🐺💣🔪 #MY_BLACK_KNIGHT 🔪💣🐺
🎴Happen 23
As Produced By Sheriff Squinty
Theme: Journey To Raziel’s
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I couldn’t help it; I was terrified. The thought of some unknown vampire creeping throu-gh my window, writing me a note to make sure I knew he was there, and then leaving Riley’s bloodied organ just feet away from my slee-ping form de-eply unsettled me. I should have known better to open the box once I re-ad the note, especially since my nose had been able to detect the smell of old blood. I had cracked the box open only slightly, which was enough to re-lease the foul odor so that it permeated the air in the room, and that was enough to make me freak out and almost throw up on the sp©t. For the first time all evening, I had been glad to see Gabriel.
I still felt dazed as Gabriel and Eli ushered me out of my room, Gabriel instructing Eli to dispose of Riley’s remains as soon as I was out of sight. I tried not to shudder in disgust. Gabriel stood quite close to me as he led me to the stairs but he made sure not to t©uçh me. I wondered if it was because he didn’t want to t©uçh me or because of our argument earlier.
Thinking of Gabriel’s earlier words caused pain to lance throu-gh my che-st and I winced outwardly. Gabriel glanced at me and I was pretty sure I saw a flash of concern in his eyes before I strode ahead of him, hurrying down the stairs and into the main living area. All thoughts of the creepy intruder aside, I still felt wounded. I was glad Gabriel had come to my rescue but I still did not want to get too close to him. I had promised myself earlier that I would leave him and move on, taking the unbearable pain as it c@m£, but the thought of doing so now was incredibly daunting. I could feel my Wolf’s anger with Gabriel but I knew she would have a ha-rd time recovering if I rejected our only Mate. She may never forgive me.
Gabriel indicated that I sit down on the couch and I did so, sinking down into the plush cushions with a sigh. There was a lamp lit next to the table in front of me, accompanied by several maps covered in marks. Gabriel turned the lamp off and made his way over to the majestic fireplace. I watched as he yanked a lever upwards and then rummaged around a bit before he gr@bb£d a lighter, holding it out to the large pile of dry logs that sat within. I found myself staring into space yet again.
What was I supposed to do? Gabriel had mentioned that he was going to bring me to meet this Raziel person, whoever it was. Perhaps this could be my chance to find out more about my Mate and his many secrets; but did I even want to? Did I want to involve myself further, only for Gabriel to throw angry and harsh words in my direction whenever he saw fit?
It wasn’t long before Eli returned and made his way to the kitchen, opening cabinets and gr-abbing mugs. As the fire in front of me began to blaze I heard the sound of brewing coffee. Gabriel had settled down in the armchair nearest mine. His muscles were still tense as he stared into the fire, the bright light reflecting in his unfathomable eyes.
I couldn’t help but stare at him, the way the fli-ckering fire accentuated his chiseled features with light and shadow. Some tiny p@rt of me abs£ntly wished he weren’t so good looking. Perhaps then I wouldn’t stare at him like a pathetic idiot all of the time. Then again, he was my Mate. I’d likely be attra-cted to him even if he were ugly.
“Who is Raziel?” I blurted out after a few more minutes of silence. I had to say something before my mind went in circles for so long that I went crazy. The smell of fresh coffee permeated the air and invaded my nostrils, soothing me slightly. I was glad they weren’t trying to get me to go back to sleep, as I knew the probability of that happening was slim. Then again, it would take quite a few cu-ps of coffee before my b©dy began to even register the caffeine, so drinking the small amount that Eli was probably ma-king wouldn’t actually serve to wake me up. It would just help me relax.
Gabriel looked at me then, his eyes appearing even blacker than normal due to the fire being the only source of light in the living room at the moment. To my irritation, he looked just as closed-off as usual, despite being borderline cruel to me earlier.
“He’s someone who knows a lot about vampires,” was his cool response.
“Why are you taking me with you?” I had my suspicions but I wanted Gabriel to confirm them out loud.
He looked surprised that I was even asking. “One of those…” he paused, clearly fighting down a surge of anger. “… things crept into your room while you’re slee-ping. If you think I’m letting you out of my sight after that, you’re very much mistaken.”
