Chapter 13

Freya Rose “Baby... Freya, babe wake up, we've landed.”

I heard Tristan say softly while striking my cheek. I opened my eyes and lifted my head up from his shoulder. Reaching my arms up into the air as far as they would go, I groaned into a stretch, before letting out an epic yawn. Tristan chuckled at me just as I felt something run down my chin, I quickly wiped it to investigate.

“Eww, I drooled!”

Disgusted with myself, I vigorously wiped my drool-covered hand onto my t-shirt.

“Yeah, I know you did.”

He chuckled while pulling at the drool-soaked shoulder of his t-shirt. I was completely mortified, and by the heat that was currently making its way up my face, I couldn’t help but apologize to him.

“Eww, that's beyond gross. I'm so sorry.”

He just smiled and chuckled at me. Everyone began making their way off of the plane, and as they did, I kept getting scowls and dirty looks thrown at me. I raised my eyebrows when one woman tutted at me as she walked past.

“What's their damn problem?” I asked Tristan before I stood up and stretched again.

“Um... You were kinda snoring all the way home,” he answered me cautiously.

My eyes opened wide with humiliation, then quickly scowled with anger. I glared down at him and mumbled through gritted teeth,

“Why the hell didn't you wake me up?”

He looked panicked and held his hands up in defense.

“Babe, you looked so peaceful, and to be fair I don't think it's the snoring that bothered them. I think it might have been the sex noises and you moaning out Tristan, that they found more annoying.”

I inhaled a gasp with my mouth wide open.

“Tristan, I'm gonna kill you!”

I went to slap his arm, but he dodged me, letting out a low chuckle as he sprinted off of the plane. I was hot on his tail though, getting closer and closer as I chased him through the airport. He was giggling like an excited child while he sped up, running even further away from me. People were quickly moving out of his way, and I found myself slowing down to apologize to each and every one of them. He turned around, then ran backwards while holding his hand up, ushering me to come and get him. I smirked and sprinted after him. He ran backwards even faster and laughed at me while I chased him. Unexpectedly he fell ass over tit backwards, landing right on the baggage carousel.

He was lying on his back with his legs and arms in the air like an upturned turtle. I heard people gasp and tut at us, but I just burst out laughing. I laughed so hard, that I had to bend over and hold my stomach to stop it from pulling. When I finally looked up, I saw that Tristan had righted himself and was now lying on his side holding his head up on his hand. The sexy smirk he was wearing on his face, was beyond various. I shook my head at him and chuckled as the carousel gradually carried him around in a circle. Eventually, it brought him back towards me, where airport security was waiting for him.

He rapidly jumped off of the carousel and grabbed our bags, then shot me a fake worried look. He smirked as he hot-footed it out of the airport with the two fat security guards struggling to catch him. I chuckled and gradually followed behind them. I got outside and the two security guards were bent over huffing and puffing away.

“Where the fuck did he go?” One of them asked the other.

“I haven't got a clue, one minute he was right in front of us, the next he was gone,” the other replied.

I walked past them and chuckled silently to myself. They instantly gave up and walked back into the airport. I heard a whistle from around the corner of the building. Tristan! I thought as I took off running in that direction.

I turned the corner to go down the side of the building, then froze on the spot.

“Tristan!”

“Not so loud, princess. We don't want to draw any attention to ourselves, now do we?” Balan hissed as he held Tristan up against his chest.

He had one hand holding Tristan's chin tightly, and the other was aimed at his throat. He had his index finger sticking out, and his nail was extended and resting against Tristan's jugular vein. I gasped and put my hands out in submission, urging Balan not to do anything crazy. Tristan tried to look at me, but his head was tilted too far back.

“Run, Freya!” Tristan yelled.

“Quiet, pup!” Balan hissed at him, then slowly pushed his nail into Tristan's neck a little more. Just enough to send a trickle of blood down his neck and onto his t-shirt.

“Stop. Stop it, please. I won't run. I swear.”

He looked away from Tristan just to smirk at me.

“Of course you won't run. You can't hide from me princess. I will always find you. Alas, I do miss our dreams together my sweet, Freya. Ah... All those times I killed this pitiful dog... Such fun,” he said in a quiet and sadistic tone, reminiscing a little too much for my liking.

I knew I couldn't run; he would kill Tristan instantly. He also had Nathaniel and another vampire with him, and when I scanned around, I could see four yellow beacons of light coming from the trees and I knew that they were vamps too. We were completely outnumbered, sure I could kill a couple of them, but I wouldn't be able to kill them all, at least not while Balan had Tristan in his clutches.

“Balan, what do you want?” I yelled deliberately interrupting his thoughts.

“Ah yes, my sweet, Freya thank you for the reminder. Nathaniel, Alastor, would you mind?” He asked as he handed Tristan over to them.

Tristan struggled when they grabbed both of his arms and held them out either side of him.

“If he struggles too much, rip his arms off,” Balan instructed the vampires.

