Captive Of The Count

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Amara's pov

A full moon rose above the pitch-black clouds illuminating the skies and casting its light against the darkness just as it reflected on Cora's fur.

The wind blew softly against her caressing her fur as well as causing the tree branches to rustle which was the only sound that could be heard as it blew through the forest.

We were being followed. I could feel it. My statement wasn't a result of paranoia or anything. It was a fact, one which I have known ever since my sixteenth birthday and for five years now he followed me. I knew. I had kept it a secret.

I'd always wonder if he was who I thought he was, a vampire for sure, the blood gave him away.

But was he actually who I thought he was? Was he Ares? He always left clues that he was watching me and my every move.

I had always searched hoping to catch a glimpse of hair as blonde as mine or something else that I noticed a long time ago which would convince me that it was him but I had nothing.

I was pulled further into doubt by the notes and occasional chilling feeling of someone watching me and I had begun to think it was probably not Ares.

The novelty of being stalked by a handsome vamp who would sweep me off my paws and steal my breath was beginning to wear off as I had outgrown my childish fantasy. I blame it on the books and of course the fortune tellers who made an effort to read my palms and talk about a future with a devastatingly handsome man and an enchanting love story.

I had even bought the idea of them being extinct and this was some other creature but be it a vampire or not, I wanted to know what he wanted and why he still hasn't revealed his identity. what was the whole point of stalking me for years?

The chilling feeling that left goose bumps rising on my skin any time he was near swept through me again. He was nearer, probably ready to pounce on us knowing that we had our first official hunt today, he was pro....

Pay attention, Amara! Cora snapped as she leaned on her paws with eyes narrowed into slits and tail wagging excitedly. She was behind a bush and I could see that she had set her sights on a rabbit feasting quietly unaware of the dark fate about to befall it.

Starting with meek Animals? I scoffed with an eye roll, How the hell are we going to prove our worth by killing a rabbit on our first hunt? What happened to deers?

She ignored me and kept her eyes trained on her prey. She was careful to stay fixed in her position, unmoving lest she startles it.

pounce on it already! I groaned and just then we heard shuffling behind us causing the rabbit to move from its feeding stance. Its ears were perked and turned upwards in alert and it looked around trying to survey its surroundings.

Whatever is in those bushes had better not cause my prey to dart off! Cora growled in frustration as she ducked repositioning herself with the most indistinct moves I had ever seen her make and I snorted, all these expertise for a rabbit.

Pounce! I growled and she did as I bid but the white-haired creature slipped from her grasp gliding between her paws and off she took chasing after it with her grunts filling the air and the tiny squeaks coming from the rabbit.

She chased after it raising debris and dirt as she tried to have it in her clutches but it was quick to slip again and down it went burrowing into a narrow hole.