorne confessed.
“For the first time in your life, young wolf, you’re thinking in a positive manner,” Ronnie said smiling.
* * * * * *
"Donovan, slow down, please, you're going to draw unnecessary attention to us!" Natalie exclaimed. "I think you may have lost Brady and Isaac too!" she added, turning around, looking for the black Lexus.
"Nat, stop being a back seat driver, it's on now! Those bastards will pay dearly for kidnapping Melanie! Donovan turned a corner, damn near running a pedestrian over. Reaching their destination, Donovan parked around the corner, turning off the ignition, while Brady and Isaac slowly pulled up behind them.
“This place smells of the black arts!” Donovan hissed. “Nat, I would tell you to wait in the car, but I know you can hold your own, especially once you shift into a werewolf. “Now, just be careful, I’m telling you, there are some traps around here!
“Yes, I can sense it too Donovan!” Isaac said. “My mojo is telling me something ain’t right in there. I wonder how many creeps who deal in the black arts are covering Kyle’s ass!” The bald headed man said, ending his sentence with a hiss.
“Let me see what’s going on in there!” Storm suggested.
“Now, how the hell do you plan on doing that son?” Donovan asked.
“I can project my spirit to any place I choose, and even if the place is rigged, I’ll know.” Storm explained, soon after the words left his lips, the man appeared to be in a coma-like stare. Brady studied the tall man in awe, waving his hand in front the man’s face.
“Wow, cool man!” Brady exclaimed. “Check it Isaac!”
“Every little thing appears to amaze you, doesn’t it Brady?” Isaac asked in a whisper, slowly shaking his head.
"Dude, I swear….!" Brady exclaimed.
“Shut up Brady, you don’t want to jar the man out of his body for good. Stop waving your hand across his face.”
Upon seeing Donovan’s car, Ronnie parked on the opposite side of the street.
“I need to stay,” Hawk said. “I need to keep protection out here, while you are inside.” The shaman suggested.
“I agree Hawk,” Ronnie said. You’re much stronger in spirit form, and I’m sure you can stave off any attack from dark spirits.” The man said.
“I don’t know Ronnie, I don’t want to leave him out here!” Thorne warned. “I don’t have a good feeling about this.”
“Thorne, take Ronnie, and go. Remember what I said to you earlier.” Hawk warned. With that, the man sat straight up in the back seat of the car, chanting an old Chippewa prayer. There was no wind, no people, just dead silence, and an electrifying aura, haunting the vicinity of the warehouse.
“Come on man, you won’t win, and he’s right. He will do us more good waiting in the car.” Ronnie said, locking all the doors with the remote. The two men dashed across the street to join the others.
When Storm projected his spirit into the warehouse, a cold chill engulfed Jay, and an old familiar spirit seemed to surround them all.
“I don’t know, but something doesn’t feel right, I’m not liking this,” the medicine man said in a low voice, and nervously shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
“No, he’ll be alright,” Thorne suggested.
* * * * * *
Storm quietly strolled through a large open area, unable to detect or sense anything except a foul odor within the air. As he exited the area, he turned down a small corridor, running into Darius and Dane.
“Storm, is that you?” Dane asked, with a surprised look on his face. Dane and Darius were all too familiar with the wendigo warrior's presence.
“Lower your voice vampire!” Storm growled in a low voice.
"Don’t go getting all defensive m
an, do you have back up outside? If so, you need to get everyone in here, I don’t think you can shift to your wolf form while you’re a spirit.” Darius quickly said. Kyle and Raphael went at it for a while. Kyle was going to stake Raphael for defending Thorne’s mate.” The vampire explained.
“What?” Storm exclaimed.
“Look man, we’re on your side, don’t ask about Raphael, I have no idea why the sudden change, but he seriously went to bat for Thorne’s mate, I’m telling you. He’s injured, thanks to some ugly ass beasts Kyle has protecting the joint.” Dane said. “Go, get whatever help you have and get them in here, quickly!”
“Kyle is a one man show. He has this fancy ass equipment, and he’s into some kind of black magic, he summons beasts, and they protect him. He’s like a master of illusion, he’ll fuck with your mind, so be careful!” Darius warned. “Hurry up damn it, there isn’t much time to explain,” the vampire whispered.
