Chapter Eleven

Makenna was fast asleep. He could feel her heartbeat now, slow and even. It was all he could do from going to her earlier, and now even her dreaming was of the two of them. Together, doing things they shouldn't be, and it was draining every bit of control he had, right out of him. Bowdey tossed and turned, trying to sleep; but he couldn't. It was like a never ending movie right in his head. He groaned slowly before finally getting out of his bed. Tiptoeing out his door, through the hall towards her room. He had to stop this before it caused him to go crazy, the only way he knew how. Even if he shouldn't. Bowdey opened her door and inched inside. She stirred as he climbed into the bed beside her. Instantly she curled up into his side, as he wrapped his arms around her. She moaned softly as his hand trailed down her body. Her eyes opened slowly and he was half afraid she would push him away. Instead she wrapped her arms around his neck gently, pulling him down to her lips. He propped himself up above her, kissing her neck and moving down to her chest. Makenna moaned again, pushing herself into him as he leaned back, removing his shirt. He pulled back looking at her body, swallowing hard. She smiled, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth. Bowdey grabbed her neck, kissing her again as her hands instantly found the waistline of his shorts again. "Bowdey...." She moaned in a ragged breath. Makenna pulled his shorts down as he lowered himself back to her. Entering her slowly, the both groaned as she dug her nails into his shoulders. He pulled back slowly, then pushed back into her, causing her to moan again. Bowdey hung his head, already breathing heavily and feeling like he was going to explode. She arched her back as he sat up to his knees holding her legs as he pushed into her again, harder. He groaned again, suddenly feeling connected to her in more ways than just the bond. It was as though they had been blended together to become one person. He pulled back suddenly, turning and pulling her onto his lap as he lay back on the bed. Bowdey bit his lip as she moved against him. Their sounds combining together like a rhythm. Makenna leaned down kissing him again, her fangs extending. She trailed her hand through his hair, as she moved to his neck. His head was pressed back into the bed, his eyes shut tight, as suddenly bit down into his neck.

Bowdey groaned a loud, guttural sound before the pain was replaced by sheer pleasure. She was instantly there, in his head. *"Makenna...What did you do?" "I choose you, Bowdey. Bound or not."* As quickly as it had started, it ended as his body relaxed beside her. They were both breathing heavy as he laid one arm over his forehead. She laid back beside him and laid her head down on his chest. "Maybe instead of hunting each other....we should have been doing that." Makenna said as they both laughed. He sat up slowly, walking to the bathroom. She wrapped herself in the sheet, standing and moving to lean against the door frame, looking up at him with a smile. He flushed the toilet and washed his hands before putting his shorts back on. "What?" He laughed. She shook her head. "Well now what?" She asked walking back to the bed. "What do we do now about the bond?" He climbed back beside her and kissed her softly. "I don't know." He sighed. Bowdey didn't know if he honestly thought that would have changed the bond at all; but one thing was or sure. Neither could deny the difference suddenly felt between the two of them. No longer did they feel the need to want to kill each other, now they felt longing for each other. It felt as though they were long lost soulmates who had finally found each other.

Bowdey and Makenna were both sleeping deeply, tangled up together. Bowdey groaned softly, shuffling under the cover. Makenna turned over and now faced away from him, as he groaned again. Sweat collected on his forehead as he tossed his head from side to side. Heat flooded through him, as pain exploded inside. Bowdey turned, falling to the floor beside the bed holding his head groaning loudly. Makenna sat up suddenly. "Bowdey what the hell?!" Maylay ran in, stopping short, seeing him on the floor looking at Makenna. "Ask later, help me get him up!" She called as they both took one of his arms. "No...."He groaned again. His body felt like it was on fire, as he screamed out in pain, gripping his side. "What did you do to him?!" Maylay asked. Makenna didn't know what was wrong with him; but it suddenly hit her. The bond must have been broken; because she didn't feel anything from him. No pain. She still longed for him, though. It didn't make sense. Maylay sighed grabbing his arm trying to help him up as he suddenly looked up at her. She jumped back suddenly. His eyes that were once light blue in color, were now a dark golden color. When she looked down at his lips she gasped. Fangs. Not just two fangs like vampires; but four. Four canine werewolf fangs. "What the hell?!" Maylay yelled. He swung his arm around, sending her backwards, hitting the wall and collapsing on the floor. When he turned to look at Makenna, she smirked. "That explains a lot." She said simply, his eyes closing slowly. When he opened his eyes again, they were back to normal as he stood breathing heavy.

Makenna rushed to check on Maylay as he was suddenly thrown to the floor. "What the...?! Get off of me!!" He growled as he looked up and saw Makenna being grabbed, her hands being tied in front of her. "Tie his hands! Get him up!"A voice called. Makenna fought her attackers off and untied her hands, looking down at him. Bowdey kept struggling to get away from the hands holding him. "Let him go now!" She yelled as she was hit from behind, falling to the floor hard. Bowdey saw red as he fought harder to get away, throwing one of them off him, as he managed to get to his feet. He began fighting back, his mind on nothing but her. One of the men suddenly knocked his feet out from under him as Bowdey hit the floor hard. The man kicked him suddenly, hard in his stomach, pressing a blade to his neck. "Mmmmm...."Bowdey groaned; but went still. "Easy "hunter". Just settle down. We have been given strict orders to bring you back alive." The man laughed and now Bowdey could make out his face. Fangs peeked from under his gums. Vampires. "Let me go!" Bowdey demanded, turning to look at Makenna. She hung limply in the arms of another vampire holding her. Heat rushed up his neck, as a sharp, stabbing pain shot through him suddenly. He fought to stay awake, as his eyes grew heavy. "Mm....Ma...Makenna...." He mumbled as his eyes finally grew to heavy and blackness surrounded him.