



Carpathians - 17.5
She has the most beautiful eyes she has ever seen. Eyes full of knowledge. - I'm... _ He says politely. - Demetrius. _ She interrupts him willing to ignore the mesmerizing low voice that slipped into her mind alarming her body. An ancient hunter. _ Says with a note of contempt. A Carpathian. _ He spits out the words in accusation. She is light, emotions and colors. But not just him. - I suppose she thinks I'm her mate. - I see colors. _ He admitted. - It doesn't mean anything. _ He says without emotion, almost in regret. Everyone sees colors and feels emotions in my presence. It's my curse. But he has bigger problems than having to convince her that he's her mate. - I'm not a vampire. - I despise Carpathians and vampires alike. She sees through people, space and time. - Sorceress, seer... _ She gestures carelessly. I have many names. - Can you really see the future? - From 50 to 100 years ahead. But she refuses to see through his mind. - Let me sleep, Demetrius. And stop thinking nonsense. You mean nothing to me. He is a hunter, a Carpathian of ancient and powerful blood. And she is his weakness. Even if he loses a piece of his soul with every rejection, he is more than willing to win it. Your trust and your love. - Ritual words only bind true companions. Have you allowed any Carpathians to recite them to you? - No, I won't let you either. _ Stares at him for a long time. I want to get rid of you, not stay together for eternity.
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