Dulled burgundy eyes shimmered as Kain shut the door to Renzo’s chamber. In side sat Este, completely defenceless, waiting for his new mate to seal the bond. Espying the sire in question, Kain threw all self preserving instincts out the window and rushed at the sire, managing to pin him to the wall.

“He’d better enjoy tonight… cause we’ll all know if you hurt him”

Then releasing the stunned sire he sped off before anyone could see the tears that were threatening to spill

And so ends childhood

The stone halls rushed passed as he fled, turning into a garden where no one came anymore, sat down hard in the snow and watched, as it slowly stained pink.

Who was he going to joke with now? He was hardly able to visit Sladyn now, the mad father that had been a friend to both him and Este was almost constantly locked in his rooms now.

His fists clenched and trickles of blood ran down his knuckles. Without thinking he flicked his hand and watched the razor sharp threads of blood pierce the stonewall. Arm still out stretched he noticed the sudden change in his surroundings. Glancing around he caught sight of a sire in the shadows, unnaturally metallic gold hair being the only truly visible part apart from his eyes… sapphire… and laughing at him!

With a growl he sent a new set of lines at the stranger and watched as he disappeared only to reappear at the other end of the garden. Launching more and more threads of different thicknesses to catch the sire, he did not notice the snow of the garden turning bright red as each thread bounced of a wall instead of sinking into flesh.
The ground below him gave out and the sound of a dragon roaring filled his ears. His body collapsed onto the sticky almost warm snow as his vision darkened

He woke in total darkness because his eyes refused to co-operate and open. But that didn’t matter, he was tucked up against someone, and the pulse of the neck artery was near his lips, tempting him,
The blood filled his mouth, old and crackling with energy, spicy and foreign, reminding him of the far east where his parents had raised him.
He drew back gently, licking the wounds closed before opening his eyes, the large pupils contracting back to cat like slits as he raised his head. Staring back at him were the sapphire eyes, no longer laughing but narrowed in desire.

Hands slid up the sides of his body as he tried to wriggle away and then suddenly his body was flipped over and harsh lips crashed on his, a quick probing tongue and snarls as he tried to resist. From the open door way he could see the pregnant moon and with a start, disbelief and belated recognition he saw that a week had passed in his sleep and that it was now All Souls Night.

Strong hands gripped his hips and pulled up, making him arch against the stronger body… cloths melted away as though they had never been.

Inside a feral beast opened its eyes and liked what it saw, clinging with all it’s might and reducing his common sense to a quivering ball in the furthest corner of his mind.

There was a moment of agony shooting up his spine, then waves of pure ecstasy almost as bad as the pain. His legs and arms entwined with the others and then it was just them and the pleasure that building higher and higher until with a scream his soul shattered and reformed in a single instant.

Soryo looked down at the father sprawled and sleeping entwined with him, only a few minutes ago that chest had been heaving for unneeded breath, pearls of sweat gleaming lightly and his burgundy eyes gone a dazed shade of gold-red.

Now those golden red eyes were hidden behind paper-thin lids. He glanced over his companion once more. Silky snow-white skin, marred now by marks of passion… all the more beautiful surrounded by the mass of blood red curls. His eyes moved downwards lingering on the soft belly before settling on the slender legs, thighs slightly covered in blood.

An innocent… his mouth smiled as he licked the blood away, his companion moaning softly before settling again… his… yes most definitely…. He nuzzled the thigh and for a moment listened to the pulse just below the skin… the council wanted him to find a mate didn’t they.. well he’d found one…

The beast purred in agreement, and rose wanting another taste of the soul that had cried to him every All Souls Night. He pressed his lips against swollen coral ones and he gently teased delicate fangs.

Time to wake up. The limbs twitched and the body arched beneath him.

No time for gentleness, another night, once his mate was properly courted and won, a time to explore the body in full with soft caresses… but for now…

Growls and hisses, then snarls and moans filled the room.

Kain ached, his legs didn’t want to support him, yet he’d made his way back to his rooms in record time. His parents were already in their rooms… Micah had only just started feeling All Souls again, he and Ailsla had celebrated well if the claw marks on the walls told any truth.

He’d woken up next to the blond sire, his clothes in shreds around the room, his body alternatively aching and shivering in delicious sated ness. Grabbing a shirt much too large for him left the sires room, looking back every so often to make sure the sire hadn’t woken up.

Try not to think about it

Not remember hot or cold or the exquisite torment. He’d passed by Renzo and Este’s strangely empty sounding room without a second glance, just get to his goal.

He didn’t want to think or remember

He just wanted to sleep

Sladyn grinned as another thread fell into it’s patter

“Now come find me! I know you’re here!”

Cold green eyes snapped open as a teasing scent filled the air. His mind questioned its presence while the other half of him knew exactly what was happening.

An interesting hunt to be sure.