Chapter 11 Mated

The weekend had become Willow's most treasured time. She got to be with Angelus with no time constraints. Her parents had returned home from their conference, so it was no longer possible to allow the vampire to spend the night in her bed.

Willow woke suddenly pain radiating from her shoulder. Feelings of hate and disgust overwhelmed her. She rose from Angelus's bed shaking in pain struggling into her robe.

Spike rolled into the room a similar look of dismay on his face. "I know pet I feel it to." The vampire pulled Willow into his arms as she began to weep.

Trying to calm herself Willow began to ramble. "W-what am I feeling? It's not my pain."

"It's Angelus. He's been injured while hunting. I feel it as well." Spike stroked her tousled red hair.

Troubled green eyes met his. "But why can I feel it?"

"Smart girl like you Red should have figured it out by now. You're mated to my bloody sire." Spike chuckled at her gobsmacked expression.

His words echoed through her racing mind. Mated to Angelus. Willow had just thought she was just becoming more attuned to Angelus moods and feelings. She had read about mating in the Watchers Journals. It was an unbreakable bond forged between two vampires. Nothing had ever been recorded about a mating between a human and vampire. Idly she wondered just what consequences lay in store for her.

Angelus arrived back at the mansion seething. Flinging his bloody shirt aside he allowed his blonde childe to assess the damage done. Spike winced in sympathy as he removed the stake from Angelus's shoulder.

"Fucking slayer", Angelus was seething. A flash of red in the doorway caught his attention. "Willow you should be sleeping."As she entered the room he could see her face was tear stained.

"It woke me. Your pain from the injury." Willow replied as she helped Spike bandage the dark vampire's wound."You can't keep playing these games with Buffy."

"Vampire and a Slayer. We kinda have a natural hatred for each other." The injured vampire fired back testily.

"We're mated doesn't that mean anything?" Tears shined in her emerald gaze.

Sighing he wrapped a strong arm around Willow. "I didn't intend for it to come out like this."

Sensing the conversation was a private matter Spike quietly excused himself.

"You mean everything to me, Little One. If you didn't the Slayer would already be dead." Angelus confessed unabashedly as he wiped her tears away. "She'll always be the thorn in my side."

"We could always leave Sunnydale." Willow suggested wearily.