Did I miss the opportunity that the Gods had given me? When the Scandinavian frère had revealed himself; my own plans had gone the way of winds.
His name was Chrestian; though I suspected it was changed when his culture had quit being pagan, his surname was Stone and I was positive that too was not who he was.
I had only laid eyes on Chrestian twice. He had pale green almond shaped eyes in an oval shaped face that was chiseled. His cheekbones were defined, a straight noble nose, and full man lips. His hair was white blonde, that could fall into his eyes or be brushed back. The back was cut, "high and tight", short on the bottom and sides and longer on top.
I used my teleportation with my mind after I made certain no mortals were about. Kitu growled a little and barked.
"That unsettled you little one? You must get used to it, HaHa (mama) ports often." I chuckled softly.
My mind wandered to Chrestian's long elegant fingers as I set Kitu in the grass, I walked forward with my mind wandering to our second meeting, the first had been when he had been spying as well as taking photographs. I shut my eyes a moment and saw Chrestian as I had seen him; pressed black dress slacks, white button down with collar, dark grey cashmere sweater, light grey cashmere infinity scarf, and polished black dress loafers. No one would realise that neither he or I were not mortals. My mind wandered to meeting him after the camera incidence.
"My name is Chrestian." He said nodding his head.
"You attack me for what reason?" I snarled.
"You intend damage I think but I tasted your blood. You have a little of us in you." He smiled.
"Ramanga?" I retorted angry. "Yes." He nodded.
"You bastard!" I hissed, trying to get up.
"You are in pain. I could help, you know." He said standing.
He said he had found the idea of giving me a domestic inu, cute he had said. I had stared upon the long, silk fur coat of my pet, that reminded me of the silver inu. The domestic had a slight smushed face with big round brown liquid eyes. I had looked up on my laptop computer on the internet; his breed was called Shi Tzu. I looked down at my domestic inu yapping, and my long fingers went through his mostly white with some brown fur. "Hello Kitu." I said scratching the little male's head.
I figured the domestic inu needed a park as well as exercise. I dressed quickly in blue jeans, black cashmere sweater with cowl neck, and black leather jacket. I left my silver locks flow freely down my back. I put on patent leather ankle boots and grabbed the leash that the frère had brought to me with Kitu.
"Your damn frère turned wrecked my penthouse and you brought me an inu." I muttered softly to myself.
He stood near me and cut his hand. The Ramanga known as Chrestian pressed his hand to my lips and I gasped. He watched me take it in and my pain was lessening.
"You intrigue me even if you are my enemy." He said benignly.
I stared at him with anger in my blue eyes. He was ancient and I glared at him.
"I am an unusual Ramanga. I am bidden to my queen." He explained.
"Pardon me?" I asked shocked.
"Ayille. My queen." He said flatly.
"That evil bitch!" I snapped out.
"What is evil? Do you count yourself as evil?" Chrestian asked.
"No!"
"Then why is Ayille as such?" He asked blinking his pale green eyes.
"I do not go around dropping babes as if they are garbage!" came my hiss.
"They survived did they not?" He asked.
"Are you serious?" I asked in hate.
"It was for the best. Her appetites can be insatiable." The Ramanga said.
"You! You made her get rid of them?" I demanded of him, horrified.
"I remember what it was to be human. I remember what it was like to feel other then this. Her children would not have lived if I had not convinced her that mortal priests would hurt her." He shrugged.
"That was you?" My jaw dropped.
"Yes. Her sons were stronger which is so odd because mostly the females are much stronger. Oh well." He shrugged.
"I have been ordered to kill you at any cost." Chrestian said in my ear.
"Then why did you stop at just biting me?" I demanded.
"I am not certain. You pose a threat to her and I should obey her." He said gently.
"When were you ningen (human)?" I asked.
"I was fairly young when I first attacked you." Chrestian stated.
"Let me go if you intend evasiveness!" I yelled.
"Of course, I do not remember much. You are beautiful you know. Yes, I suppose I shall have to. I do not wish to kill you and I would really like to know you." He admitted with a soft voice.
Chrestian's mouth covered mine and l gasped. I was gasping at the sensual nature of the passionate caress. I moaned heavily while he threaded his hands in my long silver hair. Truly, I was in a tail spin and he jerked away.
"Go now. We are all around. Those of us who are made by one of the queens blend in perfectly. You have no idea who and what we are." He said climbing off of me.
I was struck dumb and he was gone. My chest heaved and I was shaky. I stood and was healed completely. I looked around, but no idea where I was. I pressed two fingers from my right hand to my lips, remembering the feel of Chrestian's lips. A mad blush burned my skin as I ported (teleported) away.
Chrestian shut his eyes, he was tired of death and destruction at the hands of Ayille and his fellow frère. He was just tired.
I came back to my mind and called for Kitu. I trudged up the grassy knoll to wrap my mind and more around the man; the creature known as Chrestian Stone.