The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

Only two people did not step back when his presence was freed: Officer Vladimir Koloff and Melissa. Koloff was an alpha wolf, so he had power against the vampire lords, but the girl? “Why do you not tremble?” he asked her.

“Because I’ve seen scarier things than you,” Melissa said, so calm that she even surprised herself. “My lover and mistress is a thing beyond your power and . . . my mother,” she whispered, deciding she liked the sound of it, “is a vampire that you’ve never been able to control.” She stood up, her body feeling lean and powerful. For the first time, she was realizing what Sadie has meant when she told Mel that she would be different. “Dazza almost took everything from me. I won’t let him or you take anything else.”

“Let me?!” Frost’s laugh was more genuine but still not pleasant this time. “The wraith you’re fucking won’t stand in my way –”

“I will,” came an empty voice from the trailer.

All eyes looked up as Sadie appeared in the doorway. Melissa couldn’t be sure if it was the shadows cast by moonlight or her unkempt hair, but Sadie’s eyes were hidden from view.

Sadie across her deck to the ground. She was unarmed, but was carrying her badge. She approached where Frost and Captain Grom stood, offering the badge to the police officer.

“I know the law,” she whispered. “I will accept the consequences of my actions.”

“Sadie,” Vlad said, stepping forward, “you were just –”

“What I did was illegal,” Sadie interrupted. “I do not regret my decision, but will accept responsibility for it.” She looked at Frost, her eyes suddenly visible and as cold as an Alaskan winter. “And I do know the law,” she continued. “I am more than entitled to a Turn.”

“You did so without prior authorization,” Frost crooned happily. He was enjoying having the upper hand.

“Yes, but that can only be held against me and NOT Melissa. Besides, since when did secret Turnings bother you? Considering what you have planned for Halloween?”

Frost had known this was coming. “Yes, we have several Turnings planned for Halloween. All of which have been approved with the proper authorities. The actual Turning dates and names do not need to be made public until after the event.”

“And what would people do if they knew who you planned on Turning?”

“Miss Hewitt,” Frost said smugly, enjoying that he didn’t need to say “Arbiter” for the time being, “how would YOU know? That list has not been made public to anyone. The only way you could know who is going to be Turned would be if you or someone else had broken into my home and looked through my personal files, which would be highly illegal.”

“I’m aware of that,” Sadie said, yielding ground slightly. “But I can guess, can’t I?”

“Guess away, but be very careful. If your guesses were too correct, I might be forced to wonder how.”

“Women’s intuition?”

“Don’t insult my intelligence.”

“Then don’t insult mine,” Sadie replied. “You wouldn’t have come all the way out here just to watch Captain Grom do his job. You know that I’m not going to get hauled away in chains, and you KNOW that I won’t let you try to punish Melissa. So why are you here?”

Frost’s smile reached from ear to ear, almost touching his eyes. “You have been denied what you really are since you arrived here. You’ve denied your vampire heritage since you were created, I suspect. It is time for you to be reminded . . . it is time for you to be humbled. I have great influence with the Vampire Council, Miss Hewitt. When we recommend a course of action to the authorities for your behavior, we could make things very hard for you, or we could make them much easier.”

Sadie shook her head. “You aren’t a man of compassion Frost. Why would you help me?”

“I am quite capable of compassion and understanding,” Frost replied.

Sadie locked his gaze. “I’d ask Terrence about that, but he’s not talking much these days, is he?”

For the first time, Frost lost his cool. His teeth extended and his and his pupils went black. But the episode only lasted a moment, and then he was composed again. “Mr. McDermott’s death was quite unfortunate. He was one of my children.”

“I’m sure you’re really broken up about it,” Melissa muttered.

“Keep your child in line,” Frost warned Sadie, glancing at Mel, “or I will.”

“Touch the daughter of my blood, and I’ll see yours spilled before anyone here can even pull a trigger.”

There was something in Sadie’s voice that even Frost found unnerving. There was none of the warm mocking or dry wit with which Sadie normally acted. She had just made a promise, and everyone present would swear on their lives that she would keep it.

Just then, Mary reappeared, oozing through the pores of the mid-realm to stand beside Melissa. “Justice,” she whispered with unnatural yet sultry heat, “is served.” With that, she raised her blood covered hands.

Frost actually paled. He most definitely wanted to leave. It didn’t help when the wraith’s lover licked some of Dazza’s blood of those long, deadly fingers.

“Your former aid tastes foul,” Melissa said, flashing Frost a deadly smile. “I wonder if it was something about his cage or his keeper?”

Frost would not be so easily shown up by a fledgling. He looked at Sadie. “I have come to offer you one last chance. You will attend the Halloween feast, and you will through yourself on the mercy of the Vampire Council. You will face Solomon the Blood Saint and repent for your sins against our race. You will accept your place in our hierarchy. If you do these things and Solomon the Blood Saint feels that you can be a loyal member of our race, then the Council will suggest leniency for you to your superiors in Washington. If not –” He left it hanging. They both knew that the Bureau of Arbiters was especially harsh with its agents who broke the law.

