Love Bite Ch. 02

Raven Moon here! I am so very flattered that you all liked the first chapter! You all left me grinning form ear to ear! So, here is the second chapter- I sincerely hope you enjoy!

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Mia found breathing difficult and she knew that it wasn't just down to the kiss. This man seemed to call to her very soul. No not man, vampire.

She remained trapped between him and the wall yet the real prison was in the form of his eyes. His gaze continued to meet hers and even though he said nothing, his eyes spoke a thousand words. She was lost in them.

It was one of his kind that had forced her into this life and yet here one of them was again, taking control: making her helpless. One of their kind. She felt tears start to form in her eyes at the thought.

His eyes delved deeper into hers and he brushed away an escaped tear. "Why do you cry, love?"

She flinched at the contact, hating how the feel of his fingertips against her face was like an electric current over her skin. "I am not your love!" Side stepping along the wall, she left the intense space. The corpse once again caught her attention as its staring eyes looked in her direction. Mia gagged.

She was going to become like the bastard that had destroyed her. Heading towards the entrance of the alleyway, she breathed deeply. No, she would run away from the horror that had happened, run from the creature that was trying to torture her with more pain.

She had almost reached the exit when out of nowhere he was in front of her. His eyes were hard as steel and his arms were crossed across his impressive torso. A breath caught in her throat at the sudden movement. Fear overwhelmed her and as he approached her voice came out desperate and weak. "Please, don't hurt me- just let me go. Please, please!"

He frowned. "Why would I hurt you? I would never..."

Lies! His way of causing her more pain! Tears ran more freely down her eyes and she felt herself begin to shake in terror. Memories flooded back to her: unimaginable pain, screams echoing in her ears...

She couldn't breathe. No more pain, she couldn't handle anymore. Crumbling to the floor, she was unable to escape the tornado of agony she was trapped in.

As a set of strong arms wrapped around her waist, she fought desperately: hisses erupting from her lips. The atmosphere around her slipped away to morph into new shapes, new colours and new light. Her hands which had been pressed against cold concrete were now spread on a soft cream carpet. The air was warmer and she could hear the sound of a crackling fire behind her. A warm orange glow was cast over the luxurious wallpaper providing the room with comfort.

Mia was still unable to escape her memories. The pain of earlier had been replaced with sorrow as each individual face of her victims ran across her mind. "I'm so sorry..." She sobbed into the carpet. "I'm so, so sorry..."

Each scream of terror consumed her mind as every single man and woman of the past year engulfed her thoughts. The man who had grabbed her, flipped her onto her back and pinned her arms above her head. "Mia! Look at me!"

Mia thrashed her head from side to side as she was suffocated by her memories. Her latest victims muffled pleas melted into her own encounter. She had been late home, walking quickly in case her flatmate locked her out thinking that she had her key. She witnessed how she had cursed once again for forgetting to grab it before rushing through the door to work. A scuffle behind her had caused her to turn around in panic. The sky was dark and the streets were deserted. Her heart had been pounding in her chest. Pulling her bag higher onto her shoulder, she had rushed on now desperate to enter her building. Another movement in the corner of her eye had forced her into a jog.

Something had pulled on the bottom of her legs forcing her to hit the ground and be dragged back. She had screamed before a bloody hand had clamped over her mouth. A force from behind her had bent over the hammering pulse in her neck and bitten down hard. Agony caused her to scream louder as the animal pierced through skin before she felt a sucking at her neck. Mia had tried to fight as hard as she could but as her blood left her body her consciousness started to fade. Another searing wave of pain caused her to scream again as what felt like acid burned the skin at her neck. A male voice cursed loudly before releasing her to her torture. The relentless acid had spread from her neck down her hip and burned across her back and chest. When it had reached her heart she thought she was going to die. If anything she hoped for it...

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William watched helplessly as his bride, the one woman made for him alone, thrashed under him screaming in obvious hurt as he attempted, uselessly, to bring her back to the present. He would rather die than witness her in any pain and seeing her turmoil was like someone had destroyed his new found reason to live. Each of her cries was a strike of a whip to his flesh, one he would take gladly if it meant protecting her.

He replayed what had happened in the alley to try and determine the cause to her behaviour. He remembered that he had been hunting when he had sensed her close. She had been like a beacon of hope, an angel to save him from his eternal damnation.

When he had scented her she had been like the heaven she had flown from. Her scent had been sweet like lavender- yet not overpoweringly so, and had had the comfort of vanilla and the freshness of the earth after summer rain. When he had arrived, he had watched her take down her prey and had scented something else but had been too distracted by her beauty to register it. And her name: Mia. Even thinking of her name brought warmth and love to his reawakened heart. But her scent...

Frowning, he leant down and inhaled her skin. Lavender, vanilla, summer rain and... magic mushrooms?

Of course! If she was as young as she said she was, she may not have recognised the scent on her prey and had taken his blood containing the substance. She was having a bad trip.

"Mia, listen to me. You're safe. There's nothing to be afraid of. You're safe."

William released her wrists and swept her hair back from her sweaty forehead. "There's nothing to fear, Mia, not anymore..."

As the sky darkened, he held onto her trembling frame as her violent episode ran its course.

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Mia woke up the next morning to find herself lying on a luxurious, soft bed face to face with the man from yesterday. His grey eyes once again met hers levelly, acting like a fog light against the grogginess of her mind. Neither one of them spoke as they looked at each other, testing the air around them. Mia's breathing was rapid in comparison to his and she tried to calm herself.

His sensuous lips parted as he broke the silence. "Are you alright?"

"Who are you?" She whispered, too scared to move- barely brave enough to breathe.

"My name is William Smith." His eyes flickered towards the door at the other end of the room and back. "This is my home."

Mia was confused about what had happened but was still unable to help the shiver than ran up her spine at his name. William...

Her eyes flickered to his mouth and back to his eyes. "Mia Richards."

Smiling slightly, he picked up her limp hand from the duvet and placed a tender kiss on her skin. "It's nice to meet you."

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