Finding Harmony Amongst Supernaturals

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Eve's POV:

“Why would you do that?” Enzo asks loudly in a gruff tone. He is clearly very displeased with my previous actions. Never did I ever think that I would be put in a situation where I had to willingly kick and punch Enzo Ellis in the face, but he gave me no choice. I could not allow myself to go down without a fight. The realization that I am now back in the same situation and that my efforts had not paid off caused my heart to pick up speed. What now? What will they do to me? His anger dissolves as he looks down into my frightened eyes. He speaks softer this time. “Do you not feel this?” Enzo lifts one hand off of the van and softly runs his fingers down my cheek. Instant tingles surge through my body. Does he feel the electrifying sensation too? Or did he just think that I was unable to feel the touch of another person? Everything about this night has been so strange. To say I was confused would be an understatement. Enzo had mentioned his ability to move quickly. What if he could do more than just that? What if him creating the pleasant sensation throughout my body is his way of luring in more victims? This could all be a part of their strategy.

“I’m not going to be brought into your cult!” I abruptly moved my face away from his hand, stopping the tingling feeling. I was hoping it would give me more clarity, but being this close to him still seems to have some sort of hypnotic effect on me. Enzo frowns. “I have no intentions of being sacrificed!” I yell at him. He seems to be more upset about me pulling away from him than he is about my words.

At this moment, it really dawns on me that I actually might not make it into the van and my friends may never know what happened to me. I put a lot of energy into fighting Enzo earlier, and it did not seem to have much effect on him. I'm not even sure if I could land any more punches or kicks. Last time, I had the element of surprise. He is probably expecting me to attack again and will be more prepared. Besides, my knee and knuckles are aching. I have never fought anyone who did not have padding on. I was not prepared for how much it would hurt without the cushioning. I made a split second decision to slide my ring off of my thumb and drop it on the ground. I never take this ring off. Victoria and Jasmine are well aware of that. At least now my friends will know that something is wrong and come looking for me. Enzo does not seem to notice or care about my actions.

“We’re not in a cult.” He simply replies. My eyebrows furrow together in confusion. What else could this possibly be? Is he going to say that they do this just for fun? “Do you want to know what we are?” Enzo asks. Our eyes are locked on one another. As frightening as it is, I cannot seem to look away.

“What?” I ask.

“Vampires.” Enzo answers. He stares at me, studying my reaction. I am not amused by this at all. Is he playing with me? I lift an eyebrow. “I’m serious.” Enzo says, after realizing that I am not buying his explanation. He is definitely playing with me. I rolled my eyes involuntarily. How could I not? This is ridiculous. Enzo opens his mouth wide, and to my surprise two long fangs extend out. I took a deep breath in, trying to back up further into the van that he already has me pinned against. He quickly closes his mouth.

“No, no, no. Please, there is no need to be afraid.” Enzo tells me. I looked at him with a bewildered expression. He lifts his hand to try and stroke his fingers along my face again. I do not trust my body’s reaction to him. I smacked his hand away before he could attempt to comfort me. At this point, I know that I am in over my head even further than I previously thought. I have to try and get away right now. I began to scream as loudly as I could, repeatedly punching his chest, and trying to get away.

“Calm down, you don’t have to be afraid of me. You never have to be afraid of me.” Enzo coos in my ear as he pins my arms down to stop me from attacking him. He then grabs ahold of my body and embraces me in a big bear hug. Enzo begins rubbing my back to try and provide some reassurance that he does not intend to harm me.

I am completely stunned by everything that has happened. Why does he keep attempting to comfort me when he is in the midst of trying to kidnap me? Enzo scoops me back up bridal style. In a flash we are back at the band’s car that they came in. Some of the guys are already in the vehicle now. Torin is leaning outside of the car with his arms crossed as he watches us curiously.

“Way to draw attention. How did she even make it that far?” Torin asks. Enzo snarled at him as he quickly got into the very back of the SUV with me in his arms. Enzo places me on the seat beside him. He quickly reached over and buckled my seat belt.

Enzo offered me a small smile. I just looked away. I could see out of the corner of my eye his sad expression due to my dismissal of him. This oddly tugged at my heart a bit. I quickly reminded myself that he is my kidnapper and I should not be feeling compassionate towards him. You would think that would be enough to snap me out of it, but to my surprise there was still a part of me that wanted to comfort him.

I must be going absolutely crazy! What is wrong with me? Is this what people refer to as stockholm syndrome? I am growing increasingly worried about my state of mind when it comes to being around Enzo. I do not seem to be thinking rationally. Also, why is my body reacting to his in the way that it does?

Torin got into the passenger seat once Enzo and I got into the car. Everyone else was already in their seats and buckled, ready to go. Novak is in the driver's seat. Dean and Quinton are in the middle row, in front of Enzo and me.

The car started and I suddenly realized that I am in a vehicle with five so called vampires. Do I even believe Enzo’s words? Is it really possible for them to be actual vampires? I am not going to lie, the fangs looked pretty real. They elongated at his command. How could he even fake something like that?

Three of them were also drinking that woman’s blood. Oh goodness.. That poor woman. I had momentarily forgotten all about her. Did they finish her off? Is that why it took so long for the other four to join Enzo and me?

Besides the fangs, and the..blood consumption, Enzo is able to move quickly. There is no denying his speed. I bared witness to that with my own two eyes on multiple occasions. His hasty movement was inhuman. His skin seemed to be a cooler temperature than mine. There is also an odd but pleasant sensation that I get each time that our skin comes into contact.

