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There was something in the air tonight. Krista Bell couldn’t wait to get to the bar. She needed a drink and some dancing. She was about four blocks away when she felt something watching her. Immediately her guard went up. She didn’t miss a beat. She just kept on walking. Someone placed a hand on her shoulder and she dropped down, kicked out, and threw herself on top on whoever it was. She liked down at her stalker. “Aww man, damnit. Not one of you. Why are you following me Hyjia?” For a minute he just stared at her. She didn’t think he was going to answer.

“I am Nathan Brimming and you are my Nyhiya. I can smell you. My sense of smell is strong.”

Aww shit. She didn’t need this right now. She could barely take care of herself. Her mother was still covering up her childish mistakes and she was over two centuries old.

“Krista Bell Johnston. I take it you know what I am.” She didn’t beat around the bush. She would not have lies between them.

“Yes, I know what you are Mystick. It is of no importance to me. You are mine. I will love, honor, and protect you for as long as I live, as is my right as your mate. So tell me little vampyra, where you headed to Heaven’s Angles.” “Yes, care to join me?” “I would love too. It will give us time to get to know each other.” Maybe this mating thing wouldn’t be so bad after all. Hopefully her mama didn’t flip out.

They went straight to the bar once they arrived at the club and ordered two beers. Krista studied her new Nyhiya and noticed how sexy he was. He was almost seven feet tall and he was what she would guess close to three hundred pounds. He had a lot of muscle and they most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. They seem out of place with his black hair. She wanted to run her fingers through it but they weren’t that comfortable with each other yet. She started to make conversation with him when he suddenly stiffen and turned to look at one of the Dylia.

“Mine.”

That was all he said when he shot off the stool and tackled the man. What the fuck? He had said that she was his and she knew it to be true because her Vampyra sensed it. She jumped from the stool and eyes shining with malice, stomped over to the pair.

“Just what in the hell do you think you’re doing Nathan.”

She was practically screaming by the end of her sentence. Already her Vampyra was possessive of what was theirs.

“No need to worry love. He is both of ours. Aren’t you Dylia?”

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Jackson and Taylor pulled up to their condo around four o’clock. Taylor knew his man was worried about their Alpha and his mate situation but there was nothing either of them could do with Taz telling them it was cool. He didn’t want to just assume the man wanted his Nyhiyas dead unless he actually said they world. He just wanted to share his burden so he didn’t feel alone. Hearing their Alpha’s predicament made him even happier that Jack was not only his best friend but his fated mate. He was thrilled the day of his transition from pup to man and he smelled his Nyhiya. He had loved Jackson since he could remember.

Jackson’s deep timbre voice broke through his thoughts. “What are you thinking babe? I can feel it.”

“Just thinking that I love you.”

And “I love you too,” was whispered into his head. Then he remembered the gift he owed his mate and sent the image to him telepathically. Before he knew it he was being hulled off his feet and rushed into their house giggling like a madman.

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Jenny was bored. Yeah she planned on going to Heaven’s Angles tonight but until then she had nothing to do. Well that’s not exactly true. She could transcribe her notes from her sessions with the children but she’d save that until the last minute like always. Instead she went into her room and started going through her closet for something to wear. She wished Krista hadn’t rushed off. She could have helped her find something to wear. Half way through looking she said fuck it. She’d just go shopping. Hell, she could afford it.

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He watched what would soon be his from afar. He didn’t want to get to close. She would see him when he was ready and not a minute before. He had been watching her for months after finally finding her. He spent years looking and one day out of nowhere he saw her. He never let her out of his sight. He even went as far as to buy the townhouse across the street from her. Soon he would revile himself. Soon she would come willing or he would take what was his. No one was going to stand in his way. If they did he would kill them. No questions asked. They would die and he really didn’t care who he killed. He was a Mystick and people had a right to fear him because he was everything people believed they where.

As he watched her he knew she was going hunting tonight. He loved watching her hunt. He hoped she loss control. He’d only seen it happen once in the nine months he’d been watching but it was a most gracious sight. Made him hard just thinking about it. Yes, he would defiantly have to make her his soon. Quite honestly, he needed to get laid so tonight while his prey was hunting he would too.