Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100953 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 505(@200wpm)___ 404(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
“No, you made a command and expected me to follow orders.” My voice is firm because I refuse to stay locked away. I won’t let a man ever try to put me in a cage again.
I walk over to the mirror in my entryway and make sure my lipstick still looks good. I can feel Bishop’s stare from behind me, but I ignore it, not wanting a fight. He’s like a father to me, and though I don’t want to give in, I can’t be disrespectful.
“The dress draws too much attention.”
I roll my eyes and turn around to face him. Maybe it does, but it makes me feel sexy.
“It’s not like I’m going to get it on tonight. I need a mate for that, remember?” I smile at him, trying to lighten the mood.
Although, as far as I know, it might not be true. Male vampires are the ones that can't get it up until they find their mates. It’s not as if I have that problem because I don't need to get anything up. That said, I’ve never felt anything close to desire, including the time before I was created.
Bishop shakes his head at me with disappointment clear on his face.
“You’re acting like a jealous lover or something. What does it matter what I wear?” I pick up my small purse and double check to make sure I have my tickets to the play.
“I’m only watching out for you, Ravana. That’s my job.”
He’s angry, but for some reason it doesn't work on me today; nothing has been lately. Life has felt so ordinary these last few weeks. What’s the point of getting to live so long if there’s nothing to live for?
“You said I can’t go out alone and I’m not.” I click my clutch closed, and as if on cue the twins come walking in.
I smile, seeing that they actually dressed up tonight. Their normal jeans and T-shirts have been exchanged for slacks and button-downs. They both give me identical smiles, and even after all these years it can be hard to tell the two of them apart.
Women always have their eyes on the two of them, but they never pay much attention. They’re charming and funny so I can see why people would notice them. I don’t think I want to know what the two of them got into before they became vampires. Part of me thinks they might have been players, but another part of me isn't so sure. It will be interesting to watch each one of them find their mate. It will also be weird to see them no longer attached at the hip anymore since they’re always together.
Ezra whistles when he sees me while Erik grabs my hand and makes me spin like we’re dancing.
“We’re going to have to beat them off you tonight,” Erik says as he dips me and makes me laugh.
“Knock it off. Both of you.”
Bishop’s voice breaks through the fun we’re having and I can tell both Ezra and Erik want to make a smart-ass comment but decide to hold it in. Bishop’s been tense lately and I know at least part of it has to do with the slayer being near us. He’s starting to lose it and the darkness inside him is creeping in. He hasn't found his mate and his time is almost up. It’s something I don’t want to think about because I’m not ready to face it.
“There is a slayer out there,” Bishop says for the millionth time as if we have all forgotten.
“And there are three of us,” I say, clenching my fist. “I can’t stay cooped up in this house every hour of the day.” My shoulders drop because I don’t want to fight with him.
I don’t know how he’s spent so many nights alone. I’m the youngest out of all of us and sometimes the loneliness is more than I can bear. It’s why I need to get out of here and be around people and do everyday things.
Bishop runs his hands through his hair. “How did you even talk these two into taking you to the theater? Can they actually sit still that long?”
I glance at the twins and wonder the same thing. Normally I would drag Kane with me, just so he would leave his home once in a while, but he could at least sit still.
“I’m sure I’ll have fun no matter what,” I say and shrug. Even if they embarrass me it will end up being a good laugh.
“We can behave,” Ezra says defensively, but the lie is clear on his face as Erik’s eyes dance with mischief.
“Maybe you’ll find your mate,” I say, and both of the twins share a look between each other. I can’t tell if they like this idea or not.
“Be careful with her,” Bishop warns both of them.