A/N: Ty for your reviews! I love them all! This story will be from EPOV throughout, unless my muse says otherwise.
Previously:
"Because unlike your fang bangers, I have self respect." She didn't say it with malice or righteousness, she simply stated it as fact. Then I watch her ass as she sashay's out of the bar. Never have I been left standing wanting more on purpose, and that's what does it. I think to myself as I head to my office, She will be Mine!
Chapter 2:
EPOV:
I am not even in my office for two minutes before Pam comes in holding the cordless phone from behind the bar.
"Master, you have a phone call." she smirks at me and I take the phone from her without a clue as to who would be on the other end.
"Northman." to my surprise it is the sound of the my little song birds voice I hear at the other end.
"By now you have twenty minutes to get out of your bar before the cops raid it." ok not what I was expecting at fucking all. A menacing growl erupts from my throat. Calm down Northman. You know she's not a cop, so she couldn't have done this.
"How do you know this?" She laughs a little bit and sighs.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. The cop saw a vampire in the men's rest room feeding, he called for back up." the other line of the phone goes dead. Pam laughs.
"You think she knows you could tell it was her?" I shake my head no but rethink my answer.
"I wouldn't think so normally, but she is far from normal. Go check the bathroom then leave. If it's Taryn again, make sure she knows she has been expelled from the area. Tell long shadow to deal with the cops. I will see you tomorrow." in a second I am outside scenting the parking lot for her. Once I find her scent I zip in the direction she is heading. I will have answers to my questions and it will be tonight! I see a car going down the road and I can smell her scent coming off of it. I take to the air and land several hundred feet in front of it.
Her eyes go wide as her car screeches to a halt with my hand on the hood. Her knuckles are white as she clenches the steering wheel. She gets out of the car slamming the door telling her friends to stay put and nodding to the brunette in the front after a minute, so slightly you would have had to be a vampire to notice it. She stomps to the front tire not coming any closer and crosses her arms over her chest pushing her breasts up in an alluring manner.
"What the hell do you think your doing? Are you out of your freaking mind?" she shouts at me. Slowly as to not startle her I make my way to her only to hear her say.
"Now Amelia!" the brunette starts to chant and I find I can not get any closer to her. What the fuck!
"What is she doing to me?" I ask and go to move back, I find that isn't a problem but when I try to move forward I am hit by a wall not allowing me to advance on her.
"She's not doing anything to you Mr. Northman, they are only keeping you away from us. What do you want?" Two fucking witches and a mobile ward! Unfuckingbelievable! Think, Viking think.
"I wanted to thank you for the tip about the police." she snorts and rolls her eyes. She really needs to stop doing that, before I take her over my knee. Just the mental image makes me groan.
"A phone call, a note, is a thank you. Nearly running me off the road is a threat. I have to warn you Mr. Northman , I don't take threats well at all." she snarls at me. How fucking cute, an angry kitten could do a better job at intimidation. Just then a howl cuts through the night air, wolf. Fuck!
"Come with me Miss Stackhouse, before you have more on your plate then you can deal with." her laughter fills the night and she shakes her head.
"It's you who should go Mr. Northman. I have no need to fear a wolfs howl here, can you say the same?" the first thought that comes to my mind is 'she knows about Were's' but seeing as she knows witches it's not a stretch for her to know wolves. Two come out of the shadows and flank the sides of the ward as close to her car as they can get. I wonder how they came to her aid so fast? But I have no need to fear wolves, in fact I know the black one next to her.
"Alcide." I nod to the wolf and he grunts his greeting then trots back to the woods leaving the other where it is. A minute later he comes back dressed and goes to stand by her side again.
"Eric, wanna tell me what's going on?" I laugh at him.
"Since when do I answer to wolves? This has nothing to do with your kind, I suggest you leave Miss Stackhouse and I to talk." he shakes his head.
"I'm afraid I cant do that Eric. She's a friend of the pack. I cant leave her in a hostile situation." How the hell does she have that status? One more obstacle to over come, but not a difficult one, I just have to assure the her the situation doesn't require mutts.
"I'm alone and haven't made any threats. She alerted me by phone earlier to a police presence in my bar, I want to know how." he looked at her and she huffed.
"I'm a freaking telepath! There, will you move out of the way so I can get home?" I tensed and if the ward was not in place I would have drained her dry. The wolf noticed my posture and spoke quickly.
"She cant read vamps Eric! We made sure when we were younger. There's no way we could have kept her safe if she could." just to be sure I think of every torture method I have perfected over the years. Nothing, no reaction at all. I relax.
"Now that you know will you move the hell out of the way so I can go home?" I shook my head, no way was I letting her out of my sight right now.
"We still have things to discuss." She huffs and goes to get into her car.
"Well I sure as hell am not talking in the middle of the freaking road. I'm going home. If you want to talk, and I mean talk, none of this posturing bullshit you can follow. But the wards going to stay up, cause I don't trust you as far as I can throw you." she climbs into the car, starts the engine and raises a brow at me, I nod and step out of the way. I follow her to a old farm house in the middle of nowhere. When she pulls up to the house I try to follow. But once again I am stopped in my tracks by another ward. So I wait to be invited in. she gets out of the car, turns to me and smirks. Then turns to walk into her house. I have been played, while that usually would infuriate me I actually laugh at it now. This twenty five year old woman played me and I didn't see it coming. As I laugh she turns and smiles at me.
"You're a good sport Mr. Northman, for that I will meet with you tomorrow night." I quirk a brow.
"It's a date, wear something you can dance in. I'll pick you up at eight Miss Stackhouse." before she can argue I take to the sky. Tomorrow I have a date with a feisty telepath and by the end of the night I will taste my little song bird.
A/N: So, Eric got duped! And I know someone will ask how she got the number to the bar but that's what information is for! 411! Lmao. Tell me what you think! Should he get to taste her? There wont be any screwing this early but should he at least get a taste? Lmao Lot's of reader love to you all!