An Authors Fantasy

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Alec slept on, at least in Amelia’s brain as she walked around the town, she was in. She was still exploring, while she had gotten a delicious cup of coffee and a quick on the go muffin for breakfast and took to looking around at the small sights the town had.

She slowly made her way back to the bookstore, and as she walked in, she felt eyes on her again. She looked around, almost worried about what or who she would find watching her.

She got through the reading, did the signing and stuck around for the run-in clients who were coming from other towns and cities to get an autograph. Amelia left just after the last lights of the sun had left the sky and as she made her way down the street, she heard something, almost like a hiss. She looked around and then kept walking. Pushing her animated mind to forcer herself to think it was just a stray cat she moved right to the candy store she had seen yesterday.

She went in, the bell went off and someone shouted that they would be out front in a second, and then there was a loud giggle and a yip before someone came out from the back. Amelia had focused on the candies, and what they were made of, so when she looked up, she was shocked to come face to face with someone else she thought she knew.

“Hi, how can I help you?” The woman came closer and Amelia saw that her name tag read Sasha.

“I’m here on business and saw this place… what do you recommend?” Amelia tried to push the weird feelings away at the name and the thought of the girl from yesterday also have the same name as another character yesterday.

There was just no way that she knew these girls. It was almost laughable.

“I could give you a few samples. Do you like coffee and chocolate?”

“Yes, I do.” Amelia clasped her hands together and she walked closer to where the woman, Sasha, grabbed a sample and then handed it over. Amelia moaned slightly at the chocolate truffle with a coffee chocolate outing. It was delicious.

“I am going to head out love, just to get the stuff for dinner.” I heard a man’s voice and I looked to him before Sasha smiled at him.

“Ok Rob, let me walk you out. I will be right back.” She walked away and Amelia was left standing there, her breathing coming out slightly fast now that she had seen the man, with the woman.

They were Robert and Sasha. A vampire and a human in front of her… a couple she had written about. She could tell. That didn’t make sense. They were fantasy. Not real.

“So, what can I get you? Another sample?”

“Can I have a pound of the one you gave me?” Amelia needed to get out of here. She grabbed the chocolates as soon as the transaction was done and waved a bye before running down the rest of the block to wait to cross the street.

It was just a coincidence… a Sasha and a Robert being here… in a candy store, just because that is what happened in the book Amelia wrote did not meant that they were real people, they couldn’t be. That would mean the other things happened here too.

Amelia got to her hotel room and ate all the chocolate she could fit in her mouth before deciding to take a bath. She hummed to a song, her head leaning back as she cleared her mind, but then she started to get flashes of Alec, he seemed to be mad, or upset about something.

He was in a room with Thatcher, Gabe and Robert, she noticed something in each other their hands and she looked closer and saw they were books, but Amelia just tried to relax and cleared her mind more, not wanting to get too sucked into something she could probably revisit later when she was asleep.

After a half hour of a hot soak she got up, washing up in the shower before she went to call the downstairs to see if room service was still active. Thankfully it was and she ordered something small since she needed more than just chocolate for dinner.

She sat back on the bed, already changed into her shorts and simple white T before doing her hair in the small braids, the regular face stuff that she used. There was a knock on her door and just after she opened it, her brain seemed to shut off.

Robert looked over the human that had caused a big mess and then looked back behind her to make sure that she was alone before making her back up and let him in. Her brain was off, but her body listened to his powers. He walked in, looked around, grabbed her things like her laptop, her clothes she had stripped off from earlier when he saw her, and her shoes.

He made her put them on and then he grabbed her light jacket and put it around her. Taking her downstairs, making her check out, and then get into the car he brought he kept her under his influence until he got her secured in Alec’s office and then he released her completely.

The scream she let out had every vampire in the room wincing.

“Calm yourself.” Alec demanded and she winced like she had been slapped and she looked around the room.

“Oh my god… no.” She laughed once and shook her head. “No… I am just dreaming.” She looked around and then seemed to relax. That was until she realized they were focused on her. “What are they staring at?” She got up and looked around, but as she moved, she laughed again and backed up, thinking about going for the door but Thatch got in her way in a blink of an eye and she started to take deep breaths.

“How did you know about us?” Alec asked her and took two steps closer. He hadn’t believed that this human could have written all their stories, down to the details, but when his brother came to him, letting him know that this was exactly how things went down, Alec demanded to have the human brought here. He wanted to know how she did it.

“Are you talking to me?” She pointed at herself and Alec looked deeper into her eyes as she met his. “Alec… and Thatcher.” She pointed at him, and then his little brother, and then to Gabe. “And you’re Gabe, and Robert. And Sasha was the real Sasha.” Alec saw what was going to happen before it did. He used his speed and caught her as she laughed before passing right out.

