She experienced excruciating pain while heading home. She lost control of her car and crashed into a tree. Zairon spotted her in town and trailed her. Upon witnessing the incident, he immediately went to assess her condition. Tearing the car door open, he was horrified and startled by what he saw. She was covered in blood, making it impossible for him to locate its source. He removed her from the vehicle and used his power to make her lose consciousness, thus silencing her painful cries. He swiftly took her to his nearby Villa, where he had arranged for his doctor brother to meet them.
Sylar saw the unconscious woman, bleeding, in his arms. "Zairon, what the hell..." his eyes reddened at the scent of her blood. He resisted because of his purist nature and said, "Give her to me to avoid attention." He declined and hissed at Sylar. He cautioned against touching her and then brought her indoors. Sylar paused in surprise, snapping back to reality at Zairon's shout. informing him of the potential fatal consequences of touching her. No one dared to cross paths with Zairon due to his ferociousness. Sylar was surprised by his sudden statement: "Why wait? Your life is tied to hers."
"How can I save her without touching her?" Sylar inquired seriously, and Zairon let him assist.
"She's slipping away, Zairon!" Sylar shouted as she convulsed while he worked frantically.
Zairon took her into his arms and bit her. Her breathing normalized once the violent jerking ceased. After becoming stable, they went out and cleaned up.
The brothers sat there. "How long..." he gazed at him.
"Four months ago, I attempted to erase her from my memory but..." he sighed and ran his hands across his face, "It's complicated - my mate is human and I..." Sylar glanced at his brother, who was struggling internally. “It's been 300 years since you lost hope in finding your beloved. Her species doesn't matter; she's lying in the next room." He glanced at his younger brother. "Since when did you become so mature" he shrugged.
"What about Angelita?" Zairon asked.
"She's just a chosen and your genuine love interest is that human."
They suddenly caught a scent that made them heated, "Damn, don't tell me she's..." he glanced at Sylar who was already tracking the scent. He yelled but received no answer, so he struck him, causing unconsciousness.
She desired him intensely, her eyes flickering between red and silver. She approached him in a state of s****l euphoria, leaving the bed behind. He couldn't resist her; her nails trailed over his toned abs. He embraced her tightly, his hand caressing her hip and thigh. His eyes had become red. She reacted to his touch, emitting intense moans of desire from her. She whispered seductively, driving him to the point of no return. He had put her onto the bed and kissed her passionately. While she forcibly pulled his shirt, tearing it apart. His abs tensed as she tore his jeans open, freeing his hardened member from its denim confines. When their bodies touched, a fiery furnace blazed within him. He lifted her knees positioned himself between her thighs and penetrated her deeply. Meeting her movements with his own.
They moved to the raw rhythm, their faces close, fingers entwined. She clamped her legs tightly around him, imprisoning him with her desire. Hard, rough strokes rocked her body. He penetrated her deeper, expanding her with his member. She let out a pleasurable scream. They continued relentlessly for hours, showing no signs of slowing down.
His body abruptly twitched, muscles taut. He sank his fangs into her neck, pushing her over the edge. Her scream was so loud it would wake the dead.
He forcefully entered her, filling her with his seed—a growl of pleasure erupted from deep within him. They peacefully slept, entwined in the euphoric aftermath. After hours passed, he kissed her upon awakening. He left the room after getting dressed.