The Avalon Legacies Book 1 Legacy Forgotten

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Chapter 4

When she awoke the next afternoon Ailis felt worse than ever. She got dressed and went to work. It was a slow night. No more murders and she was relieved. That meant even though Kenneth was a jerk about it, he had listened to her. It didn’t matter though. She still didn’t want to speak to or see him. He was a pompous jerk. Enough was enough. Ailis was about ready to call this awful city quits and head home. She didn’t even really know why the hell she was here in the first place. She should have just put her grandmother’s house up for sale and split but those damn feelings kept calling to her. They kept her here as if she were a prisoner. Ailis poured herself into her job. She worked extra hours into the daylight and did whatever she could to keep her mind on other things. She was returning home three nights later and still didn’t feel any better. Thank God she had not seen or heard from Kenneth.

She thought about him a great deal and hated herself for it. He was a vampire for Gods sake! She knew it was better this way, but she couldn’t get him out of her mind. He seemed to consume her every thought. Waking or asleep. It was as if meeting him had awoken some hidden piece of her soul that refused to now be ignored. She had to get out of here now. Before she could not resist this, whatever it was any longer. She was thinking about how long it would take for a transfer to go through when she stepped onto her porch and Kenneth appeared out of nowhere. She was in no mood for a confrontation with him. She could not see him. She was having enough trouble keeping herself from running to him in her sleep or something as it was. She looked up at him and knew right away that no matter how much she fought, he would never leave her alone. She sighed in resignation.

“What are you doing here?” She asked wearily.

“I was looking for you He stated.

“That’s obvious Just go away.” Ailis answered with bitterness in her voice.

He looked hurt for a moment but quickly wiped his expression clear again. “I don’t want to go away. We need to talk about the other night.” He responded.

“I’d rather not.” She said as she brushed past him and opened the door. She turned to glare at him and realized that he still stood outside the door. Then it dawned on her he couldn’t come in until invited. She looked up at him and snorted. “I wouldn’t count on it. This is the only place you can’t go where I would be left in peace. Now go away!” She closed the statement by slamming the door in his face.

Kenneth could not figure this woman out. He knew her thoughts traveled to him as much as his did to her. Why was she being like this? They had a mystery to figure out. One that he was pretty sure was completely about his former fiancee, Ailis’ grandmother. He walked over to the porch swing, sat down patiently and waited, knowing that she would have to let him in eventually.

“Hello…” He called seductively. No answer. “Ailis…. I won’t give up. We need each other and you know it as well as I do.”

Kenneth had tried to stay away. Oh God, How he’d tried. For the last three days, he’d been in hell. He felt her when she thought of him. He felt her fighting it even now. He was consumed with thoughts of her and it was driving him crazy. He felt her every feeling and the ones that hurt him the most, were the feelings of hatred and contempt he could feel coming from her. He deserved them all and he knew it but that didn’t make it hurt any less. The fact that he was feeling hurt both angered and surprised him. It’d been over one hundred years since he’d given a shit what anyone thought about him. Why now? Why her? His life was falling apart and he blamed her. He’d just have to get what he needed and get back home and away from this siren who, Kenneth was sure, would be the death of him.

Ailis could hear his voice inside her head, dark, deep and sultry, full of hope and promise, it was so warm and inviting, with a hint of laughter. She hated that he could get to her so easily.

“Go away.” She threw back at him.

“Ailis…. I really need to talk to you. Please let me in.” Now his voice sounded so lost and alone. It tugged at her, pulling and shredding her emotions. She quickly finished her shower, threw on a pair of pajama pants and a white tank top. He was still trying to convince her to let him in when she padded back downstairs and flung the door open.

Kenneth was shocked into silence as soon as the door opened. All he could do was stand there like an idiot and stare down at her. She was like a breath of fresh air on a hot stuffy Miami day. Her long flowing fiery hair was wet, combed straight and fell down her back to rest just above the rounding of her behind. All she wore was a pair of loose fitting night pants and a tank top. It was like staring into the door of heaven.

She eyed him angrily. “You aren’t going to let me sleep are you? You shouldn’t use your powers to mess with peoples emotions.” She accused sounding angry.