“I grabbed everything I could from her room. I made her check-out, so she won’t be traced to us.” Robert told him as Alec lifted the woman up. She wasn’t taller than 5’3’’ and her body was curvy to the point she was cuter than she was hot. But the way she smelled, the way her body felt against Alec’s, it was perfection. He carried her out of his study and went to his room.

Setting her on the unused side of the bed she curled deep into the middle of the bed and she seemed to fit right against where his small indent was from when he woke up two hours ago. She was his mate, but she was a human who had shared their secrets, their stories as if she had been a fly on the wall.

He kept the door open as he walked back into the study his best friend and brother were waiting in. “What do you think that was about? The dreaming?” Gabe asked him and Alec shrugged and crossed his arms as he leaned back against his desk.

“We’ll have to wait until she wakes up.” Alec told them, holding back the fact that she was his mate, he wanted to know what she was up to first, if she was using them for money or fame. He wouldn’t take a mate that put his whole life, his whole family in trouble.

Alec went through the papers again, the council’s letters telling him to make his brother an outcast for mating a wolf, the way they wanted him to kick out all members of his clan that were a threat to their natural way.

Robert went to pick up his mate and his brother and Gabe went off to do whatever it is that they do together. Alec would call upon them when he needed, until then, he had a clan to run.

It had to be close to an hour after she had fainted that Amelia woke up. She peaked one eye before the other and she sat up slowly. The bed didn’t creak under her weight and she kept her movements slow and calculated. She went to where she knew the bathroom was and turned on the faucet. Just knowing that she could do that confirmed that she was really here. She splashed her face and took a couple deep breaths and looked around.

Everything was what she had seen last night. The grey bathmat, the glass shower next to the tub built for two… the toilet with the small roll of paper on the top that hadn’t been touched in so long that there was dust on it.

“I have been told your name is Amelia.” She turned slowly to look back through the door and saw Alec standing there, his hands in his slack pockets and looking at her as if she were nothing.

“I am.” She looked around, knowing she was in the room with a vampire wasn’t as frightening as she thought it would be. She knew that he wouldn’t hurt her, but still, he was a vampire.

“And you know our secrets.” He took a step closer to the bathroom and she gulped.

“They’re stories.” She told him and he ticked his tongue making her hold her breath.

“They’re our lives… more of the others than mine. As I have been told, I am supposed to be your next story?” He asked and she gulped.

“Supposed to be, yes.” Amelia looked around again, she was in his room, he had put her in his bed, and here he was, alone with her. “Why am I not locked up if you think I am going to tattletale about these things being true?” That had to be why they took her and kept her here.

“I think you already know the answer to that.” He turned from her and looked around his place before looking back to her. “Why did you think you were dreaming when you screamed?” He asked and she paused.

“If I tell you my secrets what’s to stop you from throwing me out?” Alec had to keep his smile in check as he thought about her worry. Throw her out? She had to be aware by now what she was to him. He thought about his answer before turning to her.

“You won’t be leaving Amelia. Not until we know how you knew about us.” He told her and she sucked in a deep harsh breath and she let it out slowly like she was thinking about it.

“When I dream, I see you, and I saw them, and I see what has happened in my books. I see it all. I’ve always had a wild imagination.” Amelia crossed her arms and covered her chest from giving away just how cold she was getting in this room. “Last night I dreamt of you… sitting in your study, going through request papers, and then before sunrise you went downstairs and started to cook stuff, and you took it outside and set it down.” She moved to the window that overlooked exactly where he had taken the food. “Took it there, and you left it.”

“What else do you know about me?” Alec asked and she seemed to pause in her thinking, and she turned to him.

“I know you were in the second war to free Scotland from the English. I know that was how you were turned, and you turned Thatcher when you found him dying on the battlefield.” Alec held his breath, he hadn’t told anyone how he was turned, and for some reason it didn’t seem like she knew the entire story, but the part Thatch knew.

“How was I turned?”

“I haven’t gotten that far yet. I only know what Thatch told Gabe in my dreams. What I wrote about… it all happened didn’t it?”

“Yes, little lady, it did.” Alec saw the way her wind started to whirl with the news, and he took a step closer to her to be cautious. “Are you going to faint again?”

“I need something to drink.” She turned from him, and Alec watched with curiosity as she moved back into his study, and he watched her open his little compartment where he kept the oldest, best liquors. She took a tumbler and poured scotch before tossing it back. Her face was amusing as she sucked in a deep breath to get the burning sensation to go away.

“One is enough.” He stopped her, using his speed to get to her before she poured another shot full. “We need a sober person to answer these questions.”