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Hope you like the new Dark Hunter crossover.
Chapter 2
Hermione sat on a marble bench, admiring the gardens even while Nick knelt at her feet, leaning against her, almost purring as she gently petted his hair. She knew the youngest hadn't had the best childhood and was quiet content to give him the affection he craved. She looked up as Leonard approached, the oldest of the five men bowing reverently to her. "What is it Leonard?"
"My Queen I…my wife and daughter…."
"Are welcome here but you know the rules. Your wife must be turned and your daughter as well once she comes of age."
"Thank you my Queen." He kissed her hand and left, he would need to be well fed before going to see his family.
Hermione looked over the files that had piled up in her absence and sighed, most could be left to her replacement. She had turned in her notice as soon as she had arrived back in Manning and so would be leaving in a week or so. Now that her family had grown by five things would be easier. They could help search for new family members and keep Hunters and the like of their trail. Of course eventually she would have to find her boys Mates, she smiled sadly as she remembered her own, having someone made life so much better. She hadn't been the same since her Harry had died. Maybe one day she would move on enough to marry and that would be enough. Of course after knowing Harry for so long she should have known better than to tempt Fate.
Leonard slipped into his house, able to smell two female scents inside and hear their slow heartbeats, they were fast asleep. He went first to Katie's room and sat on the edge of her bed, the ten year old stirring as the mattress dipped. Blue eyes opened sleepily and then she was smiling happily. "Dad!" She flung herself into his arms and he hugged her tightly before pulling back and staring into her eyes.
"It's alright Katie, just go back to sleep. I'll wake you in the morning." He soothed his daughter and her eyelids drooped sleepily even as she yawned. He gently lowered her to the bed even as she drifted back to sleep. He looked into the shadows and nodded. Michael walked over and gently lifted the sleeping child in his arms before leaving while Grant packed up her belongings. Once sure they had everything in hand he left the room and headed for the master bedroom.
Leonard paused in the doorway to just stare at his wife as she slept, a sliver of moonlight spilling over her. He had missed her so much.
Hermione paused as she heard movement coming from the other room. She quickly locked up the reports and moved to the doorway to watch a young man carefully open the drawers one by one, obviously looking for something. She didn't have many bodies in there at the moment so all the ones he had opened so far were empty. "Can I help you?" She called and he startled, turning to face her. Hermione swallowed a gasp as she stared into green eyes…..so similar to his. She shook off the memories, this man was not Harry. Only their eyes were similar. "Well?" She demanded, moving closer and then she caught his scent and took a calming breath as she realised what he was and why he was probably there. He was a hunter in need of dead man's blood to deal with the mongrels. She moved, pinning him to the wall and getting a gasp of surprise. "Hunter." She snarled and knew her eyes had gone crimson. Green eyes widened in shock and a little fear even as he tried to struggle but it was too late. Green eyes went glassy as he fell under her influence. "You're going to tell me everything I want to know, aren't you?" She asked with a smirk even as she let him go.
"Yes." He agreed, just standing against the wall as he stared at her.
Leonard gently settled his wife into his bed and covered her with the blankets even though in her current state she was totally unaware. He just hoped he had done it right. Watching his blood slip down her throat had been incredible and now they were home and in a few days he would taste her blood, something he was looking forward to.
Alex watched from the doorway, feeling a pang of jealously towards his teammate. When he had first woken to his new life he had hoped that their Queen would look at him like that but she was still mourning her fallen love and family. But maybe one day.
Hermione led Dean over to the couch in her office. "Strip." She commanded and he obeyed, removing his clothing and shoes. She smiled as she stared at his body, the one good thing about young hunters; they tended to be incredibly fit. The smile turned to a smirk as she noticed his body's reaction to her stare. She removed her own clothes and lay down on the couch. "Come here Dean." She held out her hand to him and he took it, moving to kneel over her. She pulled him down to kiss him, whispering "wake up" just before their lips met.
Dean kissed the young woman beneath him hungrily. She was beautiful and so willing and well, he did need some way to distract her. Wearing her out so she slept through him stealing what they needed seemed like a very good idea to him. He kissed and touched her, caressing her tenderly and she responded eagerly to his every touch. When he finally entered her he was shocked to find a barrier and looked at her to make sure this was what she wanted. Hermione just nodded and pulled him closer so he continued. He was so intent on showing her pleasure he didn't even notice the taste of blood as they kissed again, swallowing the mouthful without realising. Hermione cried out in pleasure, nails digging into his back as she felt carnal pleasure for the first time. Seconds later Dean followed her and then rolled them so that she was resting beside him, not wanting to crush her under his greater weight. He cradled her close, waiting for her breathing to slow, hoping she would fall asleep even as he fought the urge to sleep himself. He was exhausted for some reason, more so than usual after such activities but he needed to get moving.
Hermione closed her eyes, faking sleep since she knew that was what Dean was waiting for. She felt him get up and then he covered her with a blanket before dressing and moving back into the other room. Once he was gone she sat up and gathered her clothes, redressing quickly in case someone came in. now that it was over doubt gnawed at her. Had she done the right thing? Her body thought so that was for sure. She had never felt anything like that in her teenage fumbling with Harry when they could steal a few minutes together. Dean was obviously an experienced lover. Giving him her blood though? Why had she done that? Was it because on some level he reminded her of Harry? With her blood running through his veins, even such a small amount, she would be able to track him anywhere and would know if he was injured. It was crazy but something about him drew her to him. She sighed and went about finishing the nights work before leaving. She needed to feed and then sleep.
Three days later she felt Dean growing distant and knew he had left town. Heading out to where she had felt him several times she found the smouldering remains of the mongrels and their hideout. After that she put the hunter out of her mind, she had work to do and then she would go home and see her family. She knew by now it would have grown to include another woman and a child. It would be nice to no longer be the only female.
TBC…
