Pierce couldn’t believe his luck. He was about to lose his mind searching for her. He went to all the familiar hangouts of her and that male only to find them empty. It alarmed him when he smelled blood in the air. If anything happened to her, he would tear apart the asshole who had caused her harm. He prayed the blood wasn’t hers and that she’d gone to a shelter before this massacre happened. To see her running into his arms like this was sweet relief. Pierce held her steady as she tried to break free of his grip. Someone or something had frightened her.
“What is it?” he asked, trying to make her look at him.
Her eyes danced around like a madwoman. She kept looking back. Her small frame trembling in his grasp. “He’s going to kill me,” she muttered over and over to no one in particular.
Pierce growled. She was traumatized. He had to get her out of here and to a safe place. It was a good thing he squashed the plan to become a part of her world tonight. When he thought about it with a rational mind, there was no getting this by Victor. He didn’t like to lie unless it was necessary and he didn’t want to start off his interaction with his mate with a lie. She already knew he wasn’t homeless and he had money so it was a no go.
When she went limp in his arms, he panicked. Pierce held her close to him. She was still breathing. Good. He felt an unnerving presence. He growled, letting the vampire know she was under his protection and that he’d have to go through him to get to her. The vampire took the hint. He disappeared into the shadows like the dog he was. Pierce lifted her into his arms and ran back to his car. For good measure, he checked her neck to see if the vampire bit her. He wanted to check other places but he’d need her permission for that and it was best not to take it too far too soon. She didn’t have any visible marks that he could see.
He was satisfied with that at least. He placed her on the passenger side and buckled her in. Pierce closed the door and jogged around to the driver side. Once he was in, he cranked up and drove away. He had to figure out where to go with her. He couldn’t take her to the mansion that’s for sure. Victor would have her thrown out before she could even get in the door all the way. An idea came to him. Thanks to their wealth, they did own a couple more properties that Victor used sparingly. Pierce smiled.
Finally, he had his mate with him whenever he wanted. Although she came to him under bad circumstances he was glad nonetheless. Now he could spend all his time with her. Pierce glanced over at her. She was more stunning up close. He saw her up close when he gave her the money but he didn’t want to gawk at her and make her uncomfortable. He touched her hair, the softness comforting under his palm.
“I’ll protect you from now on,” he said, turning his eyes back to the road. “I promise not to let anyone or anything harm you. Nothing and no one will ever take you away from me.”
Addy awoke in a strange home. The bed was soft and warm. It took all of her strength not to lie down and sleep for hours on end. The room was magnificent and not what she was used to. The bed was twice the size of any bed she ever owned in her life. It was covered in green sheets along with a throw depicting lush green trees in a forest. Addy admired the room in awe. Beautiful green wallpaper lined the walls.
The furniture was a dark brown color with beautiful green pillows in them surrounding a roundtable. Addy liked the whole forest look of the room. Whoever owned this place was a good decorator. Addy shot up from the bed. This could be Danag’s place. He did say his family was rich. Addy noticed her clothes were different or at least she now sported a black sweater over her dress. The sweater was warm. Maybe Danag was dolling her up for the kill. She heard silent footsteps coming in her direction.
Addy ran to the closet. She pulled open the doors with a gasp. The closet was huge and filled with suits and others things. This house belonged to a man or this room did. She grabbed an empty wire hanger down and began to untwist it. She would get Danag right in his eyes if he so much as looked at her. Addy hid behind the array of clothes and waited, holding her breath.
Pierce walked into the room with some fresh, new clothes for his mate. He knocked twice on the door but she didn’t answer. Thinking she was still asleep, he crept into the room. He was about to place the clothes on one of the chairs when he noticed the bed was empty. His heart leaped. She couldn’t have left. She was in danger. Pierce panicked. He ran to the window and checked it. There was no way she was out there. One, it was cold and two, this house wasn’t exactly two stories. It was more like four stories and she was on the fourth floor.
