Chapter 38

Gia winked at the tall pale man as he set another drink in front of her. "If I didn't know better I'd think you were trying to get me drunk."

Stefan grinned and shook his head, his slight European accent teasing and kind as he reached out and pulled her into his body. "My name is Stefan sweet lady and all I want is a dance."

Gia started to laugh then whirled to the dance floor, the alcohol taken in over the past five hours had shut down all thought processes. "Let's Dance!"

Stefan pulled her in close to her, her scent floating into his nose, just as he suspected she was a life mate of another vampire, but he easily could taste the discontent that she was radiating, her bond with him was fresh and she was unsure of something. He twirled her out and then back into his body, his lips pressing on her hair. "You're a little wildcat baby," he whispered.

She dipped and swayed in the dance, her eyes closing as she lost herself in the music. There were no problems, no lying mates, nothing but teh music and moving with it. "You say the sweetest things Stefan."

"Well you deserve it baby... you deserve to be treated like a goddess," he purred in her ear as he leaned in and licked it.

She shivered and stepped back a pace, her words slightly slurred. "Hey now, dancing is ok, licking not so much."

"Oh no, come on baby, you look so delicious almost good enough to eat" he teased as his fangs started to inch from his mouth.

She wavered as the last drink began to overload her system, a sweet laugh escaping her. "Dancing only, I just wanna dance." She twirled, ready to dance away from the green eyed man. "I'm not interested in other stuff Stefan."


He grabbed onto her arm. "Well I am, so sorry honey looks like you don’t have a choice tonight, I need what I need, and something tells me you can provide," his eyes flashed a deep red before his smirk revealed two very jagged fangs.

Her eyes grew wide as the fangs began to show. She tried to rip herself from his arms, as the stupid thought that she did have that neon glowing sign on her head "I am NOT interested at being your appetizer jackass." She pulled again trying to escape. "Let me go or I'll scream bloody murder."

She struggled harder, as his grasp tightened and he pulled her closer inch by inch. Her heart tightened in her chest as the whimpered plea whispered in her head..."Richiiieee..."

The three of them entered the bar which was full of locals and a band playing in the corner. Mic looked around the room as her eyes fell on Gia who was dancing with a sleezy looking man with short hair and buggy eyes. She was about to alert the others but Richie had already honed in on them.

Richie saw the man on her and he felt the terror in Gia's mind. He was different, not like a human, why couldn’t he read him as clearly and it was then that Richie saw white fangs slip from his mouth. "Holy hell!" he exclaimed frozen to the ground.

She tried to get away, and felt herself being twisted and lips whispering over her neck. Raising her foot she stomped down on his instep. "Let me go!"

He pulled her closer to his body "I'd like to see you try baby," as all his strength held her close to him, he moved her top down off her shoulder and in one slight move sank his teeth into her.

Goddamn it hurt. She cried out softly, even as his hand went across her mouth to muffle the sound. Jesus Christ it felt like red hot pokers being sent through her blood. Her knees began to waver as he pulled hard against her vein, draining more quickly than she'd felt herself lose before.

Richie stood watching the scene unfold, blood red anger flowed through his body as he watched in horror as the strange vampire bit down on his Gia’s shoulder. Richie cringed as he felt evil pain shoot through his body and felt Gia’s inner cries, but soon concentrated it all into blood thirsty rage as he flew across the room at lightning speed, a loud growl roaring from him. Knocking Gia out of the way and the offending vampire to the floor he went to his knees, his hands at the vampire’s neck.

She gasped as the wind left her body, the roar of rage vibrating in her ears. "What, did she taste bad or something? He'd just tossed her like a rag.

Mic leapt over to Gia and crouched down beside her. "Gia, Jesus Christ are you ok?" she dragged her friend to the side away from the now brawl that looked like it was about to break out, as Jon followed Richie.

"Miiiiiiiicccccccccccccccc heyyyyy girl whatcha doin here?" Gia looked up blurrily, the fumes echoing off her small frame. "Is my neon sign still on?" her voice twanged with a way too many tequilas slur.

Mic rolled her eyes as she realized she was drunk as a skunk.
"How much have you had to drink, Richie came to save you-" just as she was cut off by a loud growling sound as the two vampires came to blows.

Richie leaned all his body weight on the ugly son of a bitch. "What the FUCK do you think you are doing?" he yelled holding him to the ground but his throat.

Gia held up her hand in a just this much gesture. "Just a lil bit Miccccckie.. wanted to relax." She glanced up looking over her head. "Stupid fucking neon sign.. its still glowing."

"Honey focus, its me that’s glowing because, well never mind wake up and we gotta move as I don't wanna get in the middle of all that" Mic said looking over to where Jon was helplessly standing trying to pull Richie off the other man, with not much success, Mic looked down at her shoulder which had a healthy bleed dripping from the tear in her shoulder. "Shit Gia" Mic pulled off her cardigan off and placed it on her shoulder.

"Girl can't even get a drink in this town without being sipped FROM. Where's the justice?" She reached over for a chair and tried to pull herself up, her eyes following the noise and seeing Jon holding some odd guy and Richie snarling at Stefan. "Jeez, Hope he kills that jackass." She wavered and took a step towards the bar, seriously considering another drink. "Want one Mickie?"

Mic looked over at the scene, still very concerned what the hell was gonna happen but if she could get Gia away from it and if that meant the bar so be it.
"Sure babe, make mine a double" Mic said looking over them with a worried glance towards Jon, and who the hell was he holding now?

Jon grabbed the man trying to sneak up behind Richie and took a big shock for doing it. Oh it was another psi vamp, and his energy was singing. Snarling softly into the man's ear, everything inside of him wanted to send every ounce of killing energy his way. "Thought you'd get involved and help your friend? I DONT think so."

Giorgio stared into the man's blue eyes and that's when he saw it, a way to make the blue eyed one stop. Glancing over to where the blond was feebly trying to help her friend to the bar, Giorgio send a path of energy her way right into her mind.

As the pain came through her head Mic winced holding her temple as it whipped right through her, the oddest sharpest feeling.