Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 20

Stella

I stare at Evan but cannot ask him anything in my wolf form. There isn't any bond between us since we aren't the same species and don't belong to the same pack. Instead, I inhale the scent of what must be the Bloodmoon pack, the one belonging to alpha Raphael.

I think they are... Running here?

My nose twitches as I sniff the air some more. Evan is fighting demons, but my legs are rooted to the ground.

The werewolves are coming closer. I hear their paws kick up dirt as they playfully growl at each other. There is an eagerness to slaughter the demons coursing in their veins. Wait.

Are they actually excited to be here?

Aren't they scared?

Perhaps werewolves in packs are fearless...

My question gets answered when werewolves jump up from the bushes, attacking the bear ants without hesitation. They growl, dig their teeth into the enemy, and rip off the heads of the demon bears. Blood is splattering over the ground, and victory howls can be heard around me.

These werewolves are proud and strong. They fight like a team and help each other defeat the demons. No one gets left behind, and the demonic-looking bear ants die one after another. Holy shit.

This is going well!

The hope of us winning this fight spirals within me, and bubbles of joy lift in my chest until I hear a furious growl.

Shudders run down my back. This can't be good...

I turn around to see a giant werewolf leap for Evan.

It's as large as me with cream-colored fur, probably Raphael since he is blonde in his human form. It would make sense since he seems intent on hurting Evan.

There is another growl, and a snarl, causing my blood to run cold. I don't want alpha Raphael to fight Evan right now. He is already injured and couldn't possibly win against the alpha in his condition! My heart hammers against my ribcage in fear.

Alpha Raphael throws himself at Evan, but Evan manages to get away. Bless his lightning speed.

Evan creates distance between him and the wolf, hissing at Raphael. I'm not sure what to do but glance between them.

"I wouldn't attack me if I were you!" Evan warns. He is bleeding badly, and his eyes are blazing red. "I might be injured, but some magic is still left in me. You wouldn't win the fight, alpha!"

Alpha Raphael snarls at Evan but seems to realize the vampire got the upper hand here. He pauses, glances at me, and makes a strange noise before his bones begin to crack.

Is he actually not going to attack Evan?

I witness alpha Raphael shape-shift back into a human. Fur gets replaced by blonde hair and skin, and the alpha then stands before Evan, glaring daggers at the vampire. "Leave."

Evan narrows his eyes. "The girl belongs to us."

"But you're not her master," Raphael won't stop glaring at Evan. His chest is heaving, and the muscles in his back are tense, stout, and swollen. He looks intimidating. "So you may leave us alone. Because if you do decide to stay, I won't play fair-I would order my whole pack to join the fight. And I don't think you can fight over a hundred of us, vampire."

Evan winces, realizing alpha Raphael is right. His eyes briefly travel to mina, and his lips twitch into a sad smile. They seem to tell me, "You're safe, Stella. Raphael won't hurt you," which calms me.

I turn back into a human, and Evan smiles at me before running away. He is bloodied and weak, which makes me worry about him. If I didn't have to keep our strange relationship a secret, I would throw my hair over my shoulder and offer him my blood. But things aren't that easy.

We aren't the same species and are supposed to be enemies. I shouldn't like Evan, even though I suspect there is nothing I can do to change the way I feel about him.

A weak smile takes my lips. I'm hoping Evan will make it home alright, but alpha Raphael never planned on letting the vampire prince get away unscathed.

I see the alpha turn to his pack members, laughing. "Run after the vampire prince, and if you get to him, kill him. It will be one powerful vampire less to think about when we take over this city and make it part of our territory. Chase after the vampire prince!" Werewolves run past me, growl and snarl as if they can't wait to get a taste of Evan. It leaves me standing there, entirely confused because I honestly thought alpha Raphael wouldn't play dirty like this. But he is!

What the f**k!

Frustrated, I turn around to glare at alpha Raphael. I don't care that he is more powerful and taller than me. I won't tolerate him telling his pack members to kill Evan after he has done nothing wrong. "Why are you telling your pack members to kill Evan?!" I snap, not afraid of raising my voice. "He hasn't done anything wrong! That vampire man tried to protect me against the demons!"

Alpha Raphael turns around in surprise. He stares at me, entirely awe-struck in a way that tells me he never expected me to raise my voice. His smile is impressed, but his voice comes out authoritative. "That vampire should be your enemy, Stella. And while I don't know why he protected you, I suspect he only had ill intentions. Like, for example, drink your delicious blood. Vampires are villainous enough to pretend to be nice to get what they want, which would be a taste of your ancient blood. That's probably the only thing Evan wanted."

I stare at alpha Raphael, beyond furious. I can't tell him that Evan and I went on a date or that we are at least friends. If I did that, I would risk both of our lives.

So instead, I glare up at the damn alpha. "That still doesn't make it fair game to attack Evan when he is badly injured and close to dying. Where is your pride as an alpha? You should fight your enemy when they have a chance of defending themselves." Alpha Raphael keeps staring at me like I'm this exotic bird he has never seen before. His eyes are way too intense, and he is hanging on every word I say. It gives me chills.

"Evan is too strong to challenge when he isn't weakened," Raphael tells me without blinking. A small smile curls his lush lips. "But enough about him. I'm interested in knowing where you got your courage from. You're disrespecting me right now, Stella, and normally that comes with consequences. Seeing I'm an alpha."

I swallow thickly. "Well, you're not my alpha."

Raphael breathes a laugh. "Yet."