The NightMan by T.L. Mitchell Read Free Book Online

group of villagers was not willing to hear her father’s story. They proclaimed him a witch as well, captured him and tied him to stake. If he wouldn’t tell him the location of his daughters then they were going to burn him alive.
    “The father refused and it was Dorian who saved his life that dreadful night. Dorian’s coven killed the entire group with the exception of the young man who was Lillian’s lover. He saved him for last and drained him dry of blood before he tore his body from limb to limb.
    “The father revealed the truth to Dorian the only way he knew how. The family’s secret. Dorian was amused when he saw the father change into a wolf before his eyes. He knew the benefits of such creatures. Dorian named us NightMen because we could change into wolves.” Adriel released another sigh as he waited for Caitlin to run screaming out of the room.
    His expectations were high. There was no screaming. No one ran for the door. As a matter of fact, Caitlin remained perfectly still.
    “My love?” Adriel’s heart was in his throat.
    Caitlin shifted and turned on her side to face him. The amulet slid slightly over her left breast as she braced herself on her elbow. Inside, her heart broke for him over the years of torment and loneliness he must have suffered. Tears welled behind those blue eyes. Slowly the tears fell, one by one and drifted aimlessly down her check. A single tear drop fell onto the blood red ruby in the center of the necklace.
    “Adriel, I’m so sorry.”
    Adriel watched the tear drop fall onto the necklace. He picked up the cross and held it up. His finger ran over the wet spot where the tear had landed. Under the slightest pressure the vial of blood shattered. The tiny shards of glass and blood pierced his skin.
    Caitlin’s eyes widened with fear, as a deep revelation snapped inside of her. In that moment, she remembered something her father had told her. It was beyond the initial statement of never removing the necklace.
    “My father told me something before he died. He said whomever my heart longed for would shatter the curse of my family and I would be set free. The vial would break and the blood of life would be spilled. By the hands of my one true love I would be set free.” Her tears continued to fall as she looked deeply into those dark hellish eyes.

Chapter 7
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Dorian pulled his head back from the neck of the beauty he had acquired only an hour ago. A single drop of blood ran down from the corner of his mouth as he turned to Alessandra. She had decided to take her favorite spot to feed, inside the groin area. The blood was more flavorful there and satisfying.   He held no regrets over the damage he inflicted on this human. The mess he left behind, he knew Alessandra didn’t mind cleaning up.
    “Enough,” Dorian stated firmly.
    The young woman lay on her back, her breath shallow and her heart barely beat from the lack of blood. She would die soon, and it was not good to take the last ounce of blood, he thought. It never tasted the same anyway. Dorian watched as Alessandra’s head rose from between the girl’s legs. Her pale hand lifted to her face to wipe away the red crimson blood.
    Dorian was satisfied at the moment. However he knew Alessandra wanted more. She always wanted more. His hand ran down the length of his stomach. The pale fingers grasped his erection, well he could take her now before she marked Caitlin, he thought. He wanted to make sure there were no mishaps.
    Dorian’s green eyes smoldered as he moved swiftly to Alessandra. With a blurry motion, his hands clasped onto her pearlescent thighs. He lifted her to his waist where she wrapped her slender legs around his hips. He would take her like he wanted. He entered her long and hard, slamming her back against the far wall.
    Alessandra released a hiss and bared her fangs. A low and throaty laugh escaped him as he thrust himself deeper into her body. She had no choice but to take him. His