The Vampire´s Secret Baby Page 9

  He’d found his true mate. Every pure wolf had a mate out there. A wolf who never found its mate would go through life aging and dying as a mortal. But if you were lucky enough to find that mate and you had a child; then you would both live forever and you would stay young. And the bonds of the tribe would be strengthened forever.

  He knew that he felt something special when he’d first met her; there was something that drew him to her and it was far beyond her physical beauty. She had to sense it somehow. But she was fighting it. He could feel her conflict. He knew that he was not the stable man that she probably wished he was. He was selfish and arrogant at times; but he’d always been that way. When he really thought of his ways and the manner that he treated people (especially women) he knew that it was all a defense mechanism. He had been trained to be as secretive as he could be and it was a good way to keep people at bay.

  But he had to let her in, if she was willing. They were meant to be together; it was their destiny to find each other.

  He just had to make her see that.

  ***

  “You met The Rob Thompson?” Nancy giggled. “I would not even be able to talk to him! I’m so jealous!”

  Doria laughed as she pressed the incline on the treadmill to take her workout to the next level. She began to jog harder feeling her heartbeat moving up a notch. She’d been so antsy since last night; she hadn’t even been able to sleep. It was as if being with Rob and finding out who he really was had awakened something inside of her, something primal. And she could not ignore the fact that she was loving it.

  “Did you get any?” Rachel asked.

  Doria looked at her in shock. “Of course not. It was an interview. You ladies have been watching too much weird stuff on the internet.”

  “Hey, I told you about my porn addiction in private,” Rachel replied with a smile. The three girls were enjoying their daily six a.m. workout. The gym was quiet that time of the day and they didn’t have to worry about waiting ten minutes to use a machine; they could just get in and out and be done with it.

  Doria usually had to force herself out of bed that early to make their normal time frame, but she had been unable to sleep last night. And it wasn’t even a full moon.

  She could not get Rob out of her head. The fact that he was like her opened her eyes to other possibilities about him and the way he was. That might have been the reason he acted like such a jerk at times, to push people away so they wouldn’t find out about him.

  Or he might have just really been that arrogant… or maybe just mysterious. She didn’t know, but it was tying her head in knots trying to figure the man out.

  “He really isn’t anything special,” Doria said. She felt suddenly like she was trying to convince herself more than her friends of this.

  “What are you talking about? He is the superstar God among men. He is beautiful, rich, hella famous, and worshipped by millions. He is the epitome of the perfect guy,” Rachel said.

  Doria looked at her. “Are you serious? You think all of those superficialities make the perfect guy?”

  “Well, it sure as hell helps.”

  “You are so warped,” Doria said. “You have to start dating real men and not players.”

  “Hey, maybe I’m playing them just as much as they think they are playing me,” Rachel said. She was doing a full run now.

  “That’s true, she is a bit of a man eater,” Nancy said.

  Doria laughed. She’d known her friends since college and she loved them like sisters. They had been though a lot of things together and it was tough to believe that they were still so tight.

  Neither one of them knew about who she really was though. She had never talked with anyone about it, except Rob. After she’d been bitten she didn’t think much about the attack until the symptoms started. It started with bizarre dreams, unexplained urges, heightened smell, sight, and hearing that came and went at bizarre times. And then the full moon happened and she watched herself transform. It was the most terrifying thing she’d ever been through. She stood in the mirror watching herself in wolf form and wondering if it was permanent or if she would change back.

  When the sun rose the next morning she was herself again. She threw herself into a flurry of research trying to find out what she was and what had happened to her. She was too scared and too embarrassed to talk to anyone about it though. Even the supposed online communities and forums with people claiming to be lycanthropes were full of brain dead teenagers who were play acting. None of it was real. And she could understand why. If this knowledge got into the wrong hands then any werewolves would be killed or used as lab rats. She couldn’t let that happen.

  She was grateful of the fact that even when the wolf happened and took her over she was still her. She had her own mind, her own thoughts, although she had strong and primal urges to run and to taste human blood. She had been successful at fighting these urges so far. She prayed she could continue the good fight.

  She noticed something right then; Rob did not have to stay away from people on full moons. He could control the shift. Of course she figured under periods of intense anger the wolf would emerge as it almost did last night. Was that why he’d kissed her? Maybe… but it wasn’t the only reason.

  Doria on the other hand could not control the shift during the full moon at all. She had to make plans and stay indoors. She knew that Rob occasionally played night games and sometimes this was during a full moon. She needed to talk to him and learn from him; she wanted to find out more about what he was.

  Or was that just an excuse to see him again? Oh, why did he make her feel this way? He was the type of man she swore she would never get involved with but he had this power, this hold over her that she just could not explain.

  “So, I take it your boss will be happy,” Rachel said. “You got the coveted story that all of your peers are so jealous to get.”

  “Yeah, I hope he likes it. I still have to write the thing though; I’ll spend most of the day doing that and hopefully have it done by tomorrow morning.”

  “So, when are you seeing Rob again?” Nancy asked.

  “Um, I don’t know; I hadn’t really planned to.”