Tristan growled at Balan when he walked closer towards me. I wanted to rip his throat out, but I didn't know how strong he was, and I was sure that as soon as I attacked him, the other two would rip Tristan apart. Unless I could catch him at the right time and hold him to ransom. I promptly tried to think of a plan as he approached me.

“I want you to leave this pathetic dog. I want you to come back with me and take your rightful place by my side as the princess of our brood,” he announced as his ice-cold hands clasped mine.

His freezing touch sent disgusted shivers down my spine.

“Never!” I screamed at him while snatching my hands away from him.

Rage instantly spread across his face and his brown eyes grew as black as coal, before glowing red. He lifted a hand above his shoulder signaling to the other vampires. Within seconds they each lifted one of Tristan's arms up to their filthy blood sucking mouths and sank their fangs into his wrists.

“Nooo!” I screamed while I watched in pure horror.

He tried to pull his arms free, but with each passing second, he grew weaker and weaker.

I had to do something and quickly. I was so angry by that point that it took only seconds for me to ascend. Balan's face transformed into a look of wonder and excitement as his gaze scanned over my ascended form. The other two vampires snacking on my boyfriend however, had a look of pure terror and hastily focused their attention on me, instead of Tristan. He had already passed out from the blood loss, and was slumped forwards, barely held up from the floor by the dirty bloodsucker’s flimsy grip.

Without even looking at him I thrust my arm forwards and grabbed Balan by his thick neck. My delicate hand barely fit around it, but my grip was strong. I spun him around quicker than he could blink, and slammed him into the brick wall. The vampires behind me hissed, so I tightened my grip around Balan's throat in response. I glared into his eyes expecting to see some sort of fear, but there was none. I turned to look at the vampires behind me and they were deliberately raising Tristan's wrists back up to their blood-stained mouths. They hissed at me when glared at them. I turned back to Balan and peered at him as an evil grin of my own stretched across my face.

“Move another fucking inch, and I swear, I will snap your precious Prince's neck,” I shouted out to them while squeezing Balan's throat even tighter.

I glared back at them as Balan let out a slight wince. Their eyes grew wide while they waited for instructions from Balan, so I scowled at him. “Tell them to let Tristan go, now!”

“Let him go,” he managed to choke out quietly.

They dropped Tristan immediately, and he dropped into a heap on the cold hard floor.

“Leave!” I screeched at them fanning out my wings in anger and hatred for them.

They peeked at Balan and I felt his head nod slightly.

Within seconds they vanished.

“Now, give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you?” I questioned Balan through gritted teeth.

His face grew into an evil smirk as he lightly pulled at my hand, I let it go a little. I didn't know why I bothered asking him at all, I knew I was going to kill him no matter what he said. He began to talk very quietly, “We have Cassie.”

He glanced over towards the trees in the distance. I could see two vampires holding onto a bound and gagged Cassie. My eyes bulged and I couldn't hold the anger in any longer. I punched my fist right into the wall, just inches away from his stupid face. He didn't even flinch, his grin just got wider.

“Once I am safely away from here, my vampires will release her, I promise. I am a man of my word,” he said with a smirk.

I pulled my hand away from his throat and ran over to Tristan who was still passed out on the floor. I knelt down and hovered over him, wrapping my wings around him to make sure Balan couldn't get to him. Balan took his time straightening up his shirt and suit, then ran his fingers through his hair.

“You can't keep him safe forever Princess, and you can't protect your loved ones all of the time. You have until your eighteenth birthday to decide. After that, I will start killing off your family and friends one by one. It's your choice my love.”

He sneered at me, then vanished quicker than I could reply.

I rushed to get my phone out of Tristan's pocket, and called Tristan's house. One of the wolves answered and I ordered him to send the doctor out right away. I then called Missy and Grayson to let them know where we were, so that they could collect Cassie. I held Tristan in my arms and waited for everyone to arrive. Cassie had gradually made her way over to me, and I took off her restraints.

“Thanks, Freya,” she said while she hugged me.

“Are you okay, Cassie?” I asked as I stroked Tristan's hair.

She sat down beside Tristan and held his hand.

“Yeah, I will be. Today has strangely snapped me out of my grief, I was so lost Freya, and I couldn't find my way back. I just miss her so much. But having them bloodsuckers snatch me, gave me the fire back. I want to get stronger, so that I can have my revenge, and kill every last one of them!”

“They will get what they deserve l, Cassie, I swear to you. We will avenge Jessie's death!”

I took her other hand and squeezed it. “I missed you Cassie.”

“I missed you too, Freya.”

“Cassie, thank the moon you're okay” Missy shouted as she jumped out of the car and ran over to us.

“Yeah I'm okay mom, Freya saved me.”

Missy quickly scooped her up off of the floor and hugged her tightly.

“I thought we'd lost you too,” she sobbed into Cassie's hair.

Her dad Grayson shortly joined in the family hug, and then turned to me and said, “Thank you for saving our baby girl, Freya.”

He was struggling to hold back tears. I smiled at him then gazed back down at Tristan and continued stroking his hair. The bites had begun to scab over and weren't bleeding any more, but he still wasn't waking up.