Although some p@rt of me would have been flattered by his protectiveness another day, today it just irritated me.
“Earlier you seemed perfectly content with the thought of me not being with you.” I couldn’t keep the bitterness from infusing my tone.
Gabriel’s hands gr!pp£dthe sides of the armchair and a look of legitimate regret crossed his features. He looked down, not attempting to hide the expression this time.
“I didn’t mean it like that,” he said quietly. His voice, too, oozed regret. I was surprised by the depth of the emotion. I stared at him, unsure what to say. Dozens of thoughts whirled throu-gh my br@in but I was unable to put them into words.
He looked up, slowly, gaze intense. “You wanted to know more about me. This is your chance.” His bitter tone mirrored mine from earlier, which unsettled me.
Eli walked in with three steaming mugs of coffee, saving me from a response. He set them down and then returned with a pint of milk and bowl of sugar. My mouth quirked into a half-smile; he had correctly guessed that I put a ton of extra cream and sugar in my coffee before I deemed it drinkable.
I worked on getting it to the perfect level of sweetness as Eli sat down. My mind wandered off yet again. Did I want to go with Gabriel? After thinking, I realized I probably didn’t have much choice. Gabriel would drag me along either way. p@rt of me dre-aded the trip, knowing I’d probably be hurt sometime along the way, as my emotions always seemed to get damaged when I was around him. Plus, I’d alre-ady made up my mind to leave him.
But the other p@rt of me wanted answers. If I walked away now, without ever knowing what Gabriel was hiding, I might always regret it. My Wolf definitely would regret it. She demanded an explanation for why our Mate was re-sisting us so much.
And, of course, there was the whole “creepy vampire sneaking into my room” thing. Despite the way Gabriel was treating me, I was still freaked out by the incident and wanted to stay closer to him for protec-tion.
So you do want to go, then? Despite what he did earlier? I queried.
He owes us answers, was her firm response.
I furrowed my eyebrows in contemplation. I guess I’m just worried about getting hurt again.
But it will help us un-derstand why he acts the way he does. I’ve never un-derstood his actions…his Wolf wants us desperately, I can tell. He fights his Wolf.
The thought of Gabriel fighting himself because of me stung, and I sipped on the piping h0t coffee to distract myself. Still, I knew she was right. My curiosity had always been insatiable, and I at least deserved something for my efforts.
“I’ll go, then,” I said out loud, interrupting Gabriel and Eli’s murmured conversation. Gabriel’s brows furrowed, as if he couldn’t believe I had ever considered not going. He had the good grace to remain silent, though. Surely he knew I was still angry from earlier. I was not going to just act like nothing happened, and I was not going to forgive him easily. He’d better have some damn good explanations in sto-re.
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Hall Of Supernatural Stories
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After finishing my coffee I stretched out on the couch, trying desperately not to let thoughts of a lur-k-ing vampire invade my mind. I wasn’t sure I’d ever be able to sleep in that room again.
“We’re leaving at sunrise,” Gabriel said, thankfully breaking into my disturbe-d thoughts. I nodded in response but didn’t look at him. I would make sure to have minimal contact with him, at least until he explained his hurtful actions. My stubborn streak was winning out on this one. I wasn’t going to let my jumble of feelings for Gabriel get in the way of retrieving the answers I wanted, so he definitely had a long trip ahead of him.
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I dozed off a couple of times, but never reached a full sleep due to the disturbing thoughts that still lur-ked in the corners of my consciousness. Only a few hours after the incident in my room, Gabriel and I were getting re-ady to hit the road. Eli volunteered to get the things I nee-ded so I wouldn’t have to go back up to my room; however, I was admittedly way too embarras-sed that he would have to go throu-gh my un-derwear to do so, so I decided to svçkit up. I would only have to be in that room for a few more minutes to pack. Besides, it was daylight, so the vampire was long gone.
“How long are we going to be gone?” I asked before heading upstairs. I’d thought it was a day trip initially, until Eli volunteered to pack my suitcase.