“Not a bit.” He teased and then winked at her. “I wasn’t using my powers, I can’t help what I feel for you, it is just there. That is one of the things we must figure out.” He answered. Truthfully. He had no idea why he felt the way he did but he sure as hell wanted to figure it out so he could get rid of it and get back home.

“What if I just leave you out here?” She asked, “You’ll have to leave before the dawn anyway.”

“I’d just come back tonight.” He stated calmly. “We really need to talk.”

“Fine.” She said as she turned to go back to the kitchen. “You can come in.” She spoke over her shoulder. “But if you try anything I’ll retract my invitation.”

“It wouldn’t help.” He stated. “You’ve already invited me in.”

She looked over at him and shook her head. “Don’t make the mistake in thinking that I need your stupid little rules to keep you out of my house.” Her eyes flashed as she said that and he went instantly hard. His brain stopped working all together as he remembered the number she’d done to the vampire at the club the other night. He’d felt like an idiot for not being able to get to her in time but got thoroughly turned on upon remembering how she’d staked that vampire without so much as a flinch. You really are a sick puppy. Kenneth thought to himself. “Don’t waste time. Now; what do you want to talk about.” Ailis asked.

It took him a minute and a mental head shake to get his thoughts back together. Damn the woman and whatever power she seemed to hold over him. That had to be it. She was some kind of Witch and she put a spell or something on him. That had to be it.

“I want to ask you about your grandmother. Where did she hail from?” Kenneth asked when he could form the question.

She raised an eyebrow at him. “Hail? You are old aren’t you? ” She smirked.

“One-Hundred and twenty-six years to be exact.” He responded.

“Wow! And to think,” She teased. “You don’t look a day over twenty-five.”

“I was twenty-six when I was brought over. Now you are changing the subject. Where was your grandmother from?” He asked again.

“I don’t know.” She answered truthfully. “She would never tell me. All I know is that she was from Madrid but I don’t know what village.”

“Okay.” He said a little frustrated. “She never talked about her life in Spain?”

“Not really, she would come over and we would practice. She never liked to talk about her life before she came here with my grandfather.” Ailis finished with a sigh.

Kenneth tried to think of what he was asking but it was too difficult as she just looked too good in those clothes. “Now you said that you practiced right? What did you practice?” He asked her.

Ailis looked skeptical like she wasn’t sure that she could trust him. Finally she sighed and answered. “We studied to improve my powers.”

Kenneth was so confused. How could this happen? Carmelita was never anything but human so how did Ailis have powers? Where did they come from? “What powers exactly do you have Ailis?”

“Now why would I tell you that?” She asked annoyed.

Kenneth was angry now and it showed. “What do you think?” He asked accusingly “I would use the knowledge against you?” He finished sounding angry, knowing he might but not telling her that.

“Well let’s see.” She retorted “You live off of the blood of human beings and slaughter most of them. Why should I trust anything that you say?” She finished asking him.

For an instant he looked almost hurt. “I realize that you have no reason to trust me and I know what I am. I have never regretted my decision to join the ranks of my brothers until now.” He said sounding deflated, surprised he really meant it. It was time for Kenneth to face facts. Weather he wanted to admit it or not, her opinion of him mattered.

His words hurt her more that she cared to admit. She could not, No! She would not gain any feelings for this creature of the night. “We worked on my ability to read others minds and speak to them as well.”

“Is that it?” He asked.

“Well no, not exactly.” She said looking at the floor as if she was embarrassed.

“Ailis if we are going to figure this out I need you to trust me.” Kenneth answered on a sigh.

Ailis heaved a sigh and made her self invisible. Kenneth’s mouth dropped to the floor. “Okay….How long have you known that you can do that?” He asked amazed.

Ailis looked embarrassed enough to cry when she shimmered back into view. It broke Kenneth’s heart and he couldn’t figure out why. She answered without looking at him. “I trained from the age of three until I was thirteen.”

Kenneth was confused. “Why did you stop?”