  “What? You are really going to let him get away?”

  “You know who he is; he is a total player. He isn’t the kind of guy that wants to stay with the same woman, especially if she isn’t giving it up right away.”

  “Yeah, that must be why there are all those rumors about how he turns down willing women left and right. But then again he is seen with a lot of women too…,” Nancy said. “God, that guy is such an enigma. It makes him so much hotter.”

  Rachel laughed. “You need help. You sound like an eighth grade girl crushing on the new guy or something.”

  “You are one to talk,” Nancy said.

  “I admit the guy is a major league hottie and I would love to go out with him, but I know too much about the way he is to really ever feel secure dating a guy like him. I mean he obviously doesn’t want commitment; he seems to prefer living the bachelor life.”

  “Well, that’s too bad; I guess I’ll have to do him. If you would just give me his contact info…”Rachel joked.

  “Over my dead body,” Doria said.

  “Oh! So you do like him!” Rachel declared.

  Doria laughed. She was caught. “You guys suck.”

  “Hey!”

  A voice came from behind them. Doria glanced back to see a familiar face walking towards them. It was Dan Richards. It was very strange to see him there at her gym so early in the morning. She was pretty sure he lived in a wealthy area of town on the other side of the city. What was he doing there?

  “Wow, small world,” Doria said.

  “It really is,” Dan said stepping up on the treadmill beside her.

  “I didn’t know you went to this gym? I’ve never seen you here before,” Doria said.

  Rachel and Nancy looked as if they were going to burst out of their skins. They knew who Dan was, of course.
Doria decided to torture them just a bit longer…

  “I don’t most of the time; I use my own home gym, but I had some business I had to take care of in this area of town and I have a bunch of other stuff to do later on, so I won’t be home for a while. Luckily I have a little bit of time so I thought I’d get some cardio in while I could.”

  “Oh, ok,” Doria said.

  Rachel cleared her throat. Doria smiled and introduced her friends to Dan. They both pretended to act cool, but were really about to go insane with envy that Doria actually knew Dan. It was hilarious.

  As Doria finished up her workout she and Dan started to talk a bit. It dawned on her that talking to him might give her some more background information about Rob and she could possibly include a side bar or a short article about Dan that might explode into his own feature; after all he was still a legend in the game and was still a great player even though he was getting up into his mid-thirties (which sounded strange to think of as old, but in the world of professional sports it was bordering on ancient).

  Dan was surprisingly laid back and charming; gone was the aggressive manner that he displayed at the bar around Rob. Maybe he was a bit drunk or maybe he was just really fed up with this hotshot kid coming in and taking all the glory that used to be his. Both lines of thinking were childish, but she tried to sympathize a bit with Dan. Rob could be a bit much to take; he was rather full of himself sometimes.

  Rachel and Nancy kept trying to interject themselves into the conversation. Dan seemed to be pleasantly ignoring them while he focused on the great conversation he and Doria were having.

  “Well, it was great talking with you,” Doria said. “And are you sure you don’t mind if I put some of that in the article I’m writing? I might be able to get a sideline or even a possible feature for you.”

  Dan seemed interested. “No, I don’t mind at all. I’ve enjoyed the talk. In fact would you like to continue this over dinner tonight?”

  Doria was put a bit off guard by his invitation. She found Dan attractive and she was mildly interested, but she did have a lot of work to do to finish that piece.

  “I’m actually busy tonight, but later in the week I’m free,” Doria said. She typed her number into his phone quickly. “Call me; we will set something up.”

  As she and her friends walked into the locker room Rachel and Nancy practically exploded on her with envy.

  “Oh, my God! You have like two major league ball players after you,” Rachel said.

  Doria smiled. It was flattering and fun to think about. “Well, Rob isn’t really after me. I mean, we just kissed once.”

  “What? Hold on—you kissed him? You never told us that!” Nancy said.

  “Well, it wasn’t much to tell.”

  “That’s crazy. How was it? Oh, I bet it was awesome!” Rachel replied.

  “It was, but he might not want to kiss me again after I slapped his face…” Doria said.

  “What? Why did you do that?” Rachel asked.

  “Because I wasn’t expecting it and I don’t really like the guy. He is a total jerk. I’ve told you this. But suddenly he grabbed me and laid it on me. I was so angry that I belted him one. But afterwards… I can’t deny it was pretty much a perfect kiss.”

  “You are the coolest person that I know,” Nancy said.

  “This is true,” Doria agreed.

  Chapter Four

  Rob stepped out of the shower feeling more refreshed than he had since he woke up that morning. It was an intense day starting with some conditioning drills with his trainer and then some batting practice, and then of course this was followed up with his drug test and a couple of quick interviews at the club house that he hadn’t planned on, but the Skipper told him to go answer a few questions so they could get the reporters out of there. He was happy to oblige.

  But now he was tired and it was time for a quiet evening of relaxing at home. He toyed with the idea of going out and having some fun, but decided that a couple of beers and a movie in his custom made home theatre was going to be the perfect way to relax this evening.