“Ideally we’ll be back before night tomorrow, but if not we’ll have to stay in a h0tel for another night,” Gabriel replied monotonously. Despite the coffee he looked a bit tired.
I blinked in surprise; we were staying somewhere overnight? A h0tel? The thought of staying with Gabriel in a h0tel room put me on edge, especially since we’d probably share a room.
I hurried upstairs, pushing the thought from my mind and packing as quic-kly as I could.
A few minutes later, with a couple more instructions to Eli, we were on our way. Gabriel took us towards a p@rt of the pack village that I had never been to. The sun’s first rays were just peeking over the horizon and the sky was a mottled blue-pink. I glanced around, inhaling the fresh morning air. I was just glad the vampires couldn’t be lur-k-ing about at this time.
I itched to ask Gabriel a question, as the silence was growing awkward and it was ma-king me uncomfortable, but then I remembered my resolve to avoid talking to him as much as possible.
He must have s-en-sed my unease, though. “What is it?” He asked, glancing at me out of the corner of his eye.
I sighed, annoyed that I was so easy to re-ad. “I’m surprised you’re willing to leave the pack,” I said, keeping my tone cli-pped and as neutral as possible.
The question was sincere, though, and I’d been wondering about the answer since he said we were leaving. I knew how devoted Gabriel was to his Alpha duties. Then again, he had left to come rescue me. The thought of such a gallant action was confusing as it starkly contrasted with some of his more recent behavior.
“Raziel will only communicate with me, I could not s£nd another in my stead,” he said curtly. I sighed at his attitude and didn’t push further; I supposed I’d find out soon enough.
I was utterly surprised when we st©pped at a long, flat building with numerous garage doors. I hadn’t realized they had all these cars in the Black Mountains Pack village.
“We’re driving?” I asked incredulously, although it made s-en-se if we were going to a more urban area.
“Vampires can’t smell as well as werewolves. It will be almost impossible for them to track us,” was his reply. Gabriel pu-ll-ed out a small key and unlocked the padlock holding the garage door closest to us, sliding it up with a swift j£rk. The car closest to us was large, black, and relatively new. It looked like some sort of Jeep.
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“I wasn’t aware there were any roads around here.”
“We keep them well hidden.”
He indicated that I climb in the pas-s£nger’s side. It felt almost surreal, the thought of ri-ding in a car with him. Almost… normal. I threw my bag in the backseat as Gabriel climbe-d in the car and started it. He deftly pu-ll-ed it out of the garage and around the side of the building, where I saw a rou-gh, overgrown dirt road nearly hidden by brush. He began to drive down this road as I sat back in my seat, trying to ignore the j£rks and bu-mps that c@m£ with driving on an unpaved road.
About an hour pas-sed in silence, in which I was trying not to acknowledge the sharp curves and steep drops on either side. It looked like we were almost to paved roads.
But then, the awkwardness between us was palpable. I had never been good with smoothing over uncomfortable moments. “What changed your mind?” I finally asked, when I felt like I couldn’t take any more tense silence.
Gabriel glanced at me out of the corner of his eye, frowning slightly.
“I mean letting me learn more about you.”
He shrugged. “I realized I could either let you in or shut you out. And after what you’ve been throu-gh, you at least deserve some answers.” His voice was somewhat contemplative, as if he was just working throu-gh this in his own mind.
I was slightly taken aback by his honesty. “You seemed keen on shutting me out yesterday,” I said after a moment, deciding to take a chance.
As expected, Gabriel’s jaw clenched and his hands ti-ght£ñed on the steering wheel. “I told you I didn’t mean it like that,” he gritted out.
“Really? When you told me you wished you hadn’t brou-ght me with you, you didn’t mean that negatively?” In my frustration I couldn’t keep the sarcasm from coloring my words. I knew I was being argumentative, but I just didn’t care.
“It wasn’t a reflection on you.”
“Hmm,” I muttered noncommittally, glancing away so he wouldn’t see my hurt expression, attempting to stifle my growing frustration. The more we argued, the more awkward it would be during this car ride, I knew. I tried to reign in my emotions.
