12 Alana

(Synthai P.O.V)

Synthai flushed at the gift that was before her. On her pillow was a beautiful silver charm bracelet with stars all over. It looked really expensive. Jay had already explained everything about her being his mate. She didn’t hate him. In fact, she kinda liked him, from what she could tell. He was so funny and nice. He treated her like a princess, though when he got too close, she would turn bright red and faint.

Jay was such a goofball, but at the same time, he loved Synthai. She was brought to tears as he told her how long he had waited for her. He never gave up hope, knowing that one day he would find her. He would spend days in his room alone, dreaming of a raven-haired girl with white eyes. At times he would wake up screaming, seeing those eyes stained in blood.

“A few times, I dreamt you had died. I would wake up, relieved it was just a dream. But I hoped that those dreams didn’t mean anything. I was so scared Synthai. Scared that you had died without giving me a chance to meet you.”

“Jay-kun...” Synthai shed tears as she ran to hug him. Jay felt the urge to cry as well.

“Heh, but now I don’t have to worry,” Synthai looked up at him,” because I have you with me now.” He looked away. “This may be hard for you to believe, especially since you’ve only known me for a day, but, I love you Synthai-chan. I’ve seen you in my dreams ever since I was a kid. I’d always look forward to the day I’d meet you and make you mine.” He held her close, shutting his eyes. “I swear to you, I’ll make you happy, and protect you with my life...believe it!”

Synthai couldn’t help but feel a rush of happiness as she remembered his words. She grabbed the bracelet and held it to her heart.

“Jay-kun...”

(Third person P.O.V)

Logan sat in his room. Erika had gone to the gardens again, insisting she needed some air. Logan was restless. How long had she been gone? An hour? Two hours? He began to pace around his room. Should he go look for her? His eyes trailed to the balcony. He remembered the blue dress floating in the air as she plunged downward. The scared expression plastered on her face almost killed him.

For crying out loud, she was just a human! Erika was fragile. He had to turn her by the next red moon. Thoughts of her getting hurt rushed in his mind. Images of her being in pain, of her reaching out to him flashed in his mind. Only one image scared the demon in him. A picture of her covered in blood and her eyes closed forever. She was fell to the floor. His demon was worried about her. It wanted her near.

“Calm down. She’s alright.” Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath. “She better be alright. If not...” His eyes flashed red for a moment. He needed some air, somewhere privet. Logan eyed the sword hanging on the wall. It had been a while since he sparred. Grabbing his weapon, he made his way to the back yard training grounds.

“Hello, Logan-kun.“Logan stopped dead in his tracks. He really didn’t need to hear her voice.

“What are you doing here Alana?” He didn’t turn to face the woman. She came behind him, pressing her cleavage on his back. It took all his will not to slice off her head with his sword.

“I missed you. So I came for a little visit.” She made her way to face him.

“Go away. I’m busy.”

“You seem tense Logan. How about we go to your room, I’ll loosen you up.” She inched her face closer to his. Logan tensed and immediately pushed her away. Alana looked confused.

“Playing hard to get?” Logan fought the urge to throw up. What did he ever see in this woman? She was selfish, jealous and she had a nasty obsession with him.

“I’m not going to tell you again Alana, leave or I’ll have you thrown out.” She made her way to him again. Rubbing his arms up and down, tracing her fingers on his chest.

“What if I don’t want to?” Logan had enough. He was gonna explode. His demon was burning him everywhere the redhead touched. Nobody could touch him that way. Not after he found his mate. He longed for Erika. He winced as his demon pained him for letting himself be touched by another female. It hurt.

"Ahem." Both turned to find Alex and his fiancée. “Miss Alana, what are you doing to my brother?” Alana’s face turned smug.

“I have a right to touch him. After all, I am, his lover.” At the word lover, Logan’s demon yelled in his head.

"Not Erika. Wrong female. Go to mate! Now!" His demon was furious.

“Hn...you stupid girl. My brother has already found his mate.” Alana’s eyes widened. She laughed.

