BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 373: Intoxicating

Chapter 373: Intoxicating

Her screams echoed around the hall and I can’t get them out of my fucking head, it’s drowned me into a state of delirium and my thoughts can’t keep up, mostly because all the blood rushed to my dick. Thankfully I pulled away observing my bite on her shoulder, red and bloody. I bite deep enough but not enough to break the skin.

I turned and split her blood off my mouth.

"W-W-What d-did you do to me?" She couldn’t get her words right as the sedative worked its way through her bloodstream, her head turning to the side and then a moan left her lips.

Shit!

I grabbed her jaw and turned her to look at me and I leaned close. "That little magic shit of yours will no longer work"

She said nothing, just looking at me with her dilated eyes, they were trembling too almost like I was a dream to her.

Did she hit her head or something? Okay let me rephrase that... she’s probably not in her right mind right now because of my bite.

She moaned again.

"Will you stop doing that?!" I snapped, I hated the way my body was excited by it, it didn’t make any sense. Getting turned on by a moaning vampire.

"Y-Your" she groaned and I observed as she licked her lips, I noticed how pink they were, glittering wet from the moonlight. "...D-Dick is..."

She didn’t need to finish because a mantra of fucks mentally invaded me when I realized my dick stood too close to her parted legs.

With a grunt, I picked her up as I rose to my feet and threw her over my shoulders. She yelped in pain but I ignored her.

"W-What a-are y-y-"

"Quiet!" I snapped.

I walked out of the building and spotted Singe as he walked up to me, his eyes darting to the woman on my shoulder.

"Let’s go we’re done here"

"The three werelions?"

"Dead"

~

I took a cold shower, making sure I washed off the blood and dirt, but most importantly her scent, it ticked me off and it felt like it was glued to my skin, no matter how long I tried to wash it off my nose is just too sensitive and so I gave up after an hour of scrubbing, her scent is too intense way more intense than a human and any supernatural creature I have ever met.

I couldn’t make out the contents. All I knew was it was suffocating my mind and my body was trying to fight it, I felt like I was coming down from a high of strong drugs.

I turned off the shower and stepped out of it, drying my body and putting on fresh clothes, shirt and a denim jean. I was zipping up when I heard the door.

"Come in"

The door opened and Singe stepped in.

"She’s awake"

"Good" but he was still there. "And?"

"Her scent Alpha, it’s all over the plane like a drug, the rest of the crew can’t breathe properly," He said heaving.

I guess I wasn’t the only one affected. "They should fucking get it together or they get out"

"But we’re in mid-air already"

"Exactly my point," I said, grabbing the packet of cigarettes and walking out. I don’t need my men to be looming around like drunk fucks.

"Any news?"

"Not yet, Alpha, I don’t think the vampire society knows she’s gone yet"

"Good", They won’t see this coming and when they eventually do, it will be too late.

I ordered for the few of Pride on the plane to lock themselves further away from where she was kept. Singe was right though her scent was everywhere almost like she was tainting the entire place with it. Oozing in every corner. This shit is escalating.

I nudged my head at one of my men guarding the door and he gave a nod of respect before opening the door for me, I stepped in and set my eyes on her, and my blood ran cold once again.

She sat on the seat, with her hands resting on the armrest, her back leaning on the chair, her head to the side and her eyes closed. She looked exposed, vulnerable even, still in her nightly and her strawberry blond hair a wild mess.

I got her to see her more clearly unlike last night, her skin was so pale like the moonlight paler than mine, I have light skin so it was all too much of a difference. Her lips a deep pink, plump and dry, her eyelashes were a darker shade of her strawberry blond, thick and all curled up, as well as her eyebrows, I noticed visible freckles spreading lightly on her top nose and cheeks, so light you could barely notice she has it from afar.

Her chest rose and fell slowly, and I let my eyes level to round breasts, not too big or small, just portable, with the nipples brushing against the thin material and my eyes leveled further.

How come I didn’t notice this until now?

She’s not wearing any fucking underwear. Fuck!

"Get a blanket!" I growled at the werelion at the door and he nodded but his eyes lingered to where she sat. "Do I need to gouge your eyes out?"

Fear crept up his features. "Forgive me Alpha" he rushed out and I slammed the door.

I’m not a sadistic horny bastard, I knew how to respect a lady’s dignity to a certain degree, and I blamed myself for not covering her with a damn blanket, an error.

The werelion wasted no time and he was back with a blanket. I dismissed him, turning back to the sleeping beauty. Frowning at that thought I flung the blanket to her body and she stirred.

I helped myself to a seat in front of her, taking out my cigarette and already going for a smoke, allowing the cloud of smoke to fill my nose, it at least dulled her intoxicating scent a bit. It was starting to tick me off.

She groaned, stirring once again and her eyes flicked open, she looked away from the window to get her eyes opened properly.

And then her soft green eyes settled on me.