Is it like that with each one of them, or was it only between me and Enzo? I kinda hope that it is something that only the two of us share. There I go again, swooning over this bizarre man who is nothing like who I thought he was. They are bad people, obviously Eve, get that through your head! I am brought back to reality once again when the car speeds off down a road. I am going to an undisclosed location with five supposed vampires and absolutely no one knows how to find me. No one even knows yet that they should be looking for me.

I. Am. Screwed.

Enzo's POV:

She has to be her. It felt like electricity was flowing through my veins each time we came in contact. I could definitely get used to that feeling. By the way she was looking at our touching skin, and the little gasps that would escape her lips, it seemed like she could feel it too. She has to be my soul mate. This time I was almost sure that this was no trick.

The last woman I thought might be my mate was not. She was only obsessed with me and tricked me into thinking that we were meant to be together forever. I have never felt such hurt in my heart, and I pray that I never feel such pain again. A part of me was afraid that I might never find my true mate.

Since I have met this girl, I now have hope again. But right now she is afraid of us, of me. Just the thought of her fearing my presence made me frown. I never want her to be fearful of me, ever. It is understandable as to why she is frightened right now though. This is definitely not how I wanted things to go with my potential mate. I will say, I am shocked that my soul mate might be a human. I had expected her to be a vampire, if I'm being honest. With another supernatural, I would not have to explain what I am. I wonder if she is strong enough to handle our world? Flashbacks roll through my mind of how she bravely kicked my knee, punched my face, then finally kneed me in the face. I was caught off guard, but pleasantly surprised by her courage. A part of me was angry that my soul mate would treat me such a way, but then I realized that she does not know what I am to her, and when I looked into her doe like brown eyes, I folded, not able to hold onto an ounce of anger for this woman.

I wonder if she truly is my soul mate? The sensations felt with her lead me to believe she is, but I have been fooled before. I need to know if we have matching birth marks. Not everyone is born with a birthmark in their human life. Sometimes you gain your mark when you become a vampire, but if you are destined to be with a supernatural being in your human life, then you will be born with it. All of my band mates had found the one that they were meant to be with except for me and Dean.

Novak’s mark is on his back and his soul mate Nadia’s matching mark is on her neck. Nadia’s mark is smaller than Novak’s. It is not uncommon for marks to be different sizes. They do not even have to be in the same spot, they just have to be the same shape. Novak and Nadia have been together for many years.

The two of them were together long before our band even got together. They are very in sync with one another, which is understandable, seeing as they have been together for such a long time. Sure they have a few fights, but what couple does not disagree occasionally? In the end, they always figure it out and come out stronger.

Management constantly spread rumors to celebrity news outlets that they had broken up. They wanted Novak to seem available to the public to make people more interested in him. I suppose it was to make the fans think that they had a chance to win over his heart. It was all to increase sales. That was all that ever mattered to management. However, seeing as the two are soul mates, they just could not stay away from each other.

Eventually, each time after news had spread about their supposed break up, they would end up getting caught by the paparazzi and be put all over magazines and internet articles. Management had no choice but to allow them to announce they had gotten back together. It made them seem like they were constantly on and off again, but in reality they were never apart. Of course, management does not know about us all being vampires.

They are also unaware about soul mates. We have all decided that when our contract runs out that we will be working under supernatural management from then on. When we started the band, some of us were human, so we worked under mundanes. They have been helpful, but supernaturals would better understand our needs. Thus, why we will be switching soon enough.

Torin and his soul mate Winnie’s birth marks look sort of like a lightening bolt. Their marks were on their collar bones, just on different sides. They are the newest of the couples, but are still as madly and deeply in love as the others are. Winnie is an absolute peach and makes Torin incredibly happy. She is always so kind to everyone. It was easy to welcome her into our group. I know Torin was kind of worried about finding his mate, but now that they have crossed paths, they are inseparable.

Quinton has his mark on his ribs and his soul mate Olive’s mark is on her right thigh. Olive is far older than any of us, even older than Novak. She has lived a long life. Olive told us stories about a mate she had long before Quinton came along. Her first mate had an untimely passing. We have heard rumors about second chance mates, but this was our first time actually seeing them.

Olive’s old mate was human, and he was murdered. She was quite relieved to find out that her new mate was a vampire like her. Olive is very wise and older, but still allows Novak and Nadia to lead us. She has no desire to lead and makes that abundantly clear to all of us. She told Novak and Nadia, “Just because I’m old doesn’t mean that I want to be in charge of everything. You two are wise, I trust you won’t lead us astray.”

Olive is more reserved, often keeping to herself or close to Quinton. I suppose that is one way that she has survived for so long. She hid in the shadows, all alone, since her first mate passed. Olive is extremely distrusting of people, but once she warmed up to them she was great. She fights hard to keep her loved ones safe, which is understandable considering her past loss. Our band and soul mates have become a family, and it means everything to her and to the rest of us.

All of the girls considered one another sisters, which is pleasing. Of course, as friends, the guys want their mates to get along as well. No one could have predicted just how close the girls would become. We really are all like a big family. I wonder if they would like this girl? That is, if she is truly my soul mate.

I have an overwhelming need to get to know her better. I want to know even the littlest details about her. Right now, I do not even know her name. I am in desperate need of knowing if she has a matching mark with me. But how could I search for the birth mark without her thinking that I am some sort of creep? She does not have any marks that are visible on her arms, face, or neck.

It would admittedly be a lot easier if she were supernatural and was aware of the soul mate bond. I suppose this is just another thing that I will have to explain to her. I am not complaining though. Honestly, I am just glad to have found her. However, I am a bit afraid of all of this being overwhelming for her. I imagine that this all has to be quite shocking for a human. The last thing that I want is for her to reject me.