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Chapter 14

Sophie's POV

I woke up and stared at two beautiful eyes staring back at me. I grinned softly.

Shane lifted a hand and stroked my cheek.

"Morning," he whispered and kissed my forehead.

"Hey," I whispered.

He snuggled closer to me if that were possible. I play with his long black hair.

"I know that you're older and everything but to me… you're still the same," I murmured.

He sighed into my neck. "But you prefer me as I was before."

He plopped himself up from his elbow to get a better look at me.

"Yes and no," I admitted.

"Why yes?" he asked.

"Yes, because I would prefer it if we were around the same age. No, because I actually don't mind. But I'd prefer it if you were younger. As long as we are together, I don't care about anything else," I kissed his cheek.

"Except your family," he added.

"Except my family," I agreed.

He was silent for a minute. He sighed in annoyance. I looked at him and raised my eyebrow.

"What?"

"Vampire and Werewolves can smell at least a hundred times better than humans. And we are covered by each others scents so it would be easy to get caught," he said, disgusted.

"Oh," I replied simply.

He then looked at me, his eyes suddenly were sparkling.

"There's a lake not too far from here where we can wash our selves. I'll take you there. But in order to do that…I have to turn into what I really am," he looked away from me.

"Okay," I got up from the bed and watched him. I was unsure about what my reaction would be when he did change.

Abruptly, his body exploded. Not in a way where his body parts were flying in every direction. He exploded in a monstrous creature that if I didn't actually know it was him, I would have screamed.

There was a brief moment that the fear escaped me and I whimpered. As soon as the whimper came out, his head turned to me. He looked so frightening that I collapsed back on the bed, unable to hold myself up.

He slowly walked towards me, hands raised as if he was signaling that he wasn't going to hurt me. He was close now. Almost touching my knees that were dangling over the bed's edge.

His face looked so damn frightening; I had no idea how to explain it.

He held his arms out as if asking for a hug. I got up hesitantly and looked up into those dark eyes of his.

"Shane?" I asked softly.

He sighed in defeat and turned away.

"I refuse to call you that name, Shane," I warned.

I hated calling him by his real name. I don't like it. Dracula is an evil creature. My Shane was not.

"So how are we going to do this?" I was eager to change the subject.

He looked back at me with mischief glittering in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

Then, I was flying.

Flying so fast that I swear if Shane didn't hold one of his hands behind my head it would have snapped off. He held me in an embrace so technically I was flying upside down. He kept a firm hold on my head but it wasn't enough to crap my skull. He flew pretty fast and kept his eyes in front. My head was tucked in safely into his neck.

And then he stopped. He landed safely to the ground and placed me down gently.

Yeah, I got dizzy as soon as I touched the ground. He caught me before I collapsed and carried my bridal style to the edge of the lake. He let go and changed into my Shane again. Not the monster version of him. Once he was normal, he looked at me with sadness and he took off his shirt, wet it with the lake water, and placed it on my forehead.

"You know that's not my name, Sophie," he said as he splashed his face with water.

"I don't like your real name," I said stubbornly.

"But you like me," he stated.

"No, I love you," I said, astonished he would even consider that I merely like him.

"And yet you don't call me by my name," he shook his head.

I sighed. I got up and walked to a nearby tree and stripped my clothes off. I was so sick of this stupid argument that I decided swimming would be a pretty good way to get my mind off things.

"You know that if we get married, you have to say my 'real' name when you do your vows," he called out loudly.

"Who said I'm going to be doing any vows?" I teased and dived into the lake.

I didn't like fighting with him but teasing him was fun. I resurfaced to no Shane. My breathing caught in my throat. I hadn't seen him jump in. I looked at where my clothes were and was shocked to see his there as well.

Great! So he's in the water. And probably going to scare the hell out of me.

"Okay, if you come out I'll say your real-"

But I was interrupted by a sudden man, cough*Shane*cough, kissing my hard on my lips as he resurfaced right in front of me.

When we broke apart he laughed.

I glared at him. "That wasn't funny."

He laughed harder.

"Hmph," I turned my back on him and swam away as far as I could before he could catch me. I didn't get very far when he wrapped his arms around me and pulled me to his chest. He wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck so that he was the only one treading water.

His eyes were sparkling with amusement.

"So what were you going to do if I resurfaced again?" he asked.

My eyes widened. Oh great. I bet he already knew what I was going to say. Ofcourse I wouldn't have done it in the first place. I mean, I'm not that stupid.

I am not going to call him Dracula.

"Nope," I said.

"Sophie," he warned mockingly.

"I forgot," I said innocently.

"No you didn't," his face inched closer to mine.

"Hmmm, doesn't ring a bell," I shrugged.

Oh gosh, I was in for it now.

"Let me enlighten you then," he got even closer.

"I'm right, thanks," I grinned.

"Uh huh," he said sarcastically.

"Mhmm," I kissed the tip of his nose. I pulled back smiling.

He chuckled.

But then he went serious and leant his forehead against mine.

"Sophie," he whined.

I sighed.

"Do you know how much it hurts me when you call me Shane?" he said, his eyes showing hurt.

I looked away, ashamed. I hated upsetting him but I hate his real name. I can't stand it. If I were to say it, I had a feeling he would feel much better. Then again, it would hurt me.

I'm not a selfish person but I hated hurting myself. I had to admit, I wish I could say his name without cringing. That's what I'm afraid to do. Cringe when I say my name in front of him. That would hurt him even more then me simply calling him Shane.

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

He caressed my cheek softly. "Promise me that you'll at least say my real name soon. I want to hear you say it. I wish you would do it now but-"

"Dracula!"

Both of us snapped our heads to the edge of the lake to see a woman. The same woman that carried me and my mother in that cage. Shane's mother.

"Mother?" he asked.

"Your father is coming back!" she hissed.

"What?" he asked.

"Get back to the castle. Quickly!" Then she flew into the distance towards the castle.

Shane looked at me.

"Hold on," he pulled me onto his back and swam as fast as he could to the water's edge.

Once we got dressed, well not before quickly cleaning our clothes as well (so we were still drenched) and as he turned into his monster state, I did my best to rinse to the water out of my clothes. When he turned, I got into his embraces and looked up at his eyes.

"I promise."

For the first time in my life, he smiled in his monster form.

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