No one ever saw the large dark shadow that charged Dane until it was too late. The shadow creature sent Dane hurtling into large wooden crates on the opposite side of the room. Darius, hissing and baring fangs dodged the hideous creature with saliva dripping profusely from it’s fangs.
Get the hell out of here man, I think there are more of those things, that’s what’s been….The beast ripped through Darius’ shoulder, spilling blood across the floor. Howling in pain, Darius clashed with the beast, rolling on the floor. Storm quickly projected himself back to his body, shocking everyone as he sharply inhaled a deep breath.
“The shit’s hitting the fan inside,” Storm told everyone. “Look, we need to get in there. From what I could see, Kyle’s running the show from all angles. Darius and Dane warned me about them….
What!” Thorne exclaimed. “You can’t trust those two birds Storm, have you lost your fucking mind?” Heading towards the building, Storm warned Thorne about his temper.
Yeah Storm, remember Hawk’s warning, keep your temper in check, it could cause you to lose Melanie, forever.”
Yeah son,” Donovan added. “Then I’ll have to kick your ass up one side and down the other. Okay everyone, here goes nothing. Once we’re inside, split up, and go in opposite directions. If we can find those vampires, that will be a big help…
What the hell is that?” Natalie asked, shocked at an eerie two-headed beast charging her. The exquisite woman shifted into a tall reddish-silver werewolf. The slimy, scaly critter with fangs and blood red eyes howled as Natalie slashed it’s throat. Collapsing, the beast hit the floor with a loud “thud.”
Brady, Donovan, and Isaac’s senses were off the charts as they detected several more of the beasts coming their way. One charged Isaac, barely scratching the man’s bald head, when Isaac ducked. Reaching down into his boot, Isaac pulled out a five inch instrument. Pressing a small button, it grew in length, gutting the creature.
Jay, Thorne, Storm and Natalie had their own problems dealing with strange cat-like creatures who insisted upon going for the proud warriors’ eyes. Each man shifted into tall, black wendigo werewolves, bravely fighting for their lives. Darius and Dane came around the corner, joining in on the fight. Bodies were flung about in such a vicious manner, that the beasts charging Donovan and his crew managed to lose themselves a few body parts.
“I’m going to rip your intestines out and strangle you with them.” The female cat creature purred as she foolishly closed in upon Natalie, who growled viciously, before lopping the creature’s head off in one fell swoop of her hand. Anger and rage coursed through Natalie’s body as she saw one of the hideous green creatures biting into Donovan’s shoulder, and another wrestling him to the ground. It hissed loudly as Donovan dug his claws deep into it’s chest, accidentally missing the hideous creature’s heart. Rage propelled Natalie towards her mate as she hurled one creature into the wall, and cruelly snapping the spine of the other.
* * * * *
Melanie clung tightly to Raphael as the two scurried through the cluttered warehouse, undetected by the hideous creatures Kyle summoned to watch over them. Raphael was wounded, and without feeding, his strength was severely depleted. Guiding Melanie towards the nearest exit he could think of, he explained to her she would have to leave.
“I’m not going anywhere without you.” Melanie whispered. “You saved my life, and I just can’t….
“Dancer, you need to listen to me, and get out of here. I don’t think you want to know what will happen if these dark creatures were to get loose in the city.” Raphael warned. “I played my part in creating this mess, now I need to clean it up.”
“But Raphael, why must….
Kyle ambushed Raphael from behind, pushing the weakened vampire into a crate, and stabbing him several times, with a stake, in an effort to dust him. Raphael turned, catching Kyle in the jaw with a claw, ripping at flesh. Kyle howled in pain through gritted teeth as Raphael caught him in the throat, lifting him against the wall. Just then, Jay Thorne, and Storm had located Melanie.
Sniffing the air, Melanie caught Thorne’s familiar scent. Relief flooded through Melanie as she gazed into familiar wendigo eyes. Her heart did flip flops when she saw joy in the wendigo’s eyes. He was very happy to see his Melanie.
“Ma’iingan” “My wolf,” Melanie exclaimed, breathlessly. The wendigo gazed at her, nodding it’s head indefinitely, then glanced at Raphael, who was in the process of ripping Kyle’s heart out of his chest. The vampire was covered in blood, and his eyes glowed with bloodlust as he slowly looked his old nemesis, Thorne over from head to toe. Thorne’s lips curled baring his teeth to Raphael, who in turn, did the same.