“Tristan!” Clara screamed as she came hurtling towards us. “What happened!?” She questioned me with a scowl as she viciously pulled Tristan away from me, and rested him on her lap.

I scowled at her back, replying simply with, “Vampires.”

She snarled at me and shouted through gritted teeth, “This is all because of you! The sooner my son finds his real mate, the better.”

I wanted to rip her head off right then and there. I could feel my rage building up inside me, and I had to walk away quickly before I did something I was going to regret.

“Yeah, that's it, run away to your dirty hunter mate. Just like you did the last time my son was nearly killed because of you!” She spat at me while I walked away.

“Don't you talk to her like that!” Cassie screamed and slapped the Luna across the face.

Her parents gasped and I instantly shot round to stare at Cassie in shock.

“She just saved your son's life you ungrateful old hag! He loves her more than anything else in this world. So much so, that he drove down to Banff to kill Freya's mate, so that he could have her back. So be fucking happy that he has chosen the strongest, bravest, and nicest person in the world to be the Luna of our pack!” Cassie finished her rant and took in a well-deserved deep breath.

To mine and Cassie's parents surprise, Clara didn't punish Cassie, or even so much as utter a reply. She just stood up and calmly walked away, got into her car and drove off leaving Tristan laying on the floor. I smiled gratefully at Cassie then took my place back at Tristan's side. I held him close to my chest until doctor Dobson arrived.

***

Tristan Cole I awoke to the sound of the shower running. I opened my eyes to see where I was.

“Home!” I mumbled with relief.

Shit, Freya, I thought in a panic as visions flooded my mind of what had just happened.

I hurried out of the bed and tried to run towards the bathroom. I felt a sudden sharp pain in my arm and stopped to look at what had hurt me. I had a drip in my arm, and it was attached to a bag of blood that was almost empty. I yanked the needle out of my arm and sprinted over to the bathroom. I flung open the door and instantly sighed with relief. There she was, as stunning as ever. I stood there for a few seconds scanning all over her amazing body, watching her as the water cascaded down, and slid over every magnificent curve.

“Stop staring at me you pervert, and get in here!” She said as she giggled, not even turning around to face me.

I chuckled and quickly stripped off to join her. I opened the shower door and climbed in, then wrapped my arms around her waist. I couldn’t stop myself from sliding my fingers delicately across her stomach. When I kissed her neck, she moaned out with pleasure, and I couldn’t hold back. I flipped her around to face me, and she looked up at me with her beautiful illuminated blue eyes. They were full of lust, and I couldn’t help my own list bubbling up inside me. I knew my eyes must be as black as a clear nights sky by now, because I had never wanted her as much as I did right now.

I smashed my lips aggressively onto hers and inched my tongue into her mouth, without even waiting for an invite. She moaned sweetly and placed her arms around my neck. I pulled her in tighter by her waist, so that our bodies melded together in an amazing soaking wet embrace. After sliding my hands down to her ass cheeks, I dug my fingers in, and lifted her up into the air, before slamming her roughly into the tiled wall. I knew that I didn't have to be so gentle with her anymore, she was a hunter now, and I was going to make the most of her new-found strength. She gasped at my dominance and wrapped her legs around my waist. I reached my hand down and pushed my hard member inside of her.

“Mmmm,” she screamed out when I gradually brought her down the full length of my shaft. I thrust in, and out slowly a few times, savoring the feel of her soft flesh riding up and down my member. Suddenly she grabbed my hair and aggressively pulled my head back, I stared back at her in shock. She spoke to me in a low and sexy voice, that I'd never heard before,

“I need you to fuck me hard and fast. Can you do that for me?”

I didn't really know how to reply, so I just smirked at her forwardness and nodded excitedly. I quickened up the pace as she'd demanded, and she was quickly falling apart. I watched her in complete awe as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back. She was making the hottest whimpers and moans that I'd ever heard in my life. I absolutely loved this woman more than words could ever describe. She was close to climax, and I could feel her body begin to shake with every thrust of my hips, and I was close too.

“Faster, Tristan!” She screamed out, and I did as I was told.

She soon screamed out in ecstasy, while I began exploding into my own climax.

“Arghhhmmm,” she screamed out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

I snapped out of my own pleasure-filled daze, and as I pulled my head back, my mouth tasted of sweet fresh blood. I ran my tongue over my teeth and I could feel that my sharp canines were fully extended. I yanked open my eyes and saw that Freya was arched backwards still pulsing from her orgasm.

My eyes scanned over her face and it wasn’t long before I spotted it. Right there, between her shoulder and her neck, was a large bite mark. My bite mark. I watched in horror as her blood seeped out of the mark and was swept down her body by the shower water. I pulled back, immediately dropping her down onto her feet. She shot me a worried look and then held her hand up to her neck. She cautiously pulled her hand away and just stared wide-eyed at the blood that now completely covered her hand.

“Oh shit, Freya. What have I done?”