Behold, my Beloved

Kallee sat frozen in fear. Her breathing shallow and fast. Kallee couldn't believe what she was seeing.



' what rotten dumb fuckin' luck ' she thought

' i run from one sadistic fuck of a vampire pack, only to end up in another packs' territory.'



Kallee just couldn't believe it. How many damn packs of Vampires are there in the sunny state of California? She didn't think there could be many. Considering that as many times as Fenlins' pack killed a night, assuming all packs followed the same routine; people would start to notice a high number of missing people. Or the high number of bodies found with neck trauma.



Kallee continued to watch the pack. A fat security guard had walked up to them and seemingly unafraid was currently shoving the blond leader off of the carousel that had stopped turning.



The leader didn't fight back. In fact he smiled at the guard, then turned to the other three members of his group. Assuming he said something to them the group left the carousel with out incident.



kallee finally made herself move. She slowly stood and casually walked behind a pretzel stand. Keeping the boys in her line of vision. From past experiences, she knew not to run. Running attracted Vampires like nothing else. Right now, that was the worse action Kallee could do. She didn't want to attract this packs attention to herself.



Trying to calm her breathing, Kallee tried to keep the group of boys into her side vision while trying to look like she was considering buying one of the hot, salted pretzels.



Kallee thoughts scurried through her mind like mice in a maze. What should she do? Should she make herself known? Try to leave tonight? Continue running?



Kallee dismissed the thoughts of running almost immediately. There was no way her body could go any further with out rest and food. A twinge of pain from her ribs also reminded her that she would need some medical attention. she wasn't gonna get better by running away. Only worse.



As Kallee looked up, she gasped. The pack was gone. Disappeared. 'where the hell did they go?' Kallee frantically thought. Hurrying away from the Pretzel stand, she looked up and down the midway of the boardwalk. She didn't see hide nor good looking hair anywhere.



'damn it! now what? ' she thought to herself.

'not good, not good, not good! '



Her breathing escalating, almost hyperventilating, Kallee was about to leave the spot when she heard a voice right behind her. Melodious, dark and low. She felt it sink into her lower gut like thick, warm chocolate. Until the words the voice spoke registered in her numb brain.



" Hey, shidizhee, Your bleeding. "



A cold sweat broke out all over her body. Shoulders tensed and jerked. Kallee closed her eyes. She knew. The pack. They must of smelled the blood of her wounds. And like any good carnivore, they sought it out. Hurt prey was easy prey.



kallee opened her eyes and slowly turned around. Before her stood one of the boys from the carousel. The dark one. The one who's looks screamed Native American. Though his skins copper tone was muted. Paler than hers, there was no mistake of his heritage.



Kalle's'eyes had landed about waist level. His stomach was bare as was his chest. Slowly her eyes raised to his face.



Sculptured features with deep set eyes of a dark chocolate brown. Thick and long was the blue- black hair that framed his face. A mane of wind blown hair that graced his shoulders to fall like black silk down his back.



His dark eyes seemed to stare straight through her. Kallee saw him take a deep breath in, tilting his head slightly back. Inhaling her scent.



Through scent, Fenlin had explained to her once. A Vampire is able to get a mental check list on a person. A Vampire can smell if that person was a drug user, habitual drinker, if they were healthy or sick. Even if the person was dying a slow death of a disease such as cancer or aids. A good strong sniff and the Hunter could even tell the age of the person. If a woman was on her period. Kallee just thought that piece of info was a little to much. Though, she had noticed the pack acting funny around her when she had gotten her periods while a captive of Fenlin. They seemed to want to be around her more. Always smelling her, circling around her corner where she spent most of her time when Fenlin wasn't kicking her around or dragging her to Vamp parties. Kallee never put the connection together until Fenlin had explained the smell factor of Vampires.



Fenlin had told her laughingly once, it was like waving a red flag in front of a bull. Gross.



The dark on looked at her again. Speaking as if she hadn't heard his earlier statement.



" Your bleeding. " He said. Taking a step closer to Kallee.



Kallee took a step back. she was about to retort when several voices intruded.



" Hey bro, whatcha find? "



" Hey Dwayne, find some thing good? "



" Yes Dwayne. What exactly did you find? "



Kallee looked around her. Surrounding her, like lions around a wounded gazelle, was the rest of the pack. The last one to speak to the dark one. The one they were addressing as Dwayne. Was the blond leader. Staring straight at her. The permanent smirk still in place.



Kallee took another glance around her and whimpered in fear. She was screwed.