Isaac and Brady came rushing in from one side of the warehouse while Ronnie, Natalie, and Donovan joined them all. Upon seeing her daughter, Natalie shifted into her human form, her clothes hanging loosely from her body. Melanie clung tightly to the fur around her, since she was still in the nude.
“Are you alright Melanie?” Natalie cried. Donovan joined in, grabbing his daughter, holding her tightly, sniffing her.
“Melanie,” Donovan murmured softly, quickly looking at Raphael, then Thorne who had shifted back into his human form. The team had ultimately destroyed the creatures, but Danoir approached them all quickly, informing them the critters would continue to enter the portal that Kyle purposely left open. Raphael turned his head upon seeing Melanie throwing her arms around the warrior.
Anger slowly coursed through Thorne, until he remembered Hawk’s strict words. It took every last bit of strength within not to lash out at his mate. Raphael’s scent was strong on her, and although he knew the two didn’t have sexual intercourse, Thorne knew Raphael had tasted, and pleasured Melanie. The young warrior struggled hard with that knowledge, remembering if it weren’t for his reaction to her heritage, she wouldn’t had stormed out of the house, and none of this would be happening, probably.
“Thorne,” Melanie murmured. Its
“There’s no time, you all need to get the hell out of here, fast.” Raphael said, "That’s if you want to live.”
"Are you threatening us?” Thorne asked, shooting the long-haired man a look that he knew what he’d done with Melanie.
“No Thorne, but this place is about to be destroyed. Furthermore, my fight with you is over, I hold no animosity towards you or your clan.” Raphael confessed. “Its over. Danoir, Darius, and Dane, you will tell the rest of our clan that there will be no more fighting the Black Claws.” Raphael said in a demanding voice.
The vampires stood, looking at Raphael in awe. Even Brady and Isaac were a little shocked. Surely this wasn’t the Raphael they’d come to loathe and despise.
“Won’t you be returning with us to New Orleans,” Danoir asked Raphael.
“No, I won’t.” Raphael said, with no regret on his face. Danoir noticed absolute content upon Raphael’s face, and for some weird reason, that was soothing to him.
Raphael approached Thorne. Thorne backed away, out of fear of lopping Raphael’s head off, until Ronnie eased him forward, remin
ding him of Hawk’s warning.
“Now is the time for complete change Thorne,” Ronnie coaxed. “It’s time to make peace, instead of war. Our clans have fought for the longest time, and that didn’t help our losses Thorne, you know that.” Ronnie stated. “This is what Hawk was speaking of.” Ronnie said, looking at the others who had puzzled looks on their faces.
“I’ll explain more once we get back to a place where we can talk, but for now…
Ronnie’s voice trailed off in terror at hideous sounds coming from another part of the warehouse. More creatures were working their way through the portal Kyle had spitefully opened up. He decided if he were to die while trying to strengthen the black market, he’d take down all of mankind as well.
“You need to go,” Raphael hissed.
“Raph man, what about you?” Danoir asked.
“Don’t worry about me,” Raphael smiled, taking a small hand-held gadget from the belt loop of his black leather pants. “There are hideous beasts from the pit of hell coming through a portal in another room, and I’m the only one who can stop them.” Raphael said, looking at everyone.
“Maybe I can stay and help?” Thorne suggested, still struggling with the burden of Raphael touching his mate. Raphael should have been dead by now. Glimpses of Thorne’s powerful jaws ripping Raphael to shreds sent shivers down his own spine. Now he knew everything, if Raphael was destroyed before putting a stop to Kyle’s evil, all of man-kind would suffer, indefinitely.
“No Thorne, this is something that I must do.”
“Thorne, we can’t leave him here.” Melanie said, gazing at Thorne, and her parents. “There has to be another way, Raphael actually saved me.” She exclaimed, her heart going out to her captor. For a fleeting moment, Melanie regretted not fully giving herself to her captor, but knew it wasn’t meant to be. Oddly, she couldn’t help but notice the strange closeness to Raphael. It had to be from her vampire half.
“Everyone, get out now!” Raphael roared, as he skillfully manipulated the piece within his hand, activating some age-old detonating tool. “Do you see this?” Raphael bellowed, “This has the power to seal the portal, but it will destroy this warehouse, and everything within it, so leave now!”
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