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My Own Form of CHAOS


Posted on August 10, 2016 by Damon Marcello
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She wraps her arms around me as we dance around the cemetary, her gaze sweeping up to mine as I ask questions, trying to get to know her. My brow arches up when she lets her detestation of the word "mate" be known. So maybe someone else has commitment issues or she's one of those feminist Were's that thinks calling someone mate ties you down to their every command. I nod as she tells me that she has an alpha and a boyfriend. Ok, so she has attachments in town. I knew I could smell faint scents of other Were's on her. She rolls her eyes at the mention of monsters, telling me that she thinks vampires are sexy and how she had a great night with a vampire. I grin in amusement. So there are other Were's out there who have a thing for blood suckers with centuries of sexual knowledge.

"Well, your boyfriend is a lucky man to have such a graceful dancer all to himself." I smirk teasingly but my eyes glimmer in play. "And your alpha must be quite the character to put up with such spirit. Most don't like the idea of an independent follower. I'm glad you're so open minded about my kind though. It's nice to know there are those who appreciate our immortal experience." I wink playfully. She giggles as I spin her then dip her, saying that she is fun and that everyone else is homebodies. I smirk. "I'm always up for a good time. If I wanted boring, I would have stayed human." I tilt my head at her as she twirls some hair around her finger. She's flirting for sure after telling me she has a boyfriend. Must be the intoxication or she's just always been a playful flirt. I can play that game too.

I lean in close, our lips just inches apart. "Only as fun as you need me to be." My fangs extend in invitation before I retract them and pull back to let her react to the mention of the Nightshade pack. It seems I hit a cord with talk of them. I chuckle as she talks of the pack members and shake my head. "I hadn't the pleasure of meeting this Nadya but I'll take your word for it." I listen as she tells me what Nadya did and my brow arches up. "Well you must be pretty decent at swimming too. I would say she underestimated you." I smirk as she steps in closer to my chest, saying she knows she has a good figure. "I would have to agree." My eyes darken as she mentions dinner, my gaze falling to the slender arch of her neck instinctively as she talks about how delightful it was last time. I recall that most Were blood tastes foul, too much like animal blood to really sate our thirst. But of course there are rumors that the species of Were determines that.

"Is that an invitation?" I meet her gaze, wondering if this would count as taking advantage of someone intoxicated. I could just wipe her memory afterwards but that would almost ruin it since I'm actually enjoying her company. She could be a nice ally to have around if the coven needs some Were's for backup. Plus it's been too long since I've had a snack I didn't have to persuade or chase.


Damon Marcello
My Own Form of Chaos

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