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.
Sabel didn’t know whether she needed to beat her head against the wall or cry. Her mate said that she and the succubus would get along and… he was surprisingly right. She liked the woman’s whit and sarcastic dry humour.
The downside is that she reminded her too much of Jasper and Peter that it made her uneasy.
“I can understand why you smell electric.” She hummed as she eyed the sparks that arced off Kate’s open hands.
Kate felt her brows rise in surprise. “You can smell my power?”
“Yes, I was trained by my mistress to keep an eye out on those who will be a gifted vampire or who was gifted once turned. I’ve come across those who have electrokinesis of some kind and each one smells like you, but your stronger as you are old in our world and have had longer to train it.” She explained with a shrug, taking Garrett and Kate by surprise.
“We… did not know that a regular vampire could do this.” Kate says slowly. “Well, a vampire who doesn’t have the ability to sense others like Eleazar.”
“But…” Sabel trailed off, her brows pulling down into a frown as she turned to look at her mate. “You know Peter and Jasper… They’re trained to have the same skill sets as I do.”
When she realised what she just said and who she said it in front of… he stomach dropped and panic flared within her. Her mate knew who she was yes, but the succubus didn’t and she didn’t really trust the woman… not with something like this. But there was no going back now, not with just telling her but she set the ball rolling so to speak and sooner or later she along with her coven will find out who she truly was.
“You know The Whitlock’s?” Kate asked with surprise and even though Jasper was a ‘Hale’ and part of the Cullen Coven, he was the leader of the Whitlock Coven and to her will always be a Whitlock. “How? Where you part of the army in the south? Did you train them or be trained by them?”
Garrett shot his mate a look before slowly and with a cringe placed a hand upon Kate’s shoulder, he knew how he took the reveal and he was ready for how Kate would react when Sabel told her.
“You could say something like that. I was trained with them; Jasper’s maker is my maker.” Sabel said slowly, making sure to keep her body relaxed and as nonthreatening as possible. “You could say that Jasper and I are twins as well and it would be correct.”
“Twins? But Jasper’s sist…” Kate trailed off, her eyes going wide as she watched the woman before her raise her hand and within the palm was a flickering ember of fire. “Enyo…”
Author Note: Oh god, I don’t even know anymore…