Kathy Love - I Only Have Fangs For You

"I tell you what," Donatello said, drawing Sebastian's attention back to him. "Let me have Wilhelmina, and I'll let you boys go."

Sebastian shook his head. "No deal."

Donatello shot Mina a disparaging look. "I really think it's quite a deal."

"No deal," Rhys said this time for Sebastian.

"No deal," Christian agreed.

The brothers geared up for another attack and just as they would have lunged at Donatello again, Mina shouted, "Sebastian."

He turned toward her just as she threw the broken leg of one of the chairs like a spear. But in true Mina fashion, her aim was off. The leg flew toward Christian, who ducked just as it would have struck him in the head. The makeshift stake hit Sebastian, grazing his shoulder, then deflected from him, flying off sideways.

Mina cringed, and Sebastian spun back to Donatello, afraid the vampire would use the distraction to attack them. Instead Donatello remained where he was, staring down at himself. It took Sebastian a moment to realize what the monster was staring at-the chair leg protruded from his chest, just under his left collarbone. Then the incubus's eyes found Mina where she still sat on the floor, giving her an almost surprised look.

He let out an enraged shriek that seemed to shake the entire building. His face began to contort, his features changing from one mask to another, only his sharp fangs and glowing red eyes remaining the same.

She'd been right about the eyes, Sebastian realized. But he didn't consider the monster's features any longer, as he saw that Donatello's long, taloned fingers were curled around the chair leg, trying to remove it. Sebastian charged forward, driving the stake farther into Donatello's chest with a satisfying crunch.

Slowly the incubus's features changed again, and Sebastian saw the tall, thin vampire who Mina had been talking to at Carfax Abbey. Then in a violent rush of air that seemed to suck the oxygen from the room, the monster imploded. Ash rained down in the spot where he'd been.

"Shit," Christian said flatly.

Rhys just stared at the ash, a rather dazed look in his amber eyes. And Sebastian spun toward Mina.

She stared at him, and he stared back, neither able to speak. Overwhelmed by what had just happened.

Then he was hurrying toward her, pushing chairs aside to get to her. He crouched down, yanking her against his chest, kissing her face, her hair.

"You're trembling," she finally managed to say between frantic kisses.

"Mina Weiss, you are going to be the death of me."

A broken cry escaped her and she kissed him, her hands frantic on his face, his shoulders, his arms

"How did you find me?" she asked once they parted.

"I could hear you and see you. I just knew where to come."

Mina stared him. "How?"

"Soulmates," Rhys and Christian said in unison.

Sebastian and Mina looked at them, then Sebastian gave them a warning glance.

"Can I have a moment alone with her?" he asked them.

"We risk our immortality getting him the girl, and this is the thanks we get," Christian muttered.

"Typical," Rhys agreed. But they gave Mina a smile, then left the room.

"Mina," Sebastian said as soon as they were gone, but she interrupted.

"Your shoulder." She touched the spot where the chair leg had hit him. There was a tear in his shirt and a small amount of blood. "Did I really hurt you?"

He smiled at that. "No more than usual. Now, shhh. And listen." He caught her face in his hands. "I'm so sorry I didn't trust what you were telling me. That I believed the worst."

Mina shook her head. "That's okay."

"No, it's not," he told her, gently brushing her hair back from her cheek. "I wasn't kidding, you've been scaring me to death, woman."

Mina gave him a disbelieving look. "Me?"

"Yeah, you. You've shaken up my whole existence since the moment we met. And I haven't had a clue how to handle that. I've always considered myself the wild Young brother, the one who loves being a vampire. The playboy."

"Well, that's all true."

"Yes, but I had let myself use that identity as a way to always be in control. A way to keep myself-safe. I always imagined love would feel out of control."

Mina gave him a hesitant look. "It does."

"I know," he told her.

She stared at him as if she didn't know what to make of his response.

"Mina, I've known since the first time we made love-hell, probably since before that-that you are my soulmate. I tried to ignore it. Deny it. But it was the truth. And tonight, I really thought I'd lost you. And that was the most out of control I've ever felt. Far scarier than anything I was feeling before. Then I saw that thing attacking you, and I was terrified I'd never get the chance to tell you."

"Tell me what?" she asked in that breathy way he loved.

"Mina, I am hopelessly, head-over-heels in love with you. And I want to spend eternity driving you crazy with my narcissistic, egocentric, and depraved ways."

She laughed, throwing her arms around his neck. She kissed him.

"That sounds wonderful to me." She grinned at him and they kissed again.

"God, I love you," he said shaking his head, unable to believe the intensity of what he was feeling.

"I love you, too," she told him, then her smiled widened.

"What?" he asked, tucking her hair back from her face.

"I can feel your emotions. They aren't blocked."

He laughed. "No, somehow I don't think anything will be blocked from you again." Another loss of control, and he realized that idea didn't scare him in the least.

She grinned even wider.

He smiled back, then he scooped her up against his chest and strode to the door.

"Where are we going?" she asked.

"I'm taking you out for a bite." He shot a glance to her pale neck. "That is, if the offering is still on?"

She laughed again, eyeing his neck, too. "Absolutely, because I'm starving."

"You don't have to do this," Mina told Sebastian.

"Yes, I do."

"But all of this is behind us."

"Not quite yet."

Sebastian held the door open and waited for Mina to enter before him.

"Let's just go home," she said. "Wouldn't you rather just make love all night?"

"And you call me the depraved one," he murmured, leaning down to place a quick kiss on the side of her neck. A place that she had learned was her favorite spot to be kissed. Well, one of them.

He caught her hand and pulled her into the room. Jane and Rhys and Christian and Jolee followed them in. Sebastian had called Christian to come from West Virginia for this. Mina hesitated as a few familiar faces turned toward her. She forced a smile as she led them to the back row. They all sat down and waited as Jackson Hallowell called the Society meeting to order.

Mina only half-listened as the board went through the official business. She was too aware of Sebastian beside her, his fingers linked with hers, his thumb stroking the top of her hand. But she certainly didn't want to be there. She realized now that the Society, even if some of the members did have good intentions, wasn't going about things the right way. After all, they couldn't have been more wrong about Sebastian.

Finally, Jackson asked the members if they had any business they wished to discuss, and Sebastian rose.

Mina stared up at him, waiting to hear what he could possibly want to say to these preternaturals.

"Hi," he greeted the room with one of his lopsided smiles that she loved so much. "I'm Sebastian Young."

Several members shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

Sebastian smiled again. "For those of you who may, or may not, recognize me, I'm the Society's third most dangerous vampire."

More awkward rustles. A cough. Silence.

"And before you go nuts and try to stake me or pelt me with garlic or something, I've actually come here to tell you that Mina-Wilhelmina Weiss has succeeded in her mission for the Society."