Title: Flash Fire
Summary: She sacrificed a lot for her brother so he could escape hell. Now in isolation, will she find her own happiness or will war come knocking once more?
Author Note: this is going to be a drabble, so chapters will be anywhere between 100-600 words.
She expected fear, maybe an attempt of power but this…this was not expected. Kate didn’t flee nor did she attempt to use her power in anyway.
“I am surprised…” She trailed off slowly, eyeing the awed vampire before her. “I usually get one or two reactions, but awe? Awe is never one of them.”
Kate shook off the awe and cocked her brow at the legend before her. “Why would I be terrified? I’ve never seen your beast up close and personal, your scars don’t bother me because I’ve been desensitized to scars thanks to Jasper and a few others. I know you could kill me but you won’t, so I have no fear of you unless one of these things changes.”
Well… “I think you and I will get along then.” Bella admitted. “But don’t expect me to be like every other vampire or woman. I’ve lived alone for these past few decades and before that all I knew was war.”
“I can respect this, I also understand. My vampiric life may not have had war but I have seen violence, I have seen and done unspeakable things. After all it is I and my sisters who started the Succubi Legends.” Kate explained with a grin.
Golden eyes met burnt orange as everything began to click together. “That’s why you were terrified the other day, she told you who she was and you took flight.”
Garrett grimaced before standing and began to unbuckle his belt, neither woman stopped him. Kate understood and though Bella wanted to snarl and tell him to stop she held her beast at bay and let her eyes roam over the mottled flesh.
No wonder he ran… She knew the familiar burn marks of her fire; they seemed to mark a vampire differently than regular fire. She could see how close they were to reaching the open wound only a few inches above where her fire licked at his flesh and everything within her recoiled at how close she was from killing her mate.
Garrett watched as his mate’s face dropped and then blanked, no emotion to show but he could see the utter horror and devastation in her eyes as she stared at the burn marks on his leg. “I needed you to understand why I ran. You told me and all I could see was war and felt the fire on my leg once again.”
Bella raised her hand to touch it before letting it fall back down and curl into a fist, she wouldn’t touch it and she had no right to yet. Not yet. Skies above, how many more people she has known and come to care for carry her flames kiss upon their skin? How many more will she hurt?
Author Note: You asked and you shall receive!