A soul collectors loveUpdated at Mar 19, 2020, 10:35
Amanda never had the best life. She struggled just like every other normal person in the world but she loved it. She wanted nothing more than to come home after a long day with her students and just enjoy a glass of wine while watching her favourite romantic comedies. Her animals would surround her in a cocoon of warmth and comfort and although she was only twenty-five, she did not regret turning down her friends offers to party until one night she conceded. She thought that she was happy being single. That she didn't need anyone and she didn't but she wanted the sexy stranger staring at her from the one booth in the club. Be careful what you wish for they said, but she didn't listen.
Ajax, being at the club on his father's orders, couldn't help but notice the beauty trying to sneak subtle glances while he relaxed, stalking his prey. Oh yes, he definitely wanted a taste of her but he can't get distracted right now. He was hunting and the man he was hunting also wanted a piece of her.
Amanda told her friends she needed air and left the club to cool off. A man followed her and before she could think to do anything, pulled up a fist and looked as if he would strike her. She closed her eyes and screamed but before she felt anything the attacker slumped to the ground and the hottie she was eyeing, stood there with glowing blue eyes and reached into the man's chest without breaking through skin and pulled out a black writhing mass that curled around his arm like a snake. He smiled "Still wanna dance?". That is all she remembered before she passed out.