ROMANCE: Claimed By The Forbidden Vampire (Alpha Male Paranormal Shifter Menage Romance) (Werewolf Vampires Interracial Pregnancy Novel)

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  Claimed By The Forbidden Vampire

  Paranormal Romance

  Tatiana Jones

  Claimed By The Forbidden Vampire

  Chapter 1

  In the Depths of the Woods

  “Stick to what you know, Jacinta.”

  She was always told that family is the most important thing to the pack. Everything came from the family and everything and everyone was connected. She believed and adhered to these teachings. Yet, she longed to rebel. She hated being controlled and dominated by family. She knew her family had her best interests at heart but she felt like her family’s teachings were outdated and held no relevance to modern times. She wanted freedom. She was very intelligent but very romantic. There was this passion within; an urge she wished to quench. A burning flame she wished to out. Her destiny was already decided and she was forced to embrace it by her relatives. She did not ask for this life.

  “Are you ready for the first day of college?” her mother asked her.

  “Yes I am. But I don’t understand why I have to still live with you guys? I am 18. I can live on the dorm.”

  “Yes, sweetheart and we are your parents. We pay for everything. So you will live with us until you can afford to move out.”

  In the middle of her frustrations was silence. She sulked in her chair. She wished she could become more independent but her parents did not even like the idea of her working. They wanted her to be a good housewife to the son-in-law that they handpicked. He was from a neighbouring tribe. Because they were dying out, they wanted a son just like them. She groaned at the thought of marrying someone she hardly knew. Her parent thought it was romantic. She found it to be irritating. She continued to eat her breakfast and prepared herself for class.

  She was already bored. This lecture seemed uneventful. The lecturer went on about evolution. He expounded on Darwin’s theories. She was close to falling asleep in class. Suddenly, she heard a plop next to her. Apparently, one of her classmates was late.

  “Hey, new guy, I’m so glad that you could join us. Please, tell the class a bit about evolution.”

  He looked flustered. His face turned red. He was quite strange. He was dressed in all black and his face was covered. His voice was low and raspy and he was mysterious. Yet, behind his secretive apparel, he appeared to be attractive. He looked at the lecturer intensely. The lecturer was silent for a minute and then apologized to the man. He was about to sit next to Jacinta but suddenly, he turned on his heels and sat elsewhere. She did not mind because she felt a weird energy just being around him. She then regained her focus and kept writing notes.

  When the class was over, she saw him gracefully leaving class. He almost appeared to be gliding. For some strange reason, she resented him. She hardly knew him. She scoffed at his actions and left the class. She just could not understand him. He was someone who was very difficult to read and normally she could figure out someone just by their smell. But she could not smell anything. She found this to be intriguing and dangerous. She observed his behaviour outside of class. She realized that he was alone most of the time and she could relate to this introverted behaviour.

  She too was a loner. She had been for most of her life. She did not keep a lot of friends because she was not that open and vulnerable and she was taught that it was a sign of weakness to be so exposed. People always found her to be very strange. And they were right. Her parents did not let her stay out at night and placed many restrictions on her which also impacted her social life.She was not invited to sleepovers and parties given that it was so hard to get her parents to say yes. She did feel lonely at times but her cousins kept her company. Her love life was inexistent and yet complicated. It wasn’t that she wasn’t attractive. She was 5ft 6 tall, had long brown hair, hazel eyes and had curves to die for. She was funny and witty and charming. Yet, she could not go out on dates or spend time with them. Her family was terribly overprotective of her and managed to scare off any boy that was interested in her. Another reason why dates would be impossible was due to the fact that her parents had already arranged for her to marry someone. She saw her betrothed bonding with her family. He was aesthetically pleasing. He was very attractive with his tanned skin, dark hair and symmetrical face. His muscular body was shaped and sculptured by the hand of God himself. He was everything a girl could possibly want. And yet, she did not long for him. She sometimes wish she did because he always knew what to say and how to behave in every situation but this was not the type of romance that she had in mind.

  The night was both her friend and her ally. The night allowed her to release her other side. On her way home, she remembered that tonight was a full moon. She hurried home. She headed to the backyard and saw all of her family members outside and they were placed in groups of five. The moon was upon them. They could feel the warmth and loving support of the moon. Suddenly, the sky rippled with howls and pride and courage. Jacinta looked at her arms. Hair was growing rapidly. She touched her face which suddenly felt fuzzy. Her small hands suddenly turned into magnificent paws. Her nose became a snout. Her teeth grew bigger. She was no longer on two legs but four. She embraced the earth and ran around. She howled at the moon showing it gratitude and appreciation. She looked around as all of her family members changed their form from flesh to hairs and from feet and hands to paws. She smiled within herself. This was her family heritage. This was where she belonged. She then ran towards the night into the woods with her pack. She enjoyed being a wolf.