“Sadie? Bow?” Vladimir actually chuckled. “You don’t seriously think –”

Sadie’s voice was empty as she interrupted with, “I will attend the Feast. I will offer penance for my actions and sins, and I will accept my place in the vampire hierarchy.” She actually had tears in those beautiful eyes when she looked at Frost now. Her will had broken. “To these things I swear my last drop of blood.”

Even Frost was shocked. He had expected her to cave eventually, but she had just made a blood oath in front of witnesses. If she failed to live up to any of the things that she had sworn, then it was open season on her for the entire vampire race, and there was nothing that mortal law could do about it.

“It’s about time you saw reason,” Frost said delightedly. “Once you have –”

“Now get off my property,” Sadie said, her voice tired but firm. “I am tired of this feud as much as you. It must end. But I have a week until Halloween, and until then I owe you nothing. And my promise stands. Hurt Melissa because of me, and there is no place in heaven or hell, sunlight or darkness that you’ll be safe from me. To this I also swear.”

Frost nodded. There was no reason to go after the young vampire anymore, since she had done as much damage as she would be able to do. Besides, when Sadie came on board, then Melissa would have to follow. It was easy to see that Sadie’s bond with her vampire daughter was strong.

“Very well,” he said. “We will be off. Officer Devlin, if you might ride with me, I would like to –”

“No,” the young human replied with a strength he didn’t know he had.

Frost stopped just as he was preparing to climb into his vehicle. “No?”

“I’m sorry Lord Frost, but I must respectfully withdraw my petition to become a vampire at this time.”

Everyone was staring at the young man now, no one sure where this was going.

“Officer Devlin, I know this is a trying time for you, but think about what you’re saying. Remember why you wanted to join our ranks.”

“I haven’t forgotten. I still fear death, and I still want the darkworld gift. But not like this.”

“Like what?”

Devlin looked at his shoes. “I will not make direct accusations sir,” he said, looking up again, “but I no longer feel that I can trust you. People are dying or close to,” he added, glancing at Mel, “and you don’t seem to care. Terrence McDermott was my friend, yet you don’t seem to be shedding any real tears for him. Your faithful aid was just slaughtered, yet you can’t seem to take your mind of Sadie and making her ‘remember her place.’ I don’t agree with Miss Hewitt on a lot of things, but she’s been nothing but a boost to this community since she got here, and you just want to see her broken. I did too once. I was mad at her for not wanting to Turn me. Hell, I still am. But I won’t be indebted to you, Lord Frost. I’ve seen what happens to those that are.”

Frost sneered. “I was mistaken to think that you had the backbone or will to be one of us. Very well, consider any chance you had of becoming one of us summarily squashed.”

He looked at Sadie. “I will still hold onto some hope,” he said, “of finding a Lord . . . or Lady . . . that I would be proud to call my creator. But not you, Lord Frost. Not even the Blood Saint himself is worth it.”

Sadie actually cracked her first smile of the night. She’d been as wrong about Matt Devlin as Frost had been, and she couldn’t be happier about it. “This is still my land,” she directed at Frost. “And until I say otherwise, you’re trespassing.”

“Captain Grom,” the vampire lord pleaded, “I am completely within my rights here!”

“You’re within your rights to influence judgement on her,” Grom replied, “but you’re not a cop. I’d suggest you leave now.”

“While she walks free?” Frost snarled.

“Miss Hewitt will be taken down to the station shortly so charges can be filed. But I’d just as soon see you gone before that happens.”

Frost was going to growl, but he looked over and saw a dejected Sadie, which in turn made him grin. “Very well,” he said. “I’ll see you soon, Miss Hewitt.” He and his vampire brethren got back in their vehicles, sharing a good laugh at the fallen Arbiter.

Sadie extended her hands. “I’m ready to go,” she said softly, waiting for the cuffs to be put on.

Grom looked at her. “Just get in the car Sadie. I’m not worried about you trying to escape. For what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”

“You’re a good man,” she replied. “And you’re a good cop. I’d never ask you to be anything else.” She looked over at Mary. “Could you look after the cat? She hasn’t been fed yet.” Her voice was hollow, but she seemed satisfied when she saw the wraith nod.

Grom opened the back of the patrol car and Sadie got it. It made Vladimir sick to watch. She had wanted to see him free like the beast that he was, but now she was the one in a cage. Someone like Sadie should never be locked up. She’d served in the military as a pilot because she loved to serve and she loved to fly . . . she loved feeling that free. When she rested her head on the plastic divider, he thought he saw her grimace in emotional pain.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.