Chapter 9 Fated

James Walker was laying on a red bed covered in a red bedsheet with white stripes on it. Roses littered romantically on the bed. It was as if he was expecting someone. The vanilla-scented candles were all positioned around the bed to create a relaxed romantic atmosphere. With the lights off, only the vanilla-scented candles lit the room.

James was in deep thought. He wasn't paying attention to the heartbeats he could hear from kilometers away. All he could think of was the one he has been waiting for to walk into the room set up for their moments. He could hear in his mind the pounding sound he could make tonight. That joyous sound of 'ta-ta-ta-ta' could go slowly, faster, slower, and faster. The sound that could make his partner for the night moan and beg for more. His partner could end up yelling and screaming: 'harder!'

A full-fisted knock interrupted his deep thoughts followed by a sweet melodious voice of a lady. "I'm here for you, let me in."

"Come in," he said without relenting as he quickly climbed down from the bed.

The creaking sound of the door greeted James with a gentle breeze as he made a profile of Lacey dressed in a below-knee red gown. Lacey's tight short gown made her shapely figure visible. Her boobs were well parked and with his eyes, he could size it up. There's something different about tonight.

He never expected this to happen so soon but he's not going to walk away from it. Even though the wolf in him has always wanted this, he couldn't deny he didn't want it the most. After all, Lacey could be his mate not minding she isn't one of his kind.

Never has a werewolf successfully mated with another creature not of his kind without facing the consequences that follow. As for James Walker, he's done playing by the rules of the werewolves. Whatever will be the outcome, let it be. Tonight, he won't be staring at Lacey without making the bed untidy.

When she broke into a smile, James' heart beats in excitement at what he could expect tonight.

"My lady." James breaks into a smile. He has never seen her dressed in such a seductive gown. He made a low bow in reverence of her. After all, she's the daughter of an Earl.

Lacey slowly shuts the door. She cast her gaze on James and slowly bit the bottom of her lips with an eye close giving James a wink. "I'm yours to have my dear," she said.

It was an abomination. Vampires can't mate with werewolves. It's forbidden by Ambrose and now her daughter is about to break one of his rules.

James drew his body closer to Lacey's making sure his chest was touching her boobs. He could feel how thick and soft they were at the same time. He smirked to himself. People have mocked him for not being able to even talk to a lady and make the lady his. Not only will he make Lacey his, he going to make a man out of himself by letting Lacey deflower him. It was his first time.

He kissed her on the neck and wrapped his hands around her waist. "How will you want it to be?" he whispered.

"Slower..." Lacey whispered. She brought her lips closer to his and kissed him. "Then faster..." she whispered into his mouth and kissed him once more.

Lacey's kisses stirred the man in-between James' thighs. The man grew hard like a rod already looking for a sweet slippery wet hole to slide into.

As their bodies were closely close to each other, Lacey could feel how strong James has grown on the inside. The rod was already reaching out to Lacey and needed to be freed from James' pants.

Lacey narrowed her eyes down and slowly brought her hand and placed it on the man she felt with her thigh that has grown strong inside James' pants. "With this inserted in me, we will never be apart." She smirked.

"Perfect," James smirked.

He gently lifted Lacey and carried her to the bed. As he was about to put her down slowly, Lacey dragged him down with her. With her arms wrapped around him, she flexed her legs. "Make me a wild vampire tonight," she whispered.

"James..."

"James, wake up," Lacey whispered as she shook James' body trying to wake him. She switched her gaze on Zed, "do something," she said.

Before Zed could open his mouth to speak up, James exhaled sitting up. He glanced around. Something isn't right. He rubs his eyes and glanced around again. With a disbelief look on his face, he switched his gaze to Lacey. "How did we get here?" he asked.

"The wizard brought us. Have you forgotten?"

"No, no, no... not that." James shook his head in disbelief as he sprang to his feet. "You and I..." he paused for a while and glanced around again. "Nah, this isn't right!" he exclaimed.

He was still in the cave but a while ago he was with Lacey alone in a fine room with vanilla-scented candles positioned around the bed to create a relaxed romantic atmosphere. James couldn't make head or tale what happened – how he found himself in a room with Lacey and alone and the next moment, he was back in the cave.

James gnawed at the bottom of his lips and switches his gaze on Zed, "What sorcery have you cast on me?"

As Zed was about to open his mouth to say, "Be calm, chosen one," James moved at an accelerated speed and knocked Zed off the wooden chair shaped into a dragon.

He picked Zed up and lifted him above the ground. A loud growl escaped from the lips of James as his eyes glowed blue. He snarled and snarled. "Speak now!" he roared.

Zed gasped for air like a fish out of water. He could barely squeeze out a word from his dying breath. His eyes have begun to water. "You need... to get hold of your... self." Zed gasped.

As James raised his hands to sink his claws into Zed, Lacey gently grabbed him from behind and works her hands on him. Her touch, her caressing, and her whispering into James' ear changed his mind about hurting the wizard.

He snarled and tossed the wizard away. "I'm sorry," he said falling to his knees.