  She was now completely dominated by her instincts. She trusted and believed in them. Tonight was about the thrill of the hunt. It was a competition amongst them to see who would kill and bring home the prey first. Some may call this murder but she has accepted this as family bonding. She enjoyed spending time with her family and being out in the wild. Her cousins mainly formed her pack of five. They were older and much wiser than she was. There were grey streaks within their fur to indicate this level of wisdom and maturity. They decided to stop for a drink of water. Jacinta looked at herself in the water. Her beautiful white fur was always a mystery to her and her family. Normally, the fur matches the hair color, but given the variation in her genetics, she obtained white fur. She broke this reflection and began to drink. Suddenly, there was a rustling in the nearby bushes. They paused, awaiting the intruder. Apparently, it was one of her cousins. Bob needed to use the bathroom.

  They continued their pursuits. They slowly and carefully watched each step. They were focused and dedicated to the task. They monitored every breath and every step that any creature made. They were drawing close to their prey. Slowly, the adrenalin increased. They increased every step and e
very breath. Then, they cautiously approached the target. A little bunny was quietly nibbling on a carrot. He seemed unaware by what was about to happen. He flicked his ears with his hind legs and continued. Frank, the leader of that pack, was ready to attack. He quietly crept up and with one quick bite, killed and grabbed the bunny. He held the bunny like a trophy within his jaws. He then signaled the pack to meet the others at the tall oak tree. They were heading to the meeting point, when suddenly a strange creature with large paws struck Frank. The blow knocked him out. His body lay still on the ground. The pack growled at the creature and was ready to defend. They lunged at the creature. One by one they became unconscious. Only Jacinta was left.

  She looked at the creature, eyes begging with mercy as she calmly stepped back. The creature was about to attack when a black figure swopped in. The creature fell to the floor lifeless. There was a bite mark along its neck. She listened out for a pulse but only heard silence. He was gone and so was the black figure. She heard very weak heartbeats coming from the pack. She then howled at the moon, signaling the other wolves to come to her location. Her message was well-received and her entire family made it to her location. Through teamwork, they carried back the bodies to the lodge and started treatment. Thankfully, Uncle Martin was a doctor and he treated their injuries. Jacinta’s mother and father attempted to comfort her. She had never been so scared in her life. She tried to describe the creature that attacked the pack but mere words could not describe the horror, the disfiguration and the darkness of the figure. She shuddered just by the mere thought of it. Solemnity filled the air. The pack had never encountered such a creature.

  They longed for revenge. They howled at the moon to seal this promise. Jacinta knew that the sun would be up soon. Some of her family members began to shift back. Jacinta saw that the fur was retracting and that pieces of flesh were appearing. She could almost feel her face again. She stood on two legs once again. She grabbed her ribs which hurt. She staggered to the floor and was unconscious. Uncle Martin rushed to her side and surveyed the damage. There were scratch marks on her side and they were bleeding. He tried to stop the bleeding but found it to be impossible. He searched his medical kit, hoping to find a miracle within the box. He pulled out a stone which appeared to have some liquid within in. He broke the stone and rubbed the liquid on the scratches. They healed immediately. They did, however, leave scars on her flesh. Her parents were revealed. So was the entire family. Not only did the victims survive the onslaught but Frank healed onto the rabbit with his jaws even while he was unconscious.

  Chapter 2

  A Chance Encounter

  She headed to her Psychology class. Human behavior had always fascinated her. She loved the work of Freud, Maslow and Watson. She did frown on the experiments conducted by Pavlov. Dogs were her distant cousins. She listened to the lecturer talk about behavioral psychology. He focused on punishments and rewards and reinforcement.

  “A person only continues to behave in a particular way because the behavior has been rewarded. Remember when your parents would reward you for getting an A or for finishing your chores on time? What they were trying to do is make sure that behavior sticks.”

  A cloaked figure entered the room and took a seat in the back.

  “Hi stranger, you can come up to the front. I don’t bite.” He smiled to himself. He decided to make his way to the front. He sat down. His face was covered by the hood of a jacket which he wore underneath the cloak. Jacinta found it strange that he was so well-covered. The air conditioning was broken and the classroom was so hot that his other classmates were shorts and tank tops to class. Even the teacher donned capris and a white t-shirt.

  “Could you please remove the hood so that we can see your face?”

  He slowly removed the hood and cloak. His skin was alabaster. His eyes were the bluest of blue and filled with joy, mischievous and charm. He had dark hair and a smile that could win over any woman of his choosing. Apparently, it did. Most of the girls in the class could not stop staring at him.

  “Hey, let’s leave this handsome gentleman alone. He’s almost as handsome as I am. Don’t get jealous, young man, it is what it is.”

  The young man laughed to himself. “Oh, I am not jealous sir.”

  “Keep that up and I will ask you to write a 20 page paper for me,” he said jokingly to the student.

