Chapter 1
Lost Boys POV
The boys had dealt with the security guard, Vernon Beasly, and were now outside Max's house on their way to see their sire. Reaching the front door, David knocked only for the door to be pulled open mid knock. "Boys what do I owe the pleasure?" Max, their sire, asked. He stepped aside to let the boys inside as his hellhound, Thorn growled at the boys. David sat in a chair while the rest of the boys perched around the room. "We had a female help us out tonight with the security guard. Her scent is bothering Marko here and it's not for wanting her blood." David said. Max took off his glasses and cleaned them before smiling at Marko. "It seems that Marko has run into his fated mate. Your fated mate can be found when their scent draws you in and you feel the need to claim them as yours. Their blood is tempting but it also is soothing thus they seem to be considered as not prey to you." Max spoke as he put his glassed back on. Marko bite his leather gloved covered thumb as he tried to take in what Max had said. Paul howled like a hyena as he looked at Marko. "Marko has a mate, oh boy. This is going to be entertaining to see." Paul cackled only to yelp when Marko hit him over the head.
"Come on boys, we have Marko's mate to find and learn about." David called as he stood up and headed to the door. The other three followed him out as Max watched his children leave. He hoped to one day find his mate as well but he was happy for Marko and maybe another female in the group would settle them down more. And hopefully one who wouldn't linger as a half but embrace the vampire life. Little Laddie was still a half because the boys wanted him to age more before becoming a full vampire which he agreed with. Sighing faintly, he closed his front door before heading into his study to finish his work.
Mounting their bikes, the boys raced off back towards the cave as they needed to leave their bikes behind to search for Marko's mate. As they cut through the woods on their way back, Marko suddenly pulled over sniffing the air and growling faintly. The others stopped and looked at Marko waiting for him to speak. "I smell her and she is nearby" He said. David nodded for Marko to lead the way as they soon shot off into the woods following her scent. Seeing a clearing with a cottage ahead, the boys turned off their bikes before dismounting so they could move in closer without alerting anyone.
Outside the cottage, a bonfire was burning with a single form dancing around it to music playing from a boom box sitting on a nearby stump. The form was that of a female dressed in only a tank top and shorts wielding a dagger in each hand as they moved to the music. The way the light casted by the flames danced across her moving form made Marko spell bound as he watched his mate dance. Her lithe form was even more revealed by her tank top and shorts along with the movements that she pulled off.
Taking a step closer while entranced, Marko stepped onto a stick and broke it as he moved forward. Suddenly he yelped in shock as he barely dodged a dagger that was thrown his way that if he hadn't moved would have nailed him in the right shoulder. "Shit that was close to skewering you buddy." Paul cackled as he pointed at Marko. "Shut the fuck up Paul" Marko growled as he brushed off his jacket from him dirtying it when landing on the ground when he had ducked. The boys all stilled as a female voice spoke nearby. "What the hell are you doing on my property?" the female asked.
Roxanne's POV
She stared at the four males who stood among the trees on her property waiting for them to reply. Turning on her flash light that had been in her pocket, she raised an eyebrow at the four guys that she had helped out earlier that night on the carousal. "Well, if it isn't the trouble making gang from earlier. Did Mr. Fat Guard still stalk you after you got kicked off the boardwalk?" she asked. The guys exchanged looks before the tall blonde rocker began to laugh like a hyena. "Babe, he totally eagle eyes us every time we are on the boardwalk." He said. The platinum blonde with a mullet took a cig from behind his ear and lite it. "We were out for a ride and heard the music which made us curious since this place has been empty for a long time." He spoke around an exhale of smoke.
"Well now I live here and who are you four?" she asked. Roxy cocked her left hip out as she crossed her arms watching them. The tall burnet was holding her other dagger and looking it over its craftsmanship before testing its sharpness on his arm. Taking a handkerchief from her shorts' pocket, she quickly tied it around his arm to stop the bleeding because he cut well with how sharp the blade was. "Next time ask me if its razor sharp before doing that. Luckily you won't need stitches but it will take a bit to heal." She said as she finished tying the knot. He nodded silently before handing her dagger back to her by the hilt.
The platinum blonde spoke as she toke her dagger back and cleaned off the blood on her shorts. "You just tended to Dwayne, I am David. The blonde rocker is Paul and lastly Marko is the curly blonde. And you are?" he asked as he watched everything with cold blue eyes. Roxy chuckled darkly as she ran her gaze over all of them before landing on the curly blonde named Marko. He still drew her gaze even now as she stood among them. "I am Roxanne and yes, Dwayne that dagger was made by me." She said to his unspoken question. The Native American Lost boy nodded as he held out his hand to see her other dagger. Sighing in faint fake annoyance she handed over her dagger hilt first.
She loved when people were in awe of her work even if it was silent praise as she could see in Dwayne's eyes. She had once had a friend who expressed himself through his eyes and motions instead of words. Goddess did she miss that asshole but he was six feet under from a hit and run when they both had been 16. He had been like a brother to her since they both had been runaways looking for a place to belong and she was still looking.
Roxy yawned as she held out a hand for Dwayne to pass back her dagger. Twisting a spot on the hilt, two spikes popped out along the hilt's guard. He quickly took the blade back to eye the new spikes before twisting the opposite way to return them. "I got the idea from a Japanese old man that I once knew in a China town. He influenced several weapons that I have made and got me hooked on herbal smoking." She said. She was growing tried and it was only an hour till sun rise. "I can show you the rest tomorrow Dwayne since I will be working on my forge tomorrow all day. So stop by when you want boys." She said softly. She knew the others would likely want to see as well so she had mentioned them as well. Yawning again, she shook her head when head when he tried to return the dagger. "Keep it and now boys this chick is heading to bed. Good night." She said.
Lost Boys POV
They watched her walk back over to the bonfire and dump water over it before heading into the cottage. David motioned for them to head back to their bikes before he tapped Marko on the shoulder. "You will learn more about her tomorrow" he said to his smallest brother. Marko sighed since he was tempted to stay and watch her but the sun was going to rise in under an hour. He joined the others in mounting their bikes and racing off towards the cave.