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I didn't know what to think. My emotions were racing from fear to lust to rage. It was overwhelming. We walked silently through the snow at a human's pace. I didn't know who this man was but my instincts told me to submit to him. Out of nowhere I felt a sudden sense of calm and acceptance that allowed me to appreciate the beauty of where we were walking. Snow had begun to fall in large snowflakes that seemed to dance in the light breeze. It was breathtaking. After walking for about an hour I finally found the nerve to break the silence.
"So, where are we going mister…" I peeped quietly.
He smiled the smallest grin and my amusement grew.
"Excuse me for my rudeness. I am Major Jasper Whitlock and we are going to my home. It is just beyond this ridge," he drawled.
My dead heart fluttered and I got a bad case of the butterflies. He was so handsome, in a rugged manly way. I wanted to be closer to this man, until the moonlight hit his skin. I was met with sheer terror when I saw the large collection of scars from dozens of vampires. I could only think that there were more over his body; this thought caused me to tense up. I made the decision to run, fighting this man was out of the question because I would surely lose. My curiosity wanted me to stay but this was nothing to risk.
I quickly turned and started to sprint. I didn't get very far until I felt to vice grips of hands around my waist. I snarled and struggled until I was released. I stumbled about 20 feet when I was hit with the most earth shattering despair I have ever felt. Dropping to the ground I sobbed into the snow. The sound of footsteps grew closer and the despair I felt drifted into an intense amount of fear. My whole body shook as I curled into a little whimpering ball. That is when my savior and my demon crouched down and spoke into my ear.
"Don't you ever run from me again darlin'. I would hate to destroy you, but I can make you suffer to the point that you will be begging me to rip you apart," he whispered calmly.
"I can be your worst nightmare or I can be your caring lover. Let's see which one you choose shall we?"
His voice was filled with authority. The fear continued as he picked me up and began to run. I couldn't picture the snow as being beautiful anymore, instead it felt like daggers on my hard skin. We got over the ridge and the fear stopped. The major set me down on the snow and I felt calm again.
"This, Shayla, is your new home. Once you are trained you are free to go anywhere you want as long as you stay in the natural boundaries."
I stared in awe at the two-story monster of a house. It was the biggest log cabin that I had ever seen. A large porch wrapped around the front and I could see the warm lights inside. I put my nose to the air and noticed a distinct smell, humans. As we walked up to the door the scent grew stronger and I was able to distinguish the age rages, my mouth began to salivate. The major let out a warning growl and I quickly reigned it in. Without warning the door swung open with a loud creak. Jumping into a defensive crouch I glared at the intruding person. A homely human woman of about 40 opened the door with a subdued grin.
"Shayla, act appropriately," Jasper whispered low enough so the woman couldn't hear.
"Major Whitlock, welcome home," she said a little to enthusiastically.
We walked into the warm home and I was amazed at how put together the house was. Bear skin rugs were laid in front of the fire in the fire place. The smell of food being cooked filled my nose, and although it didn't smell appetizing it did smell good. Servants were walking around doing chores.
"Miss Porter, would you please take our new guest into the open bedroom upstairs. Please have Violet show her where things are," he drawled sweetly to the homely woman. The action made her swoon instantly.
"Yes Major. Right this way dear," she sighed.
I followed her up the wooden staircase and down a long hallway. I could smell many different vampires but I was more curious about the young heartbeat I heard fluttering in the house. We walked in silence, passing several rooms, when I saw an open door. My throat starting itching violently as the scent wafted out of the room. A child.
I felt myself about to lose control when out of nowhere Miss Porter got in between me and the door. She quickly closed the door and frowned at me.
"Please miss, follow me." Her voice was filled with fear. When I didn't move she continued.
"You will learn the rules soon enough, but the Major will not be happy if you go near this room again" that was a threat.
"Whatever you say lady, but I get what I want," I tried to threaten back. I may have let out a small growl.
"Right this way madam."
She lead me to a stunning room with just as amazing views out the window. I had a lit fireplace, but the feel in the room was less rustic then the rest of the house. There was a small desk in the corner by the window that had a piece of paper in the middle of it. I was very curious about it until I saw the bed. It was the biggest bed I had ever seen, and it was covered with multicolor quilts. Just because I couldn't sleep didn't mean I couldn't feel the comfort of the bed. Throwing myself in the bed I closed my eyes and tried to make sense of the day.
"Ha, so you are the new girl huh?" a sultry voice cooed from the doorway. I shot up out of the bed and into a crouch.
"Calm down girly, I'm Violet and I guess I'm supposed to help you, did you read your letter" she spoke again from the shadows.
"No…"I whispered meekly.
"Haha, well greenhorn, read your letter on the desk and then come to me in the room across the hall, but do it quickly. The Major is not a patient man," she laughed as she shot out the door.
This place was so frustrating. My emotions kept getting the better of me and I wanted nothing more then to drain the young one in the room down the hall. I figured going with the flow would be the best thing for the time being and I picked up the paper on desk. I couldn't believe what I was laying my eyes on.
Welcome to the Whitlock Ranch,
Let me welcome you to my private compound. Things here on the ranch can be the best thing to happen to you in this life time. You will experience things that you never would have dreamed of and you will not have to live in fear. Let this home become your home. Let's discuss your role here on the ranch. You are now in the position of being one of my personal mates. It is important that you recognize that I care for you as an individual, but you need to know that I am the master. I have a set of rules that you must follow, otherwise you will be punished however I see fit.
You will address me in a respectful manner at all times unless otherwise informed.
If you are told to do something then you will do it with out question.
You are not a servant, so do not let any guests in our home try to make you one. You are mine and you serve me.
No feeding on the humans who live in this home, you will be able to feed when and where I deem best.
Now, the rules are subject to change and there is more to know, but your mentor will train you.
Sincerely, Major J. Whitlock
What did I get myself into?