Cain

"She did... And why no? I can make it look like an accident. Or like he ran away." Cain just plopped down next to Kieran. "Not bad kid, but I can still hear your heart beat. Face down helps to show the heart even more and muffle the sound." He looked back up at his friend

"So, dinner and whiskey? I wish Annie could come out with us."

"Anything for you, baby. Onward to the store. Then home. Then, magic." He smiled at her and kissed her knuckles. He was cool on the outside, inside he was shaking like a leaf.

"That guy though. The fates were not kind to her. He's big, pissy and not even that pretty! He doesn't deserve her! She should have been with one of us... Or one of the Ancients! She's practically royalty!" Cain walked out with the other two, laughing at the boy over his believed triumph. Him and Terryn had been drinking since their first kill. Things were so different now.

Ha! He's been working up to it since he met her. "I'm ready if you are. It's more comfortable this way anyhow. That much glamour started to feel like a prison. Just, try to contain yourself." He smirked at her as he started to unbutton his shirt. He got to the bottom button and removed it tossing it aside. He loved the way she looked at him. He reached for the top button on his jeans. "Now, I have to take off all my clothes, I don't want to rip them, these jeans aren't cheap. You can cover your eyes if you feel the need, but I won't be offended if you look." He smirked. He had to keep making jokes to keep him calm or she might smell the fear on him. He worked down the four buttons, his eyes never leaving her. She was why he was doing this. This was for her.

"She deserved someone like Falcon, or one of Gregori's brothers." Cain realized they had stopped and looked up at the building in front of them.

"The fuck is this? Either, I've been bamboozled or this is some seriously heavy magic going on here." He looked between Terryn and Kieran, kind of confused.


Micah smiled, she didn't run, didn't get offended. He looked what she saw. His cock twitched and stood proudly. He just hoped she didn't scream when he dropped the glamour.

"Easy, you're turning a little pink. I'm not even naked yet." He took a deep breath and reached behind his neck. His fingers were shaking, making it difficult to work the tiny clasp. Eventually, he just got frustrated and pulled the platinum chain up over his head and gently placed it on the top of his dresser. The glamour slid off him like dirt in the shower. First the copper shimmer appeared through his hair, then his horns, his face became slightly more angular. The muscles through his arms, chest and abs became more defined with a thick, soft pelt starting at his waist and traveling down to goat legs, and hooves. His cock still stood erect, though it no longer looked human. It was longer, thicker and flaired at the end like a horse. He just watched her, waiting for a reaction. His hand not far from the necklace, prepared to replace it quickly, if needed.

Cain looked around in awe. It was beautiful inside. So much amazing craftsmanship with natural wood and stone. "This is fantastic! Props to the owners or owner. So where is food?"

Micah smiled. "Please do." His heart was racing in his ears, she was even more beautiful now that he wasn't looking through a film. He smelled better than he could have imagined. He really wanted to kiss her. But he just stood there, letting her set the pace of anything that happened today.

"Nice! It smells amazing in here! God, I can't wait to eat! Confession, I haven't eaten food in over fifty years. In fact I haven't even fed unless I had to. But now, my mouth is watering and I'm starving!" Cain just looked through the menu. It all looked amazing.

Now Micah was shaking for a whole new reason. It felt amazing to have some one actually touch him. Not the stupid human suit he had to wear everyday. "That feels better than you can imagine." His words came out breathy.

"No, no, no. I told you I wad treating you. Both of you. You welcomed me into your home and helped me to get some time with my Lifemate. This is on me." Cain smiled, now on a mission to help them both find their mates. He ordered a massive steak and garlic mashed potatoes with veggies then a huge piece of chocolate cake. He was fat and happy and ready for whiskey.

Micah looked at her like she was the Mona Lisa. She was stunning and regal. "This isn't what I expected when you said you'd show me yours. I can't wear clothes like this. You didn't have to do this. But, I have to tell you.... You are the single most breath takingly gorgeous creature I've ever seen in my entire life." He spoke with awe and reverence. He wasn't worthy of looking at such beauty.

He looked down into her eyes and asked for something he'd never asked for before, he'd always just taken what he wanted. It needed to be different with her. "Princess, may I kiss you?"

"He's a kid. He'll get better." He took the glass from him and took a sip. It was sweet with a wonderful burn. "Oooh, that's good."


He closed the distance between them, cupped her face on his hands and lowered his mouth to meet hers. He tried to keep his erection from touching her, he didn't want to disgrace her. But it was bouncing and jerking of its own volition. He kissed her deeply, letting his tongue mingle with hers. He wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close to him. He wrapped his hands in her hair, holding her like a delicate rose.