  He then dismissed the class but not before giving them a paper on Psychoanalysis to write. They groaned and then left the room.

  The mysterious guy quickly left the room. Jacinta found something very strange with him. He always kept to himself and immediately left all of the classes. The other females tried to look for him but he was nowhere to be seen. Jacinta just was not interested. One of her classmates, Jessica nudged her. She was beautiful, confident and outgoing. She was wealthy and every girl in the class wanted to be her. Jacinta sometimes found this strange. She thought she had left high school behind but clearly, persons only grew old; they never truly grew up.

  “That guy is so hot,” Jessica already had a boyfriend but clearly her interests were elsewhere, “the things I would do to him.” She bit her lip at the mere thought of it. Jacinta was surprised. Jack would not be too pleased to hear this. “Wait, why are you telling me this?” she asked Jessica. Jessica never spoke to her and they “knew” each other since kindergarten. She treated her with such disdain back then and continued to do so for her entire life. Jacinta was suspicious of their sudden interaction. She actually seemed friendly and polite. “Listen, Janice,”

  “It’s Jacinta,”

  She ignored her, “you seem…weird like him. I want your help to get him. Normally, he isn’t my type but I know that he would be interested in me. Just look at me. I am beautiful, vivacious and attractive and he is weird and strong and silent. You know what they say. Opposites attract.” She flipped her hair into Jacinta’s face. Jacinta removed hair from her mouth.

  “What’s in it for me?”

  Jessica was appalled by her request. “For you? Really?” she thought about it for a minute. “How about…my undying friendship?”

  “Thanks but…that seems to be quite returnable. How about I do it for something that I can permanently afford?”

  Jessica folded her arms and began tapping her foot. She was annoyed by her statement and request.

  “What do you want?”

  Jacinta thought to herself. She had her eye on a guitar from Sal’s music store. It was Yamaha C40. It was a bit old but there was something about it that drew her to it. She needed one and hoped it would help her loneliness and frustrations.

  “There is this beautiful guitar at Sal’s and I want it.” She folded her arms and smiled confidently at Jessica.

  Jessica thought about it for a minute. She could get the guitar for a discount since her father knew the manager. Her father was his lawyer after all.

  She agreed. “Fine, we have a deal.” They shook on it. “Now,” she said spinning her around to the door, “go talk to him for me.” She pushed her and told her goodbye.

  Jacinta was beginning to regret the deal. She had just made a deal with the devil. She was frustrated that she made that deal with Jessica. It was hard to track this guy. He did not really have a specific scent. He was very cautious with his actions and he monitored his steps. She sighed. She did not know what else to do. She walked along the dormitories and heard a familiar voice. It matched the voice of her classmate. She ran to the location of the sound. She then entered the dormitory and stopped in the middle of the hallway. She was stunned by what she saw. She saw him in a towel. He had just stepped out of the shower. Water dripped slowly from his pale skin. His body was muscular. He had beautiful biceps and well-sculpted abdominals. The water somehow accentuated all of his good features. She could not stop staring. She never felt this attraction to anyone before.

  “Hi there,” he said

  She looked up at him. She was completely nervous. Her face was crimson red. She looked at her feet and was lost for wo
rds.

  He laughed at her reaction. His laugh was melodic and charming. It just made matters worse.

  “Hi,” he said. She looked up, “I’m Anthony, nice to meet you.”

  He stretched out his hand. It was strong and masculine. She snapped out of it and shook his hand.

  “Hi, I’m uh, Jacinta,” she stammered.

  “Nice to meet you, I think you are in my Genetics and Psychology class. Funny meeting you dressed like this.” He pointed to himself in the towel. Jacinta followed with her eyes. She then remembered that she already had a fiancé and conducted herself according. She found her confidence and replied.

  “Oh, its ok, things just happen.”

  “I know what you mean.” He seemed embarrassed about the current situation. But he had no reason to be ashamed.

  “I am just heading back to my room. Would you like a cup of coffee?” she noticed a slight British accent. She was surprised that she did not hear it before.

  “Are you from England?”

  “No, I’m actually from Ireland, lass. But,” he said as he changed his accent, “I can pull off an American accent, can’t I?”

  She was impressed by this talent of his. She wanted him for herself. She was conflicted; a woman in torment. She really wanted to go back on her deal with Jessica but she really wanted the guitar. He changed in front of her. He put on a white t-shirt and jeans. Once he was properly dressed, he stared at her lovingly. “You know, you are quite attractive, lass. Normally I don’t go for the American woman. I just think they are too skinny and not cultured enough. But you seem different.” He locked eyes with her. His gaze pierced though her soul. She felt naked, unclothed and exposed. She never felt so vulnerable by just a gaze. He felt the same. He was taken aback by her beautiful hazel eyes. She was captivating and unlike any other creature that he had ever encountered. He walked up to her and tried to kiss her. She stepped back.