Pierce glanced around the room. He noticed the closet was open ajar. He smiled. Scared the vampire had found her, was she? He opened the closet door and shifted through the clothes. He found her sitting on the floor with a wire hanger in her hand. She gasped when he found her and lunged at him with clumsiness. Pierce dodged her attack and wrenched the hanger from her. She ran into his display of sunglasses, knocking a few down. She turned to face him quickly, fear present in her beautiful eyes.
“I won’t let you get away with this,” she said. “I know how to fight, just so you know.”
Pierce smiled, amused. “I’m not trying to get away with anything. All I did was save your life.”
She frowned. Pierce left the closet. She followed him with a confused expression. “Don’t I know you from somewhere?”
She watched him until realization hit her. “You’re that man who helped Sid and me, aren’t you?”
Pierce shrugged. “I distinctly remember helping you but not this “Sid.”
He went to the chair and grabbed the clothes. He held them out to her but she stared at them. Pierce sighed. He left the clothes on the chair and backed away with his hands up. She took cautious steps forward and grabbed the clothes. Pierce found it amusing how guarded she was but he could understand.
“I wanted to thank you for helping me and my friend back then,” she said, running a hand over the clothes. “It seems like I owe you two now. You’ve saved me again.”
“It’s nothing,” Pierce said.
“What’s your name?” she asked, glancing at him with a sheepish look.
She rolled her eyes. “I asked you first.”
Pierce smiled. He loved the way she crinkled her brows in frustration. Pierce knew he was probably giving her a hard time but he wanted to get her mind off what happened to her. He wanted her to feel safe with him. If playing this little game with her got her to lighten up then he would do anything.
“Okay, next question,” she said. “Am I a prisoner here?”
Pierce didn’t know how to answer that question. She could leave anytime she wanted but he didn’t want her to. He wanted her to stay here forever with him but he wouldn’t force her. Instead, he chose not to answer and pretended to leave the room. When he placed his hand on the door handle, she spoke again.
“My name’s Addison Richards. You can call me Addy. Everyone else does.”
Pierce glanced at her. “Such a lovely name.”
“I don’t really like it. It sounds old.”
Pierce walked over to her and held out a hand to her. “Well, my name’s Pierson Halton but you can call me Pierce. Everyone else does.”
She rolled her eyes again. She slapped his hand away playfully. She must’ve thought he was playing with her again. When he didn’t give her a response, she gasped.
“Your name is really Pierson?”
Pierce nodded. He held out his hand to her again. This time she took it. She blushed when he placed a kiss on her hand.
“Like I said before, I want to thank you for saving me,” she said. “I wish I could’ve saved Sid as well.”
Pierce didn’t want to hear about him. He went to make up the bed. Addy watched him. Pierce couldn’t tell her what it did to his ego to have her admire him that way. It could be his wolf talking but everything about her amazed him which scared the hell out of him. Mates were tricky this way. It was amazing the hold they had over their significant others. Addy didn’t know about him yet and he planned to keep her in the dark until he felt she could handle it.
He didn’t know exactly when that would happen. He didn’t like the way she kept mentioning this Sid. Were they lovers? He hated to break this to her but if the vampire bit him, Sid was no longer her trusting lover or friend. He could’ve turned or he could be dead. Pierce hated to be an asshole but he hoped the latter. He didn’t want her to see anyone else but him. He glanced at her. It was on the tip of his tongue. He wanted to ask her what Sid meant to her but he tamped it down. He couldn’t bear to hear the answer.
“The bathroom’s over there,” he said. “I’ll leave so you can get changed. When you’re finished, you can meet me downstairs if you’d like. I’ll prepare a meal for you.”
“Thank you, Pierce,” she said heading for the bathroom. “You’re like my guardian angel.”
“I want to be more than that.”
She turned around. “Did you say something?”
Pierce shook his head. “No. I’ll see you in a bit.”
With that, he left the room.