“What? No, he hasn’t. I’m the one he loves!” She turned to Logan. “Tell him, Logan! Tell him about us!” Logan couldn’t bear the sound of her voice. It was so high pitched. Not like Erika’s.

“Leave my brother at once. He has no need for bothersome fangirls like you.” Alana’s fists clenched. She remembered the day of the party and the girl with pink hair. Pink. It was a lighter shade of red. Alana remembered the slave that was being sold, and she remembered Logan’s reaction. He had lept on the stage and took her. She thought he was only joking around, but he wasn’t.

“Logan’s mine! That was proven a long time ago!” Alana got closer to Logan and closed her face into his. She was about to kiss him when Logan pushed her back with force. Alana fell back a few feet. Logan was looking down, away from her gaze.

“Hn. Let’s face it, Alana, I was never yours. When did you come to the conclusion you had me?“Alana was shaking in anger.

“Don’t say that! I refuse to believe it’s over! You and I were in a fucking relationship, Logan! She was crying now.

“Hn...you’re right. It was just a fucking relationship.” Alana’s anger grew at what he implied. She was beyond furious. Logan was her’s, and she wasn’t about to let some pink-haired tramp come in between her and the man she loved.

“I love you, Logan. I’m not gonna let this bitch take you away from me, you’re mine!” Logan looked at her with bright red eyes.

"I don’t love you. Get that through you’re head.” His voice was disoriented, and demonic. ”The next time you insult my

female like that..." He inched closer to her. "I’ll slice your head off your neck." His pupils split into three commas. Alana was frozen. His vampire had partly emerged. Were his feelings that strong for that pink-haired slave? Strong enough to bring out his demon to protect her name? Alana was a vampire noble. She deserved the best, and that included Logan. Jealous wasn’t the right word to describe how she was feeling. She just wasn’t happy. Alex smirked. He knew how vampires could get when it came to their brides. He was a vampire after all. He watched as the redhead left, furious.

“Go let out your anger brother.” He motioned to Logan’s sword.

“Ah.” Logan began walking away.

“Little brother...” His brother turned to him. “Don’t do anything foolish,” Logan smirked.

“Hn.”

Alana descended out the front gates. As she got in her car, she heard singing. And dare she say it, the voice was beautiful and in perfect pitch. She put her keys in her pocket and looked for the sound. Pink.

She stopped as soon as she saw the shade. It was her. That girl who had taken Logan away! Alana gritted her teeth in anger.

“Stupid bitch. Logan is mine. I’ll get you,” Her eyes narrowed in on the girl,” I’ll make you pay.”

The sun was setting. Erika looked around to make sure nobody could see her. She made her way into the hidden path. Her heart was beating fast. It had been so long since she had visited the hidden garden, that she felt excited. The familiar scent of cherry blossoms invaded her nose. She touched the petals of the exotic flowers and took in their freshness. She reached the large tree, taking in the details. It still looked the same. She felt her eyes getting heavy. How long had she been outside again? If she didn’t get back, she was sure Logan would worry.

“I should go back...” She looked at the sunset. ” But...it wouldn’t hurt to take a small nap, right?” Erika felt her scars tingle. Her body made its way near the trunk of the tree, and she collapsed. Cherry blossoms fell in her hair, decorating her body in pink petals. Soon, more and more fell, until they covered her body completely.

A faint voice could be heard, coming from the tree...

“Silly girl. It’s dangerous for a human to fall asleep in an open place like this.” The breeze played with her hair. “You’re so unaware of the power you have, but, all will be revealed in time little blossom.” The flowers lifted Erika up and carried her to the garden in front of Logan’s window. She was breathing soundly, with a smile on her face. It wasn’t long before the moon came up, and Logan began looking for her. He sighed as he found her sound asleep in the gardens. He kneeled down.

“Honestly, what am I going to do with you?” He noticed a cherry blossom tangled in her hair. “Odd. I didn’t know we had a cherry tree...”

“Logan-kun..” She was dreaming. He placed his forehead against hers.

“I love you, Erika.” He kissed her cheek as he scooped her up in his arms.