Gabriel made an aggravated sound. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. Just…” he trailed off, taking a de-ep breath. “You’ll learn everything soon enough.” Once again his tone implied that he was not looking forward to telling me.
I sighed, not liking his constantly vague answers. It was going to be a long car ride, I suspected.
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My suspicions were correct. Gabriel informed me that it was nearly a ten hour drive.
We st©pped twice during the day to relieve ourselves and I gr@bb£d a handful of food from the g@s station. The employee there stared at me as if he couldn’t believe I would eat all of that in one sitting, but I ignored his incredulity before returning to the car. I had a werewolf’s appetite and I knew we wouldn’t be st©pping at a drive-throu-gh. Gabriel definitely did not like to waste time.
I asked him once if he wanted me to switch off driving with him, but at his incredulous look I quic-kly shut up. Mercifully, sleep soon found me and I was able to rest for the last half of the trip.
Gabriel nudged me awake some time later and I opened my eyes begrudgingly, ru-bbing them as I stared at our surroundings. The car’s clock re-ad 5:13pm, and I un-derstood why it was a two-day trip. It would be far too dangerous to carry on as sunset was fast approaching. I had quic-kly learned that vampires liked to pop up in unexpected places, although hopefully they hadn’t tracked us. We were in a city now, and I was surprised all of the lights around us hadn’t woken me up sooner. It appeared to be a pretty big human settlement judging by the size of the h0tel we were parked at. “La Quinta Inn,” I mentally re-ad. The h0tel had several floors and was well-maintained. Looked nice enough.
I stepped out of the car and stretched my stiff muscles, glad we had arrived. Gabriel gr@bb£d his small bag and my backpack before leading the way towards the front entrance. A few groups of humans milled about in front, many of them looking has-sled as they tried to yank their bags out of their cars. Internally, I smiled. Those bags would have been no problem with werewolf strength.
As we approached the front desk, the young woman looked up, eyes wi-dening marginally when they landed on Gabriel. She subtly glanced him over appreciatively. I felt my Wolf growl in irritation and I tensed up instinctively, not liking the way this human looked at my Mate. I glared at her despite my better judgment, and as her eyes met mine she flin-ched slightly before glancing away.
‘Get ahold of yourself!’ I snapped mentally. I was acting like a jealous idiot over a Mate that ba-rely cared about me. This painful thought calmed me down.
“Okay, so one king be-d?” The lady asked, grinning a little too brightly at Gabriel.
“Two be-ds would be better,” was his retort. The lady blinked in surprise and I looked away, trying to ignore the pain that flashed throu-gh me. Gabriel stiffened noticeably and a distant p@rt of me wondered if he could s-en-se my hurt. It stung, but I couldn’t say it was unexpected. We didn’t share a be-d back at his house, so why would we here? Besides, the logical side of my br@in knew that I was still trying to give him the cold shoulder until I got my answers. That would be much more difficult if we shared a be-d; this was for the best.
As she worked on the reservation he pu-ll-ed out a credit card. With mild interest I wondered how he got funds. In my pack, the generations before us had worked ha-rd and made many wise investments and business decisions. Their money had compounded over the years so several families in the pack were just born into wealth, especially the Alpha. Others in my pack worked p@rt or full-time at the human settlement nearby to earn extra money. Since the nearest human city to the Black Mountains Pack was so far away, I as-sumed some of Gabriel’s money had come from his father.
Within twenty minutes we were up on the fourth floor and Gabriel was sliding the key card into the slot. Sure enough, there were two be-ds. The room was large enough with a flatscreen TV and a mini refrigerator but I didn’t care about the niceties as I strode over to the far be-d and dumped my things unceremoniously.
Gabriel obviously saw my agitation and knew exactly what it was about. “It’s better this way,” he said stiffly.
Feeling another surge of anger, I tried to fight the retort from rising to myl-ips. I knew he was probably right, but he had wounded my pride so much recently that it was difficult to recover. “I’m going to take a shower,” I spit out instead. I just nee-ded to get away from him for a few minutes before I said something I regretted. Hopefully a shower would help wash away the burning aggravation.
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