entire city except the one was listening to it all.
Why would a human chose to attack a human , Triton thought and watched for a few seconds. He found himself oddly, curiously stunned by the man’s behavior. Of course, Triton had done this type of thing hundreds of times before to feeding his thirst, but reading the human males thoughts, the man’s motives intrigued him. The attacker was not driven by wanting to exert power over the female, someone chosen her days ago, paid the man money to hurt her, but he had not had opportunity to get her so alone until now. Stalking her like prey, he wanted to hurt her, to punish her like the other victims he violated before.
Before Triton could read anymore of the man’s mind, the rip fabric filled his ears. The woman’s pleading turned into a soft whimper as the attacker spoke. Brandishing a knife to her face, the struggling stopped abruptly as she froze her body as instructed.
“Make a move and I’ll slice you open.” The man said in a low hurried tone.
“Please, I don’t have any money.”
“You think its money I want?” he said, then laughed with sinister intent.
“No, please, no!”
Triton could hear the woman’s tears falling to the ground in large thundering soggy drops. The vampire remembered a time when he himself shed tears like hers. Triton had enough, rushing the man so swiftly the attacker had no idea what pulled him back further into the alley. The neck bones crunched loudly as Triton internally decapitated the man. With easy, Triton threw aside the corpse. For a second he looked at the lifeless body. Shocked by his own behavior, he killed the human intentionally and not for food, Triton sighed, a first time for everything .
The rustle of fabric filled his hearing. In a second, he was back to the victim, finding her on the ground trying to catch her breath and shaking as she got to her feet. Seeing Triton, she scrambled back and propped up against the wall. Fear filled her eyes as Triton stood before her, his towering six-three frame looming over, her five-two. The moment was opportune…he could feed from her, drain her dry and no one would ever know.
The vampirism rose inside of him like a fever, his green eyes started to glow; his heart pumped twice as fast, his mouth salivated, and canines grew. Her sweet blood called to him, he could smell it, hear it pumping through her veins in rapid bursts. The rise and fall of her breasts as she took quick shallow breaths mesmerized him. His gaze scanned from her chest to her neck, up to her eyes, he locked onto them. Then something happened, for the first time in all of his unmortal existence, instantly the hunger stopped, he stumbled back. The resemblance uncanny, he blinked to clear his vision. The face of his young dead bride stared back to him.
Chapter Three
Centuries ago, before he was turned, nearly a month after their wedding vows Triton returned home to find his young bride attacked and killed by rouge Celtic clans’ men who came across her gathering water from the shallow stream outside their hut.
Triton had been out hunting their evening meal and found his wife dead, the moonlight reflecting in her eyes staring lifeless at him.
Now, the eyes of the woman in the alley bore deeply into him. Brown- green eyes, sparkling with fearful tears, looked terrified and shocked.
Triton was compelled to speak, but did so with great difficulty, “I will not hurt you.”
“That man…he…” her voice shaky. Her words echoed in his ears like church bells. He only wished he had been sooner to hear them from his then newly