2. Shane
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“I don’t take orders from you,” the werewolf spat out while freeing himself of Ace’s hold.
“Neither do I,” Peter said coldly.
A girl who I assume was a werewolf as well, since she had followed this wall of muscle, came and put her hand on the guy’s arm. “Just ignore them, Shane.”
I saw his eyes turn black and I was instantly fascinated by the sight, thinking it was hot, wishing I could do that at will too, like my parents, like Ace, like my bodyguards, like every damn vampire I know.
Ace who had returned to my side, watched me with a little bit of sadness in his eyes. He had, from the looks of it, caught my lustful look.
Well, oops!
I know I hurt him many times a day, by what my mind thinks is fitting to say sometimes, by what I do as well… I’m not proud of the fact, but I can’t help it.
I simply don’t want to be tied to the same person for the rest of eternity when I have yet to taste love and deception –life.
I know I may sound shallow but that’s just who I am. I’m much too young to think about having a mate. Hell, I have not awakened yet, and my father doesn’t know what could trigger it.
“A strong emotion will do,” he said when I had asked him.
“What did it for you?” I had then asked him.
His green eyes had darkened a little bit and he told me with a tight smile while patting my head affectionately, “You don’t wanna know, sweetheart.”
I had been prepared to fire back a greedy, “I do,” when he told me, a wry smirk stretching his lips, “Allow this old man to remain a hero in your eyes for some more time.”
I could only shut up at that.
Damn, I want to awaken!
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As it had been agreed upon between my father and the principal of the school –oh, who am I kidding? My dad had to use his persuasion ability on the principal– all four of us were in the same classes. And it turned out Shane and some of his minions shared with us some as luck would have it.
Shane didn’t look our way, not once… well, not until PA at least.
When I changed into my black shorts and my tight-fitting t-shirt, and pulled my chocolate brown hair into a ponytail, I emerged, looking like a new girl.
Although it was not like I had been dressed in baggy clothes, I had still opted for a demure outfit for my first day at school… okay, my mom had chosen it for me to be honest –pathetic, I know but let’s just say she hadn’t liked my own choice which had been too revealing in her book.
So, yeah, changing from the black denims and the loose white blouse into the aforementioned outfit for PA showed my figure nicely.
Whereas Ace looked at me with nothing but love in his eyes, Shane looked at me with open desire in his beautifully blue orbs.
And let’s just say that said desire made all kinds of butterflies erupt in my belly and dance wildly.
Besides, Shane was nicely built, had muscles in all the right places, and looked absolutely edible in his loose shorts and his t-shirt which clung to him like a second skin.
How could I not lust after him?
You have a mate, remember? The sweet and sensible part of me reasoned, yet the rebellious vampire teenager that slumbered within me was having none of it.
As I stretched, loosening muscles, making bones crack and attracting attention in the process, I heard someone growl from behind me.
I knew who that had come from –Shane, who else?
I turned to face him and asked him cheekily, “Like what you see?”
“I sure do.” He admitted, licking his kissable lips, not missing a beat. “Can I touch?”
Although I was inwardly startled by the question, having had close to no interactions with guys –my family, my bodyguards and Ace aside– I didn’t let it show.
Before I could respond, my bodyguards and Ace growled, although it was not for the same reasons.
“Don’t you dare!” Peter told him while Jeff gave him a simple warning, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
Ace, on the other hand, caught Shane’s outstretched hand by the wrist.
“Surely you wouldn’t dare touch what isn’t yours?” Ace bit out icily.
“Well, she definitely isn’t yours,” Shane retorted angrily while freeing his hand, “I don’t see your mark on her.”
That made Ace shut up.
Deep down, I felt sorry for Charlie… but the biggest part of me wanted to show off, and to get attention.
Shallow? I know. But then again, I wasn’t in love with Ace, never said the words… and probably never will.
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