Her curves glistened in the light streaming in from the hallway. She didn’t see that the closet door was slightly ajar or did she feel the presence in her house. Shae bent down to get some panties out of the drawer and when she stood up it was too late to realize. Her present took over her future and as a large, hot palm covered her mouth, she tried to scream but her sound was cut short.
“Shut up and don’t make a sound or I will cut you.”
Shae didn’t feel a knife, but she wasn’t going to argue. She could feel hot breathe on her neck and she whimpered with the hard cock that pressed against her ass. There was no mistaking what it was and the intent of her intruder seemed clear. The hand moved from her mouth, trailing down her body as she grimaced. “Please let me go. I won’t say anything to anyone.”
There was a rough-sounding cackle behind her and then a rip as his hands forced their way into her shorts. Shae felt a surge of adrenaline and when he turned her around for a kiss, she kneed him in the groin and started to run towards her front door. Her hands shook and like in the movies, the damn doorknob was making it far too hard to open it.
She finally got out and the air tasted sweeter than it ever had before. Shae was running up the steps when she felt a hand on her ankle and she fell down onto the top of the stairs. Another scream pierced the air, louder than before and un-muffled. She called for help before the man started to cover her body with his own. His hand moved to cover her mouth and shut her up, but she got out one more sound, hoping that someone would hear her and help.
Chapter 2
Caspien heard a muffled scream and when his eyes scanned the block of apartment buildings, he couldn’t pinpoint it.
“Come on, let’s go Cass. I don’t know why you listen to that old witch. She hasn’t had a credible prediction in years. You have to let go of the stories.”
Caspien looked at his partner. They were not blood related, but had been raised as brothers. They had trained together and from the time they were five, each other was all the two had. Caspien wanted to believe that a woman as old as dirt knew where he would find his true mate, their true mate. Renald had given up on love when he turned thirty. It had never taken so long for any of his ancestors and he had begun to believe that as times changed, so would the families have to change. Renald had found several suitable women to take the place of their mate, though Caspien held out for what he saw as destiny.
The old witch everyone called Daria, yet no one really knew much about had told the raven-haired man that he would find his love that night and in the spot where he was. He was to wait and watch and she would reveal herself. She gave no description, but she was certain that he would know the right woman when she crossed their path. Caspien was high on hope, but Renald was ready to call it a night and go pick up some love from the bar. He didn’t understand the need for a mate, when in the present culture, it didn’t really matter anyways.
“Can we please just go home?”
“You heard that sound didn’t you? I need to be here. If you want to go find you some tail, just go. I am staying here, she is here and I can feel it.”
The light-haired man agreed and bade him a goodnight. His desires needed tending to and there was a local bar that he frequented with a cute bartender. He took off in that direction and left his friend to wait for something that was not going to happen.
Cass almost forgot about the sound and his mind wandered to what he was supposed to be doing. He was there to meet with some of the other families. There had been several deaths because of a dispute in the lines and he was supposed to be finding some sort of peace between them all. The meeting they had earlier had been anything but helpful. The room exploded into arguments and a few fistfights and threats of fire breathing was kicked around. Caspien had called the day off and hoped that the next day would be better.
Renald was probably right, he thought to himself. He usually was the more pragmatic of the two, but Cass still believed in the old ways and he believed that it was close to being his time. He was losing faith though, until he heard a loud scream that was clearly a woman in need. When he heard the cry for help, he was already on his way to her, but the sound sent a shiver through his spine. It was her!
Caspien flew down the hillside where he had been perched. He shifted and ran the rest of the way. He saw a wisp of blonde hair and then it being snatched from his view. His dark eyes turned to slits and he saw the bright images through the brick wall. There were more noises and then Cass was upon the struggling pair.
His eyes adjusted and he grabbed the dark man on top of the woman that he still couldn’t properly see. His hands crushed the man’s shoulder and he threw him backwards, his body crashing halfway back up the stairs and laying limp where he landed. Cass gave him one more glance before he turned his attention to the woman trying to get to her feet. He could tell she was shaken and he reached out to help her.