The Rogue's Mate

Whats happening to me?

Ana stared at Riot, he did the same thing back. It was as if time had stopped, That was until Raphael opened his mouth and she dropped her gaze. "Ana I told you to stay in the room until I said it was safe." He muttered as she placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him back and to the side so she could step in front of him. For one, she was to busy staring at the god and didn't hear what he said. "I'm a bounty hunter Raphael, I don't need a babysitter." She muttered walking over to the male and stopping a few feet from him. Raphael's guards staying close to her heels in case. 

Riot stared until she broke the contact, the vampire talking. Who was he to tell her what to do? It was quite clear to him that she wasn't wolven, She didn't have the same reaction, although there was something there. He just didn't know what. He watched her push the vampire aside and step forward, walking up to him. She was even more beautiful than he could have ever of hoped for. He looked up at the vampire and narrowed his eyes at him. "What do you think I'm going to do, eat her? " he commented before looking back down at the small female before him. He'd eat her alright, Just not the way he thinks. It took everything in his body not to reach forward and embrace the woman, take a handful of her hair and lift it to his nose, breathing her scent in. He had to force a growl away before it escaped his lips. He took a careful step forward, lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles gently. "Miss Aiyana. I owe you a great thanks," he said, pouring his heart into his thanks. His mate saved his life. This small, beautiful creature. Thank the Moon Goddess for this ultimate gift.

Ana watched his eyes, the way they held heat, desire, gratefulness. When he stepped forward, took her hand and kissed it she all but melted there and then. Who was this man and where had he been? She smiled and bowed her head ever so slightly. A warm laugh left Ana's lips at his retort to Raphael who was looking mildly hurt. "The pleasure was mine, Mr Hades," she said. Her two pointed canines poking from under her top lip. She could see the muscle beneath the man's skin was tense, was he nervous? scared of her maybe? If he was he had a good poker face. "Raphael, let's get this man out of here, showered and fed. He deserves to have some dignity."

She released his hand, slowly. Not wanting to let go but not really knowing why. She turnt around and made her way past the vampire, as she did, Raphael grabbed her arm. 

The movement made riot twitch. How dare another man put his hands on his mate. "You need to feed, Ana. You haven't drunk anything in 2 days," he said, warning her. She pulled her arm back roughly, glanced back at him and carried on forward. "I know," she said tightly. When she was gone, Riot turned to Raphael who clearly had her best interests at heart. "Is she a vampire?" he asked. She didn't smell like one. "No, She's a Nephilim. A cursed Nephilim," he said before gesturing. "Follow me, You can use a room for a day for the shower and the rest. Ill have clothing placed in your room," he said setting off. Riot followed.

His mate was a Nephilim. Holy f**k. She was half Angel half-human. His mate was half f*****g celestial. The goddess really has outdone herself this time. She must have worked hard on the beauty his eyes landed on. She was more than a gift. She was a blessing. Not a curse.