  He did not want to spread himself too thin with the first playoff game coming up in five days. He was a bit nervous, he had to admit; but he was also very excited and he knew that he was ready for anything they would throw at him.

  He was just grabbing a beer out of the fridge when his phone rang. He did not recognize the number. He figured it was telemarketers or if it was important someone would leave a message or call back another time. As he finished putting together some snacks he heard his phone beep, letting him know he had a voice mail.

  He played the voice mail and his blood ran cold.

  “Hello Rob,” the voice said. It was low and deep. “You might not recognize me, but if you don’t want Doria dead then you are going to want to call me back in the next five minutes.”

  What? Doria? What the hell?

  Rob dialed the number back and the same voice answered after the first ring.

  “Who are you? What is going on?” Rob demanded.

  “I’ll ask the questions here,” the voice said. “My name is Kade. You don’t know me, but you know the people I am descended from. I am the last of the Ganno tribe.”

  “The Ganno—?” The Ganno Tribe had been eliminated a hundred years ago. This could not be happening.

  “I assure you that I am who I say.”

  “What do you want?”

  “Well, it just so happens I have found a lady friend of yours and I have her in my possession.”

  “She isn’t my lady friend; I hardly know her,” Rob said realizing quickly that this was not the point. Besides he was afraid the truth was evident in his voice; it was true he hardly knew Doria but he had not been able to go a minute without thinking about her. He wanted her. He needed her. He ached for her. She was his one true mate and he knew his life would never be complete until they were mated.

  “Oh, so she isn’t your true mate?” Kade asked.

  Rob was silent. How did he know? What game was this man playing?

  “Yes, I know all about it,” Kade continued. “You see, I’ve been watching you for a while. Being a world famous athlete hasn’t really done much to put you in a low profile. I know what you are; I’ve been searching for you for so long.”

  “Why? What do you want?” Rob asked.

  “Now, you still haven’t figured it out? Frankly I’m disappointed. Did your tribe not tell you about who you really are?”

  “They told me,” Rob replied. The anger was rising inside of him; he had to stay calm.

  “Then they told you about how your family slaughtered every member of my tribe? They told you how they killed off all of the Ganno?”

  “They told me. You were trying to destroy my tribe; my family are all that survived. And they told me that every member of the Ganno was dead. That war is over.”

  “Oh, that battle maybe; but not the war. And yes they did kill most of the Ganno. But you see, not before Amika bit me and made me what I am. I had only started my journey to become a wolf. I didn’t even know what was happening to me. But just as I was on the cusp of figuring everything out and learning what I had become your people destroyed the last of the Ganno in what I understand was an epic battle. I would have loved to be a part of it.”

  “You still haven’t told me what you want. I’m a little bored with the bed time story.”

  Kade laughed. It was a hideous cackle that sent chills down Rob’s spine.

  “Very well; I’m a hybrid. I’m sure you know all about hybrids and look down on them.”

  “Not really, I look down on the scum who forced a curse on an innocent person.”

  “Oh, didn’t your parents do that by having children?”

  “No. Being a pure blood is different. We are born into it; we have a family bloodline, a pack. A hybrid has no real ties to anyone. They are forced to be lone wolfs. They have no pack, they do not have the power that pure blood has and they are slaves to the cycle of the moon. And
unless they have iron will power they are slaves to an unquenchable bloodlust. And they can transmit the curse to others through the bite; pure bloods can only do that by birth.”

  “Oh, I see. You are well-informed on the subject; so am I.”

  “Let the girl go; she is innocent in all of this.”

  “You know when I first discovered that one of the tribe I was looking for was you, I couldn’t believe it. But then I saw you for myself and I knew. I saw the anger and the rage smoldering beneath your human disguise in that bar. And I saw the way you kissed this woman. I saw the way the two of you responded to each other. I knew, even if she didn’t. But then again, she is a young wolf.”

  “Let her go, now. This is between us.”

  “Well, actually this is between all of us. I know what she means to you. And I know what will happen if the two of you become mated. You see, I’ll let the girl go, but you have to play along.”

  Rob was getting flustered. “Play along at what?”

  “You are the leader, the alpha of your tribe. You are the youngest, yes but your own powers have far surpassed even those of your father.”

  “How do you know that? I am not—“Rob began.

  “Don’t play games with me. You are the alpha. Alphas are born and they are made. You were born into it; I took the power by killing humans and by making others into more of my kind. You see I’ve been developing a great little pack. They are all young and inexperienced, but they are wolves all the same. I would have started sooner, but it took me so long to discover the path to greatness.”

  “You have a tribe?” Rob asked. This was the worst thing he ever could have heard. A wolf with a tribe was so much stronger; their energies fed off each other. And a good bit of that power went to the alpha.

  “That is right. Is the picture coming together for you now? I need you to sacrifice yourself to my tribe. Then we will be unstoppable. And your pack will be history. But if you don’t do what you are told, I will kill this girl. And your chances of becoming mated, gaining immortality, and of strengthening your pack will all be lost. It’s your choice. Meet me tomorrow night at seven. I’ll text you the address. By the way. Come alone or the girl will be dead before you can blink.”