Burn it to the Ground [Werewolves]

[Dacian]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=background,http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v36/Tigeress/Random/postscripts/daci.png][bg=000000][atrb=style,background-position: top; background-repeat: no-repeat; padding: 220px 65px 65px 65px;]“Oh contrare, little pup, you do need my help even if you don’t want it.” Similarly, Dacian needed their help. Dacian was hardly bait-worthy material, quite the opposite in fact. A werewolf or two though would be the prime steak setting a trap for a cackling hyena. Irresistible. Pity Amelia was resistant to the idea. Typical women, you offered a little help and advice in exchange for a little blood and they got testy about it. Thankfully, Connor saw sense. Good, a least one of them had a brain. Naturally the one who he hadn’t caught loitering in dark alleys. His estimation of the boy’s intelligence went up. He was a little protective, and a might bloodthirsty about it, but what decent man wasn’t? Dacian decided that if Connor wasn’t obstructing him from a perfect plan, then he might even be able to tolerate him. The vampire smiled in satisfaction as the male werewolf finally agreed. “Deal. I won’t touch the girl if you hold up your end of the bargain.” He licked his lips, eyeing Connor’s throat. His blood wouldn’t be as succulent as the girl’s, but werewolf being as rare as it was, Dacian could settle for a little testosterone in his drink. He glanced to Amelia, a sideways smile baring one fang. “I’m a traditionalist. A bite will hurt, but if the donor is willing, I can minimise the pain.” He said. The idea of needles and plastic bags was blasphemous. Blood from the source was pure, untainted. He turned his eyes back to Connor, straightening his coat and stepping the middle of the alley. “I’ll be keeping an eye on you. If Dominic shows up, I’ll be there.” He winked. “Trust me.” And with that, he turned on his heel, put his hands in his pockets and walked casually out of the alley and left the wolves in peace. For now.

[Amelia Pace]

Fighting talk had never been something that Amelia had heard from Connor before. They had their conversations, certainly, but he’d never come across as threatening before, and hearing him talk of doing major damage to Dominic was slightly disconcerting if a little touching. He was standing in the way of her and trouble; for her. As much as she knew the threats carried an element of emptiness about them, it didn’t stop the small smile that tugged at the corner of her mouth at the thought of having somebody willing to throw himself in the way of danger for her.

As much as Amelia wanted to protest the vampire having any of either of their blood, it seemed the only way to get out of anything would be to agree, regardless of staying true to the deal or not. She didn’t like the idea of the vampire causing Connor more pain than their species had already put him through – he was still fixing from the last encounter. At least she’d been able to be healed by magic and had pretty much been up and running again in the next few days. She resisted the urge to tell the vampire where he could stick his trust, but she watched him walk away. Making sure he was gone before she dared to move more than a foot from Connor’s side.

”I hope you know what you’re doing,” she said, walking out of the alley and onto the main street. Suddenly going for a drink really didn’t seem like a good idea; curling up in a ball and not thinking about it really did. She’d only been a few steps before Connor had caught up with her on her quest back to the school. She reached out and took his hand back in hers, his touch now one familiar to her.

There journey back to the school was a contemplative one. Neither choosing to speak, just looking at the surrounding, taking in every drop. Senses working overdrive taking in every sound, smell and taste that came. When they reached the grounds they ended up off-road to the pitch. Amelia took a second to look up at the moon in the sky, so nearly full but not quite enough to wreak havoc with their bodies, ”I’ll see you in the morning,” she said, smiling, looking back at him from the moon. She quickly placed a kiss to his lips, giving his hand one more squeeze in thanks for the protection before she turned and headed back towards the castle and the safety its walls brought.