Dating Dracula: A Fated Mates Vampire Romance (Dating Monsters Book 1) by Adams Kinsley

Author:Adams, Kinsley
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Thirteen

I had so many questions when I woke the next night. Almost like my stupid brain had refused to switch off even though my body sure as hell had. My thoughts kept going ’round and ’round, to the point where it felt as though I hadn’t rested at all. My first night with Vlad, I’d asked him how he’d known where to find me. Yes, he’d been elusive, but he’d eventually mentioned hearing my name in his head. At the time, I’d assumed he meant he could read minds. He’d corrected me, but he hadn’t been too forthcoming with the details afterward.

But foresight as his second gift? What did that even mean? I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it, especially the whole waiting for my arrival for the last fifty years.

I absolutely did not believe in God, religion, or predestination. The thought that two people were fated to cross paths, that the world aligned specifically to bring them together, was too mind-boggling for me. Hell, it downright terrified me. I’d always believed I marched to the beat of my own drum, cut my own path through life, and that my choices—and consequences—were my own to bear. Now, here came Vlad with evidence to the contrary. How could he have possibly seen me in his dreams twenty-five-ish years before I was even born? And who was on the other end controlling our destinies? Who had woven the threads of our lives together?

Mythology had always intrigued me, so I knew all about the Greek Fates, the Norse Nornir, even the Egyptian god, Shai, but I’d never considered that any of those entities may have actually existed at some point. Or perhaps still did. Cripes, it was like someone had set a bomb off in my life, destroying everything I ever thought I knew, then leaving me to pick up the shattered pieces.

Okay. Time for a deep—albeit unnecessary—breath.

Here were the facts.

Número Uno: I was a vampire. Check.

Número Dos: Señor Vlad was my sire.

Número Tres: We were connected.

Those were three facts I could live with. So long as no one went around talking about fate and destiny, I could handle that.

Ugh, this was far too much to consider at seven-thirty in the evening. I hadn’t even had a sip of blood yet and was already contemplating philosophy, which, side note, was a perfect example of hell. My brain wasn’t awake enough to handle this kind of heavy thinking. And I certainly couldn’t hide in my coffin all night, as much as I wanted to.

I stretched the kinks out of my body, then pushed my coffin lid back and climbed out with less fanfare than the last few nights. Even though I was dead during the day, I was exhausted.

I still yearned for a bed too. Something I could stretch out on and snuggle up to some pillows. But with everything hanging over us, it was doubtful that would happen anytime soon. We had a baby vampire to train—me, I was the baby vamp—and a villainous monster with tight connections to the queen to track down.

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