I gazed up at her two-story bungalow house and in a sweep I realized what room has the most of her smell. I glazed my active fangs, livid at the thrill that is suddenly looming at me.
Have you ever been so ardent of the thought of meeting someone? Cause that is the only sole thing that is registering in my mind right now.
And I can't be stopped from overthinking the little things in my head. Like her hair, voice, poise, and aura... And on why I get so keen staring longer at her eyes.
More than anything, she has suddenly been all that I want.
"You're so cute! Do you have a name?" I heard her inside. "You lost your tag. How about a tracking chip, did your owner perhaps give you one?"
I remembered more of people talking to such animal. Are humans so fond of dogs that they aren't realizing how crazy they look while at it?
Despite the concrete walls, I am privileged to see her raising the pup up and with a warm smile, she merrily made a declaration.
"Oh, a boy! Mom! Dad! I have a son now!"
More footsteps and another door shut.
Is she talking on a telephone or a phone? Who is she calling her parents when no one aside from her smells inside the house?
But then I have also not heard a static from either the phone or telephone.
One leap and I am at her front door. Only a knock away and I would be saying 'hi' to her.
But the next thing I know, I am briskly seeing black, green, and white... running away from her.
I felt both uncontrollable and soaring nearing that woman. I've never been so much curious of a meat I am ought to devour. Never have been completely delirious as I watch a victim from afar.
Have I found her?
I stopped in the middle of my course when scents of human blood boldly lingered in the air. Hopping on the tree, I oversaw hikers on their tents and bonfires, singing what seems like a pop song.
I am already setting my fangs out when I realized not a single of their blood drove me as outlandish as hers. Not a single of their neck looked delectable as hers. And none of those sets of lively eyes are more appealing than that woman.
Damn... I never heard of anyone having a mate in the form of a human. So what is this shit of a thing I am experiencing?
Vexed with myself and my senses, I wasted a taste of their bloods and just continued being enraged at the next piles of trees I am making as my path.
I reached the mansion faster than I expected. My feet landed over the gate and it is just then I remembered there is a celebration in the house. Heads turned to me but I am too wired to give them a bit of my attention.
Leaping again at the busy floor, I removed my coat and placed it immediately at the lounger to pull a gorgeous paperwhite woman in her pink bikini towards another near black longue chair on the poolside.
"I told you that should be the bikini I bought Liza!"
"Omg!" the woman I touched squeaked in her excitement when she realized it is my hand on her waist.
I can feel the radiating jealous eyes watching us but I do not care a bit. I pushed her aggressively on the longue chair, pulling the string of her bra savagely as I leaned closer to her. My eyes traced her skin again.
I firmly closed my eyes because when I am yet to place my lips on her neck, the woman's skin tone earlier popped into my mind.
I stood up immediately and grabbed my coat back from the rack to leave.
I have to understand what a mating bond is and what it can make me feel. And to what extent it will be possible. Cause I know for sure that she is a human and not at all our kind.
The woman screamed as I turned back dismissively.
"Did you see that?!"
And the crowd behind me went wild.
I left to silence my ears but leaping from the fourth floor brought me the same dilemma. Familiar fighting voices rang in my ears.
"Hon, that is just Ludicrous!"
"Oh sure, that is Ludicrous! And I apparently took note and know what that Ludicrous' role is in your life!"
"It was proved he is under the influence at that time!"
"You do not know what I heard Shinera..."
"What else do you mean by that?"
My brother and his mate are having their arguments on the balcony on the floor. And based on the words I am hearing, they are debating again because according to my heroic brother, she should not be acquainted with that man again. That she should at least learn after that encounter of hers. Especially not anymore since he is the same man that he almost killed for luring her to an almost death.
And yeah, if it was just me, I should have not doubted that that man's life is a waste.
Glaring still and probably too consumed by their fight, they failed to notice my arrival and continued bickering at each other.
When their voices went down, he lazily removed his coat and covered Shinera's skimpy white kind of cowl dress.
"Now let's go out and meet that bastard of a father of yours,"
Just a little skin and he would start behaving like that. That will never be me. If one day I would find the woman, I won't be as territorial, possessive, and clingy as Ahmeir is to his wife.
I might not care what she'll do in her life. As how I wanted her to not meddle in mine.
Since I am seeing a usual view whenever they are in a place with a diverse kind of crowd, I disturbingly passed by them to run to the next floor where our huge library is. I stopped at a little distance before bumping into the specially customized large glass door. I pushed it easily, with my eyes immediately roaming to eye for that specific book.
Since the book is so easy to spot because of its red and black intricate design, something that this library only has, I stepped on the wide center table to jump and get it from the topmost part of the shelves.
"Ligne d'amour- vampire" its says.
As soon as I landed on the table, I ghastly flip its pages but frowned when I reached the last page and found none.
My brother, father, and mother told me it was here. It was a fast scan but I am very sure I found not a single "mate" word.
Uninterested already, I closed the book and returned it to its usual place. I exited the library to go back to my room and forget about the little disturbance after so many decades.
So I don't know why the next week I emptied a house a few streets away from hers, despite my really shallow interest.
I roamed the three-story house I just owned and realize it looked fine actually. On the basement are three vehicles: a sports car, a family van, and a snatch of a motorcycle. Their only garden is not as much as ours but it was wide enough to cater to hundreds and those pricy garden decors. And a fountain. The whole of the house's exterior acclaim an all-modern style, with all the cinema room, a little clubhouse, a gym, and a feet-long wide pool.
A remaining family picture caught me on a stop and in a yank, it was tossed far far away. Since I am already not interested in human blood, I discarded them far from the way I used to do.
I made them fly to another far country, with a fee so expensive for a trip that they won't waste time coming back here just to strip the house again, for it would cost more than what they will be retrieving back from me. And it is all in their bank accounts.
It was easy. I just have to show them my fangs and whispered into their ears when it was just a second I am far in front of them. And immediately, on my command, they disappeared.
And the next unexpected thing happen as I see through the road on the third floor.
She in her white tee and black trousers was out for an early jog. I sipped on my coffee, watchful of how she inhales and exhales. How she stopped exactly at my gate to drink on her tumbler. And look at the whole of it in delight, certainly not seeing me.
"Nice house," she murmured before she continued jogging all the way.
My orbs illuminated the shade of pit fire when I learned that despite all of the surrounding human scents, it is hers that resonated highly in my soul.
And my body exhalt to a different wickedness when the reflection of this house's glass exteriors showed me my hopeless case.
"Nice view," I echoed.
Man...I didn't know that I am this much of a sucker.