“My mother didn’t approve so when she found out she moved us to California to live and I never saw my grandmother again. We talked from time to time but after a while I realized that what my mother said was true and if I ever let anyone find out I would be locked away and treated like a freak.” Ailis said all matter of fact like.

Kenneth couldn’t believe that she was feeling sorry for herself. He walked over to her, took her hands and looked down into her eyes as he spoke to her. “Ailis listen to me. These powers that you have are not something to be ashamed of.” He told her. “Think about it Ailis, you have the powers of the vampire but none of the side effects. You can still see the sun.” He said trying to get through to her.

Ailis suddenly knew what it was like to be Kenneth. He had all this power and time as he never aged and he couldn’t even do something as simple as swim in the sunlight. “I guess you are right,” She responded. “You know, my grandmother would have liked you. She was engaged in Spain once you know. You remind me of him.”

Kenneth nearly choked. “I thought that your grandmother didn’t talk about her homeland.” He asked.

“She didn’t.” Ailis answered. “She spoke only of the man she was going to marry.”

“Why didn’t she marry?” Kenneth asked already knowing the answer.

“I don’t know exactly.” Ailis answered truthfully. “Like I said, she was secretive. All she said was that she left because he had done something very dreadful. Once she said that he was as good as dead to her.”

Ailis might as well have punched him in the gut, because that’s just how he felt. Ailis could see the effect of her words on his face but couldn’t figure out what it meant. He looked so sad that she had to reach out to him. She extended her arm and touched his cheek. He pulled away as if her touch offended him. She did a very good job of masking the hurt she felt at the rejection he’d shown her. “What’s wrong?” She asked.

“Nothing.” He stated sounding agitated. She reached back up to stroke his cheek. This time he didn’t flinch away. She was mesmerized when she looked up into his eyes. They looked to be black but when the light hit them, they looked like a pot of golden honey. They were as deep as the ocean and she felt like she would drown in them.

Kenneth was surprised that after a hundred years he could be so upset about something Carmelita said about him but the realization that she didn’t die in the attack was agonizing. And why if she wasn’t killed had she left him? Ailis could see that something was wrong with him. He could see what looked like pity in her eyes and when she reached for him he pulled away. He was a very powerful vampire there was no way that he was going to take pity from this woman. A woman that didn’t even face what she was. When he jerked away, he could see a moment of hurt reflect in her eyes and then it was quickly gone. After a moment she reached up and stroked the side of his cheek, he felt shivers run straight through his body. It was like lightning. He looked down into her eyes. They were as green as the greenest grass on a midsummer’s day.

When he looked closer he did not see pity in her gaze but rather he saw true concern. He could do nothing but stand there and gaze down at her. He didn’t know if it was Ailis or himself that leaned closer but before he knew it their lips were touching ever so slightly. He could almost feel the explosion of shared longing being transferred between them. Their kiss started out very tender and slow but as their heart rates quickened so did the pace of their kisses. Kenneth had never felt this way before. He could barely breathe. Suddenly the urge came over him. His fangs began to lengthen. He stepped back abruptly, which left Ailis feeling bereft and confused. “I must go.” He stated plainly and then he was gone.

Kenneth couldn’t believe the emotions sweeping through him. She’d felt so right in his arms as they’d kissed feverishly. He stopped abruptly, remembering the hatred and contempt he’d felt from her earlier. She may be attracted to him but that’s as far as her feelings went. He was darkness incarnate and Ailis was as bright as the morning sun. Hell, even the meaning of her name taunted Kenneth with the reminder that he could never have her. He hardened himself to her. He was not letting himself be destroyed by this woman and whatever magic she was weaving over him. “I have to go.” He stated plainly before leaving her standing with her mouth agape. Serves her right, he thought darkly.

Kenneth never looked for love in his sexual partners but there was no way he’d sleep with someone who hated him. He was angry, frustrated and weirdly depressed as he walked the dark streets of Miami looking his next victim. Maybe it’s about time for a woman. He thought to himself. If he got rid of the sexual frustration plaguing him, maybe he’d be able to concentrate around her long enough to get some straight answers. That’s exactly what I need, he thought to himself as he went off in search of the perfect tasty morsel.

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