potency. He was tall with a taut body and raven tousled hair that sat just below his ears. She couldn’t see his eyes as they were focused on Sarah, but she made a guess, they would be a piercing blue. She noted his aura seemed to send out a sense of danger. Even though his pull was phenomenal, and he was incredibly gorgeous, something deep inside her was repulsed at the same time.
Ally felt as though she were two different people at that moment. One-half drawn to this sinfully handsome dangerous man while the other half sensed evil, and told her to run. The trance broke as he walked behind a curtain.
Coco barked, bringing her back to reality. “For God sakes, Ally…Focus!” she scolded herself. Coco had seen something and was staring intently at the apartment above them. “So even dogs think he’s gorgeous, hey pup?” Then the bark changed to a deep low growl.
Alessandra turned back to the window and saw Sarah in his embrace, her neck open and exposed as if in offering to this dark man. Her face looked strangely relaxed when she was supposed to be in the throes of this torrid affair. Not that Ally had much experience in illicit affairs, but she had seen enough, given her occupation, to know the difference.
“Something’s not right, is it girl?” Coco didn't move an inch. She was watching with deadly intent. It was very unlike her furry companion to react like this.
She turned back, and the handsome devil seemed to be feasting on her neck. It was animalistic, frantic but controlled at the same time. She couldn’t put her finger on her feeling until she saw the twin lines of crimson running down Sarah’s neck. “What the hell!” she cried out in horror and shock.
Torn between calling the police and wanting to get the hell out of there before he came after her, she decided to wait just another minute to see if she was mistaken. This couldn’t be what she thought it was. Clearly, she was either dreaming or delusional.
Ally had heard of underground groups that worshiped and pretended to be vampires. Maybe Sarah was into that kind of thing, and she had the whole scene wrong. Even so, she doubted it.
“Just another minute, girl…” she whispered to the puppy still sitting beside her.
Then everything froze.
Sarah’s lifeless body, now white as snow, fell to the floor with an inelegant thud. The crazy vampire wannabe turned to the window and began looking outside. He almost appeared to be searching for something.
Ally was well concealed, and he shouldn’t be able to see her. At least, that’s what she thought. She held her breath as she watched his gaze drift to her location. He focused on her car, and she felt the pull.
“Oh God, oh God he can see me,” she panicked. Ally knew with every instinct in her body, and felt it in her bones that this man was going to kill her.
Ally tried to drive away, but the car wouldn’t start. “Oh seriously, this is too cliché!" she said as she hit the steering wheel with both hands in frustration.
Deciding to make a run for it with Coco, she saw him coming towards her. Throwing open the door and grabbing her baby girl, Ally started to run. That was the moment, she heard him speak.
The fiend had a voice that sounded like angels singing. “Where are you off to, Alessandra?” He was only a few feet away now.
She froze, trying to understand how he got to her so fast. “How d-do you know my name?” she sputtered.
“I have been searching for you for a long time, my dear girl.” He crooked his finger and curled it, trying to lure her towards him. Ally knew she had to fight and turn around, but she found that she had little will to fight him. She felt like a puppet, unable to control anything, while he pulled her strings.
What he had said triggered a feeling of fear, but she was too terrified to remember what it meant.
Ally heard her grandmother’s voice in her mind, “Resist him with everything you have.” She wondered why her grandmother had sounded so desperate, and why she heard her voice in the first place. Ally decided the mind could do anything when the body was threatened. The survival instinct was as old as time.
Ice-cold fear ran through her veins. All her basic motor skills failed her. She needed to think, and think fast, if she