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Six Hours Ago
"The members of the Otherworld Society are planning their funeral by releasing that stupid rule.” Elijah growled as he took a bite of his steak. In a dark grey suit, top two buttons of his stark white shirt's open, he stood out completely different in the restaurant full of people wearing t-shirts.
"Keeping our specie, that is mostly dependent on humans for food, away from them? That is the most f****d up idea I have ever come across. Those morons are dumb to the point of their toenail. Following their rules would be like following a hoard of sheep into the jump from of a mountain. A f*****g suicide mission."
"Brother, you got to be kidding me!" Zeke, Elijah's youngest brother snickered. "I want to set firecrackers under the chair of that Solomon Tobermore. Although he has taken the position as the head of the Incubus' he acts like he's going to run and complain to his mama if someone even remotely set him off. That man seriously gives me literal tickles in my belly every time I see his face." With the boy next door looks and sparkling green eyes, Zeke's face completely hid the mischiefs that were running through his head.
Both of them including Dylan, their second brother who was a few years younger than Elijah started chuckling at his words.
"It has been one whole month since the passing of the new rules." Dylan sighed while rubbing his dark brown eyes in exhaustion after a few minutes, "I don't want to know what creepy plan they have in their polluted little heads, but it has started rubbing me the wrong way. Being from the family of incubus royals has brought us some time but I don't think they would be leaving us alone to do whatever we want. I already have received two notices from them to introduce our feed. They want to see the proof."
"Motherfucking hell," Elijah started as he put the spoon and fork down and wiped his mouth with a tissue paper, "Obviously they want to see the damn proof. They need to know that we are following their f*****g footsteps. I don't know what was wrong with those Feeders. Killing five hundred humans in the same city in one month? Did those idiots think that no one will ever notice? I have been feeding off humans for over 224 years, and not even once I had the urge to kill any of them out of hunger."
Dylan and Zeke nodded their heads in acceptance. The cycle had started approximately three years ago. A trail of dead bodies because of incubus and succubus feed had started showing up and never stopped. The number kept increasing every month. Although to humans, it was like any other death that took place in some mysterious circumstances, the otherworlders recognized incubus mark. But separating every incubus' and succubus' mark that was responsible for the kill was impossible to distinguish.
"So who is planning on ruining their taste buds by watching a pizza starts turning and tasting as porridge from the daily dose of it for three months?" Zeke asked with a serious face.
Trio looked at each other's face and instantly understood. All of them including their two other brothers, Niall and Rhett were born to ignore the meaning of 'rules'. Following them was an impossible concept.
"I need to go somewhere." Dylan said as he stood up from his chair, "See ya at home."
Zeke looked at his watch that indicated nine o'clock and raised his eyebrows at his brother in questioning gesture. Dylan simply ignored him and walked away.
"Ooh me too!", Zeke said sarcastically as he too stood up and started following Dylan, "I got a raven haired beauty waiting home for me trapped in the body of my big bro Rhett."
Dylan stopped, turned around, grabbed Zeke and slapped him in the back of his head.
They both walked out of the restaurant that was called 'Supernatural' while bickering with each other the whole way.
This restaurant was a prime spot for every specie of supernatural kind. From vampires to werewolves to ghoul disguised in the body of human, everyone was welcomed to have the amazing food and friendly interaction with other species. The owner of the place was a fairy and tended to keep equal staff of human and otherworlders for his customers.
Although the place was open for humans too, but to keep them safe and away from otherworlders, 'Supernatural' was marked as a sanctuary. None of the otherworlder was allowed to interact with humans, not to flirt, nor to plan to make their nightly food out of them till they were on the land of the restaurant. And that included the restaurant parking too.
The rule was actually written on the board when you entered inside stating,
'Dear Otherworlders, Keep it in your pants and outside food out of this place.'
Humans of course took the warning as a funny and witty status sign, but all the otherworlders knew the depth of the warning. Breaking the rule meant war between species.
Elijah stood up, pulled the purse out of his pocket, put double the money than his food had been of and started storming out of the place in swift strides.
Just as he reached at the entrance of the restaurant, a wind blew in and with the wind came a scent so intoxicating that he halted in his place.
Never in his life had he smelt something this... beautiful?
Automatically, like he had lost the will over his own body, he followed the scent. He hadn't walked much far when his eyes followed the direction of the scent and instantly, even amongst a mild crowd of people on street, he knew where it was coming from.
A girl stood at the side of the road, wearing black jeans and plain V-neck t-shirt with a jacket over it. Her dirty blond hairs were flying with the wind as she kept glancing here and there like she was waiting for someone.
He waited for ten minutes to see whom she was waiting for. Ten minutes turned to twenty, and twenty to sixty. He tried moving away, to get to his car and move as far away as possible from the girl that was keeping him captured in his place, but he couldn't. What shocked him more was, he didn't know why.
For over two hundred years he had been feeding off women, beautiful and sensuous, innocent and wicked, pretty and evil, he had tasted them all, but the woman who stopped him in his tracks was wearing a jeans and t-shirt and had her face devoid of any pleasantries except for an angry scowl.
The wait of one hour turned to three. She kept glancing at her watch, calling and asking a man to hurry up, growling lowly in anger and fidgeting and pulling her jacket closer to her chest from the chill that she must have been feeling.
The restaurant had closed fifteen minutes ago. The street was now dark and empty. He didn't know if he was feeling anger towards the human who was making the girl wait this much or towards the girl for being this much naive or stupid to comply with his command.
On the other hand, every second that passed by, her scent drove him crazy.
Finally, just as the girl started walking away, a car drove by and a man walked out of it calling out to the girl.
"Where were you going?" The man asked as he got out of the car and came to her.
"Shut your mouth, please!" The girl replied with clenched teeth as she stomped ahead to get inside the car.
A smile came on Elijah's lips. And in a split second he decided, this time, he might enjoy eating pizza daily for three months.
Suddenly the girl's eyes fell upon him. A jolt of electricity ran though his heart as he stared in her glassy dark brown eyes. He felt like she was staring right into his soul.
Heart still beating loudly in his chest, he dematerialized. But only out of her sight. He couldn't make himself leave her alone with the man. He couldn't speak or touch the girl until he was on the land of the restaurant so the only option left for him in that moment was to stay out of their sight until he gets her alone.
What he didn't expect was, following them into an auction of Incubus slaves for Keeps.
He watched as the man with the girl sedated her. At first he thought that the man was planning on having s*x with the girl without her knowing. But just as he followed them ahead, he saw one of a member of The Providers. And that's when the whole matter became clear.
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