TWISTED FATES BOOK 2: EVEN MORE TWISTED

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I returned to the compound, feeling satisfyingly drained from using so much of my energy this evening. Regrettably, my tranquil deportment was soon thwarted by the twat.

“You smell like her.”

He was such an imbecile. I rolled my eyes. “Was that meant to be a question?”

“You fucking bloodsucker! You fucked her, didn’t you?”

“And if I did?” I asked dismissively, looking at my nails.

“You fucking cocksucker! You knew that I wanted her for myself!” He growled in a pitiful attempt to intimidate me.

Without warning, I wrapped my hand around his profuse neck and held him against the cement wall, lifting his burly frame a right foot above the ground as if he weighed nothing.

“SHE will NEVER be yours! She was and ALWAYS will be MINE to do with as I please! She would never bother to waste herself with the pathetic likes of you.”

“Fuck you! She’s not yours either. She’s with the mutt. So, who’s pathe- “

I tightened my grip, my sharp claws penetrating his flesh, drawing blood. I extended my sharp fangs snarling. “I highly recommend you think twice before finishing that statement, boy.”

He let out a slight whimper as he fought to free himself from the confines of my firm hold around his neck. Once I felt that he had begun to implore for his freedom enough, I released his bulky frame allowing him to crumple to the cold cement floor gasping for breath like a fish out of water.

“Such a pathetic excuse for a vampire … gasping for air as if it was needed to sustain you.”

I shook my head and clicked my tongue in disgust as I made my way to Dasha’s room. She was expecting a report on how her magics faired with our little practice run.

“Enter,” Dasha spoke as I tapped on her door announcing my arrival.

“Dasha.” I nodded once I entered her ostentatiously decorated room.

“Well?”

“It worked.”

“How well?”

“Well enough to bring her to the pinnacle of pleasure several times, in fact.”

“You fucked the bitch? Are you an idiot? We hadn’t even tested the tonic yet! What if she realized it was fucking real?!”

“She didn’t, and I didn’t actually, as you so eloquently put it fuck her. I only kissed her. She passed out shortly after; everything else that happened was because I entered her dreams and manipulated them to my desired intents.”

“So, she had no idea you were really with her… and you know this how?”

“I just know.”

“That’s not good enou- “

“Well, I guess it will have to be, won’t it.”

“I swear to the Goddess if you fucked this up because you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself – “

“ENOUGH! I have already had my patience worn incredibly thin do not push me beyond my limits, Dasha.”

“Fine. But it’s your mess to deal with if that whore figures it out.”

“So be it.”

She scowled. Dasha hated that she wasn’t able to fully control my nature. There were limits to what she had no control over when it came to me. My desire being one of them.

Despite my lack of benevolence, I had overheard Dasha informing her lackey that the female vampire was my mate. My memories of her remained clouded for quite some time, but the more I allowed myself to entertain my thoughts with her presence, an affinity towards her continued to grow. My mind shares no recognition of her striking appearance, but it was clear that my body was quite in tune with hers. I knew I was brash and fell prey to those carnal aspirations, but there was something in the way her bright green eyes held my own that made it impossible to ignore her. For some odd reason, my feelings towards Samantha were divided between despising her and yearning for her at the same time. I kept this secret to myself as this information would only alert Dasha that whatever hold she has over me may indeed be dwindling. And I, for one, had no qualms in ridding myself of her company if given the right opportunity.

I departed Dasha’s room, slamming the door behind me, scorning myself for my own idiotic lapse in judgment. I had exemplified a moment of weakness. I would not make this same mistake again.

Bollocks.

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3 Months Ago - Jareth

No Jareth, believe me when I say, the party’s far from over there are plenty more of those vermin waiting in the wings at my command.”

“Then, why aren’t you? I’ve barely broken a sweat, and you are only delaying the inevitable, so let’s not dawdle any longer than necessary, shall we?”

“Jareth, you’re correct in your assumption that I underestimated you. You have a great power that I find immensely advantageous. How about the two of us make a deal.”

I scoffed at the impertinence of this vile creature. As if I would ever contemplate an alliance with her. “Pity Dasha, it looks like you sought out the wrong person. Now let’s get this ridiculous banter over with. I have a mate to rescue.”

“Oh, I don’t think so, Jareth. I’m pretty sure you’re going to do exactly what I want.”

“And in what delusional world would you make such a deduction?”

“The one where I’m standing over your precious little bitch right now. Don’t worry, though; she’s quite comfortable, really. Hmm …well, maybe not so much, actually. I suppose slowly bleeding out while being given an IV cocktail containing Vervain and a few extra poisonous plants of my own might be a bit painful after all. That and, of course, the silver chains. SO, scratch my first comment, my bad. I guess you could say that Sammie is suffering delightfully.”

The little girl that Dasha was using as her conduit glared at me menacingly. “Well?” she inquired while arching her brow.

“What is your request?” I conceded as I shrugged my shoulders in defeat.

“Easy Peasy, Jareth. Since you took away all those beautiful years that I was supposed to gain from Sammie’s death, I need something to supplement my care regimen. Your blood should suffice in maintaining my youth. Now I know it sounds like a lot, but I assure you, I only require a small vile once a week to keep up my youth and vitality. That shouldn’t be too much to ask, should it?”

“Somehow, it seems too simple coming from you, Dasha. What else are you expecting? My blood will not make you immortal, and I will not sire you.”

The little girl giggled. “Fine, fine, you got me, I don’t want to become some icky vampire. No, that’s just inconceivable. However, there is one other thing that I will be requiring. But I promise you won’t even feel a thing.”

“Regale me, Dasha … what is it?”

“You’re really no fun at all, Jareth. Fine. If you must know, I am a firm believer in ensuring that my alliances remain intact, precautionary measures if you will. If you agree to it, then you relinquish your control over to me. I will be the one in charge.”

“I will not kill Samantha.”

“Of course not. That goes without saying, silly boy. Other than that caveat, your will shall belong to me. I want you as my right hand and with it your strength in abolishing the vermin that stand in my way.”

“No harm will come to Samantha.”

“I promise. I will never use you to harm that stupid skank, and I will never lay a hand on her. You have my word. Now do we have a deal, Jareth; your little mate doesn’t seem to have much blood left to drain.”

My hands clenched in tight fists as I hissed. I refused to oblige Dasha’s whims, but I was at an impasse.

I was knowledgeable enough to ascertain that Dasha was not bluffing. This entire scenario had been one giant ruse to bide her time into seizing Samantha. And from the sound of it, she had succeeded. I shut my eyes, picturing my beautiful mate recalling every single part of her and securing it within the confines of my memory for safe-keeping.

“Fine. We have a deal. Now release my Beloved.”

“Tsk Tsk Jareth, not so fast. I need to make sure you keep up your end of the bargain.”

“And how do you expect me to do so?” I was growing tired of her relentless ranting.

“Simple. Come to the hotel rooftop. I have a special weapon that I have charmed to ensure whomever it penetrates shall succumb under my will. The choice will be yours. Either attack me, or Samantha will become my little tortured soul until I decide to dispose of her or you.”

“Is that all?”

“Of course, Jareth. Now tick tock better hurry, your little Sammie is waiting.”

The little girl immediately turned around and skipped off into the night. I had no intention of following. I had a pressing engagement that I needed to attend.

“Forgive me, Samantha. This is the only way.” I muttered as I quickly dashed back over to where she was being held captive.

My only hope was that I wasn’t too late.