Page 38 of Guardians for the Vamp
“But not impossible,” Vara counters.
Layla’s face twists as she lets herself process the information. She frowns; her brows furrow. Then one brow lifts as a part of herself considers the possibility.
“I mean… I did have this thought at one point and it would explain... a lot of things,” Layla says. “Like why I’m so fucking horny around you two. But I dismissed the idea of us all being mates because there’s not a known case of it happening.”
Vara turns to me. “What do you believe?”
I shake my head. “Mates do not come easily for my kind either. Xander didn’t find his until his 999th year of living. Gargoyles are cursed beings just like vampires.”
How strange to think I might have actually found my fated mate… no,mates. While it’s imperative for royals to find theirs before their 1000th birthday, otherwise they permanently turn to stone, it’s somewhat rare for all other gargoyles. Or rather, it takes centuries for us to find them. Even my friend Locheran has yet to find his, and he’s about to turn 1,000.
I would consider myself lucky to have found mine at age 712.
“Cursed to the night, yes,” Vara muses. “Cursed to never fall in love? That you are inherently evil? No. The witches may be petty cunts. Passionate lovers too...”
Vara’s words trail off, and her cheeks redden as she bites her lip, probably thinking about a past lover who was a witch. I have to agree with her there. Witches are fantastic lovers. The magic they exude, especially during sex and when they come, is transcending.
“What I’m trying to say is a witch’s curse can weaken if the sole belief behind the magic has proven to be false in nature. Things you once believed to be true can change and that includes the idea behind mates.”
“But how do you know for sure?” Layla asks, crossing her arms and shifting on her feet.
Vara sighs, taking a sip of her wine as she gathers her words. “To be honest, I felt you both the moment you were born. Thorne, your birthday is June 1st, correct? You’re 712 years old?”
I let out a long stream of air and nod.
“I remember that day. It was as if a part of me had… woken, and I could breathe a little easier. Nothing sexual, of course, just... freeing. Then a second shift happened about three years later on March 24th. Another part of myself opened. I’m guessing that was when you were born, Layla.”
Layla slowly nods; her mouth open in awe as she intently listens to Vara.
“I hadn’t thought much of these feelings, mostly because I didn’t understand what they meant at the time. I went on with my life. I had long left Egypt and traveled around the world. I drowned my loneliness and depressive thoughts with extravagant things. A life of luxury. Plenty of sex. Except the one thing I always wanted failed me: I never loved.
“I was in Europe in the 1930s when hunters found me, so I flew across the ocean to the Americas, landing in New York City. I had sensed you both nearly immediately. You were both here in the 30s, correct?”
“I got here in 1921,” Layla says.
“1922,” I add.
I also remember the night I arrived in New York City. I’d flown across the Atlantic Ocean after accepting Xander’s invitation to join his army. I was excited, eager. I couldn’t explain why though.
Now it’s making more sense. Layla was here.My mate.
I can’t believe our paths never crossed in all this time. Though, I took my new position with Xander’s army seriously. I didn’t socialize outside of my fellow gargoylesoldiers. Not until recently when Locheran started dragging me to human clubs to be his wingman.
I’d heard of Layla, of course. She was the vampire queen’s royal advisor. I’d also heard about Vara. The arrival of the sphinx, who is likely one of the last of her kind, was all supes could talk about for months. For me, the night of her arrival left me in pain, my chest aching. It lessened as the years went by, but never fully leaving my body. Now I know that the constant pull was my heart calling out for my mates.
It took way too long to find them too.
“Instead of seeking either of you out,” Vara continues, “I decided to let destiny take the lead. I let fate bring you both to me.”
I rub my palm down my face. “Okay... but why are we just now finding each other? And why both of us?”
“I’m not sure,” Vara says. “But if it’s to protect each other, then I will lay down my life for you both. If it’s to fight for our kind together when we’re revealed to the humans, then I will battle until my final heartbeat. If it’s to… give you all the pleasures of the world, then I will gladly grab Layla by the hips and bury my face in her delectable cunt while you take me from behind, Thorne.”
Fuck.
My cock twitches at the words.
Both women jerk their heads to me, clearly feeling my lust.
