Wild Jewel [Enter a world of Faerie Romance]

Wild Jewel - Chapter 5

Chapter 5

In my twenty-one years of life, I've never been so terrified than now, as I looked into the hungry, cold red eyes with a heart chilling and spine tingling smile, exposing abnormally large canines lengthening out as he smiled over the word 'Vampyre'.

The word made me shudder and my heart thunder in my chest. All my life, I'd always loved the forest, yearned to play in it with the cheeky pixies and playful sprites. But for the first time in my life, I realized my fathers fear for the forest, staring into the dead, cold and red irises, I realized how cruel it all was.

The vampyre reached out to my neck, pulling me up with a strong grip. I struggled under his grip, clasping at his cold hands, screaming again.

This time, the other vampyre whipped his head over, and I noticed how his eyes were the same ruby red, "Shut her up, Aram!" He yelled, breaking his eye contact with my father, who blinked feverishly in confusion, but quickly understood what was going on.

"Daniella!" he yelled, trying to run to me.

But the vampyre was quicker, smacking him down to the ground, in one quick backhander.

"No!" I choaked, squirming against Aram's hold.

He back handed me on the cheek as well and I felt the blood boil under his hit. I whimpered at the pain, but composed myself, worrying about my father at this point.

Aram sniffed my neck again. "There is something about this one...she smells of the forest..." he looked at me suspiciously, then as he contemplated me his eyes popped open in complete shock as he realized something, "she's a Daughter of the Glade!"

The other vampyre looked over in surprise as well, "What makes you so sure?!"

"Look at her eyes and skin, Ramses! It's in plain sight she's not of human descendant alone! I can smell that human's blood in her, whom is sure to be her father, but her mother's blood flows deep in her...smell her, Ramses! She's part faerie, 'tis what draws me to her!"

Ramses left my father, and I noticed how he laid there almost still, except for the quick moving chest - he was still breathing. I felt slight relief settle on me. But my main concern was the two vampyres in front of me, claiming me to be not only human.

"Get away from me!" I screamed, but neither of them seemed to care.

Ramses looked at me sternly, "You're right! There is no possibility that she is full human."

Aram smiled with delight. "Well, I'm not going to leave this one alive tonight. I've waited too long for a feed, and I'm sure going to enjoy this."

I resorted to begging, "Please! Leave us alone!"

"Hardly, you smell to mouth watering to be left unbitten."

"Then leave my father be! And his men! There is no need for them to be - Argh!" I gasped as his grip on my throat tightened, cutting off my air supply.

"Danielle..." my father rasped with weak breaths.

My hands were still gripping his cold hands desperately, but Aram took my wrist taking it to his mouth and bit down violently.

I cried out at the pain, but because of my cut off of breath, it came out in sort of a short snivel of sobs. My breathing was course, and the quick loss of blood was making me weak and tired. I felt as the blood was sucked out through my arms. He didn't take long before he stopped himself, looking back at me with less red and more hazel eyes.

"You're just as delicious as you smell..." he murmured, blood covering his thin lips and canines.

In that moment, he roared out in pain, arching his chest toward me, dropping me to the ground, as I coughed and gasped for air.