Chapter 4

Jasmine

Age fourteen.

Why am I so nervous and why is my throat burning? And Goddess why does that strange smell, smell so damn good?

When the doors opened the first thing I saw was a living room. And off to the right was the kitchen the walls were a dark shade of gray the cabinets were a dark blue. The dark blue sectional had red pillows on it. Weird color themes that’s for sure. I walked further into the foyer and headed down a dark non-lit hallway. Why is it so dark?

The glass door at the end of the hall had an indoor pool behind it with some chairs. It was dark and I couldn’t see much. I opened the door and walked into the room, the chlorine smell masks that wonderful smell of this apartment type place. The pool had some type of led lighting that made the water glow a light blue. I was standing at the ledge and I turned with the sudden sound of the door closing, it was heavy so it couldn’t have closed on its own.

A gasp left my lips when white eyes stared directly at me and I took a step back. I completely forgot about the pool behind me and I fell before my body could touch the water. A hand grabbed me and pulled me back. When I tried to pull away from him I somehow twisted and fell on my back with him crushing me…. At least I broke his fall.

“Who are you?”

Goddess those white eyes are terrifying.

“You’re afraid of me,” His voice is deep, and to answer his question yes I am but I’m not about to say those words out loud.

“No,” I lied but I think my breathing heavily gave me away.

He chuckled low and helped me to my feet.

“Follow me,” He said, walking out the pool area and back down the dark hallway.

He stops in front of the elevator door and I step side him and…..there it is again stronger.

I move closer to him and inhale my eyes close and drool falls from my lips.

“Oh, goddess. It’s you, that smell is coming from you,” wrong thing to say before the air could escape my lungs I was backed up against the door of the elevator the darkness no longer covered his face.

He was quite handsome. He's taller than me with dirty blonde hair and tattoos on both arms like sleeves and some coming up from the neck of shirt all the way to his ears, his hands, his fingers. The only skin you can see is his face. That's the only part that I can see that isn’t covered with tattoos.

The redhead that Tyson was talking to was here to see him. I have no idea why I feel so jealous right now. I don't even know but I am jealous…crazy jealous.

“That girl, the redhead. She was here with you?” I bit my tongue the minute the words left my lips but I couldn’t stop them. It was like word vomit.

“She was,” He said, anger boiling through my veins but I said nothing. I only looked away from him.

He lifted my chin so that I was looking at him.

“No need to be jealous, she’s not you,” He said, butterflies danced around my stomach.

Does he feel this too?

I had to get closer. I want…no I need to wrap myself in that delicious smell and crawl away so no one can find me.

I leaned into him and inhaled and oh, goddess did he smell so good. I felt different. My head was fuzzy and my teeth felt funny in my mouth. He grunted when suddenly I sank my teeth into my neck and the sweet taste of metallic sang as it hit my tastebuds. I moaned in delight.

I pulled him closer into me. His fingers pressed deep into my hips. I need to stop but it’s so good it tastes like Iron but it’s so damn good.

He fisted my hair and pulled my head away from his neck. I licked the rimlets of blood from my lips and my eyes zero in on the drops that’s leaking from the two holes In his necks.

Am I a vampire?

“You tasted me, now it’s my turn to taste you,”

Taste me? How could he….

My body trembles only to freeze when he slides off my underwear and his finger rubs across my folds. Such a small act had my body feeling strange.

He kneeled and looked up at me.

“Please don’t. I’ve never..” I started to rant.

“Shh, relax I’m your mate.” He replied.

“Roses,”He muttered.

Roses? My mate? My dad said you can’t find your mate until you're sixteen so how could he know that? And oh my..my eyes roll back In my Head with every swipe of his tongue a moan left my lips and as my legs begin to tremble, he stops.

You gotta be kidding.

He grabs my hand and pulls me to a computer and pushes my thumb against a scanner.

“Now you can get up here whenever you want. You have to go, your mother is going to check on you,” He said, pulling back to the elevator doors.

“But I have so many questions. I don’t even know your name,” He pushes me onto the elevator.

“Dimitrius,”

“I’m….”

“Jasmine,” He cuts me off as the elevator closes and begins to move.

I think he kept my underwear.

I crawled into bed. I know mom will be here soon to check on me. How can my parents expect me to give up my mate? Dimitrius..I can’t believe I have a mate and I don’t have to wait to find him.

The reality of what I was doing finally started to sink in. I have to marry Cato and when I do the pain from the mate bond will hurt not only me but Dimitrius. I never cared before but now that I’ve met him and I have this strange feeling towards him and this obsession with his blood. I can still taste the iron flavor on my tongue.

I hadn’t realized I had started crying until mom walked in and held me yelling for my dad to come quickly. I wanted to tell her nothing was wrong, only the pain of losing Dimitrius.

I grabbed my heart. I can’t hurt him.

“My chest hurts,”

Those words were all it took for my mother to rush me to the hospital.