Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 11

Evan

I must admit that alpha Raphel got a sick sense of humor. After that smile and promise he meant nothing by his threat, he is now waiting for me outside the school.

My eyes travel to every transformed werewolf surrounding me. All of them look big, strong, and trained to kill.

I swallow thickly.

This will be a hard fight to win. There are ten enormous wolves, all growling at me while Raphael is smirking. His arms are parked underneath his mighty chest, and he tilts his head.

"I've made sure the school is empty. Not even your vampire friends are here, so how about we play?"

I lift an eyebrow. "Play?"

"Yeah," Raphael shrugged. "It's called: who can catch the arrogant vampire prince?"

My demeanor changes and my inner calm evaporates. I'm afraid, but not because I won't win this fight-I fear what I must become to get out of this tricky situation.

An inner voice is already chuckling inside my head. It sounds like my father, but I know it's my dark magic stealing his voice. 'You need blood, Evan. Lots of blood. If you fed on one of them, we could defeat this pack. Eat them up and spit them up-they deserve it! I try to block out my blood thirst. My eyes close on instinct, and a single tear runs down my cheek.

It makes alpha Raphael laugh at me. "Look, fucker boy is crying! We should attack him now!"

A werewolf lunges for my throat. But I stand to defend myself, shielding my neck with my arm. Blood splatters down by my feet, and laughter echoes inside my head.

'The mutt bit you... Are you really going to accept that? We could end this right now, Evan! Accept me! Accept your darkness-I'm part of you. Stop trying to fight me!'

I'm dancing around in the school's front yard like a marionette. More werewolves jump at me. I try to evade their bites and use my physical senses to avoid them. But it's a losing battle.

Werewolves are powerful too. They have extreme speed and strength, so there is only so much I can do.

"Your city is interesting to me," Raphael talks while his pack members try to kill me. "I sense dark magic from the city of Lunaris, and it doesn't come from the vampires. Something is about to happen here. I think the demons are coming back."

I narrow my eyes, panting while I answer him. "Demons? What the f**k are you talking about?"

"It doesn't matter," Raphael smiles darkly. "You will be dead before you have time to see what I mean: boys, quit fooling around and end this dirty bloodsucker! Kill him!"

'Evan, time is running out. Stop trying to keep to your no-blood diet.'

"Shut up!" I growl at the voice inside my head. "You're only there because I tasted Stella's blood."

'Yes, you're right. Stella's powerful blood was enough to awaken was has been dormant within you since you were born-the darkness and all the magic you could ever wish for.'

I snap back to reality when the werewolves form a circle. Enormous, giant hairy animals with glowing eyes.

They howl together-I've learned it's something they do together to raise their speed and stamina. It's ancient werewolf magic. I'm not sure what to expect, but my heart is flaring.

I can't defeat them on my own.

The magic within me is curling around my throat, seeming to kiss my skin to form goosebumps everywhere. 'That's right, Evan. Embrace what you are-accept that you're the vampire prince! Do it, do it now! Accept that blood is what you need!' A werewolf snarls, and I don't have time to react. The pack is more robust now, and a giant wolf jumps over me.

f**k!

My eyes widen, and I scream in agony when I'm tackled to the asphalt and mauled by huge teeth. Claws are digging into my chest, drawing my blood. I can hear the werewolf growl and bite in to me.

It hurts, it hurts, it f*****g hurts!

'Evan...'

"I KNOW!" I yell at the voice inside my head. Anger rises in my chest, and I give in to the darkness. "f**k, I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!"

It's time to surrender to the darkness.

I use my last bit of strength to bite into the werewolf's paw. Raphael is laughing in the background, probably celebrating my death, but the fucker doesn't know I've only just begun. Power is gathering in my veins, filling me up like poison. The werewolf blood; I love it. I'm losing my head, and my thoughts are spinning around and around until all I see is red.

A smile graces my lips, and I lean back from the angry werewolf.

Confusion is written in its eyes when its strength isn't around to pin me down and bully me any longer.

It makes my smile widen. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, but you have to go."

I climb up to my feet with lightning speed and break the neck of the giant creature with ease. Blood splatters everywhere, and I throw my enemy's head down on the ground. Raphael is staring at me, baring his teeth while I dry my mouth on the back of my hand.

"It really tasted well..." I say, eyeing my competition. "But counting you as the alpha, there are still ten of you while only one of me. I honestly don't replace that quite fair."

Another werewolf lunges for me. I suspect it is the mate of the one I just killed, and I smirk.

Before the beast can touch me, I hold up my palm and clench my fingers to summon magic.

Immediately, the werewolf is raised from the ground. My lips curl, and I clench my fingers further. It breaks every bone inside the werewolf's body until only a clump of blood drops from the sky. Psychic abilities are helpful.

Raphael's face pales. "You're a f*****g monster..."

I agree with him. My power is growing by the second. The magic coursing in my veins after I've had blood is insane. I fear myself, but this fool has earned my wrath.

Raphael tried to kill me after agreeing to a truce.

I don't like that.

Not one bit.

"Does anyone else wish to fight me?" I hiss at the werewolves, satisfied when they back away from me.

I'm bleeding out on the street, but...

If I appear formidable, maybe they won't see I'm injured? Perhaps they will leave me the f**k alone.

Unfortunately, I'm not that lucky.

"I've had enough of you!" Raphael's eyes are crazed. "First, you enslave my gorgeous mate, and now you have killed my f*****g beta and their mate! You're dead!"

I shrug a shoulder, unable to spread my sarcasm. "Last time I checked, I was still very much alive."

Raphael growls and shape-shifts into a werewolf, much larger and more rugged than the others. I roll my eyes, knowing I can't win this fight when I'm already in misery. My arm is burning. A werewolf's bite could kill a vampire. It unleashes a venom that makes us weaker, but I'm a pureblood.

I'm fine, and I will heal.

But I'm not strong enough to fight Raphael.

So how do I get out of this mess?

I don't want to fight the f*****g alpha of this pack; I will die if I do!

'You could teleport away from here!'

A smile latches onto my lips. "A new power?"

'No, the ability has always been there. Try touching the ground and concentrate on a safe place!'

I take a deep breath and close my eyes. My hand flattens out on the asphalt, and suddenly, I sink through a portal made of darkness before Raphael can end me.

And the safe place I was thinking about?

It was Stella's face I saw inside my mind.