The Vampire's Second Chance novel Chapter 4

Sebastian

Holy hell.

“T-that’s amazing,” I muttered. Rowan’s grin widened, his arm sleeking around his mate. “It is, it has given us the opportunity to have this coven grow, making it one of the only covens in the world that help specifically with human transformations into their new lives.”

I let out a bark of laughter, rubbing my hands up and down my thighs. This was insane, never had I thought this would be possible. The opportunities to mate with another species here on Earth? For humans to become like us? Unreal.

There had been rumors, long ago that vampires could force a chosen mate, usually done with humans. It was a practice outlawed before my parents were even born and never thought of again. Now that the Goddess had something to do with the pairing it made it more beautiful.

“And they are successful, changing their mate.” Rowan nodded, looking out the enormous windows that let the natural light filter into the room. “There is the bite of bonding and a bite of changing. The bite goes to the bone and venom is inserted through. Humans still have their agency to choose to become like us, just like any other bonding to a supernatural,” Rowan tilted his head, eyes glaring at me as I would ever do such a thing.

“Never,” I growled out. The thickness of my throat closing, appalled I would ever do such a thing. Rowan stood, pulling his mate up along with him.

“Excellent, I’ll show you around. Adaline? I’ll see you at dinner?” Leaning in, she gently pecked his lips, waving as she followed where the human women walked out previously.

The manicured lawn, and the perfectly cut bushes and shrubs had me taking in the scene. Kids still ran around, Suron was never far behind as he and another vampire helped chase them down to a large play area.

“Are there any transitions going on now?” My interest peaked as I watched a male vampire bring in a bag full of groceries, the woman inside, was obviously human. The slow kiss made me know it was something more. The hunger, the possessiveness. The way he stood in front of the doorway when he looked over his shoulder and saw me staring. Growls in his throat pushed her inside as she giggled.

“We have one, she was bitten last week,” Suron nodded to the pale blue house on the corner. “Justin, who’s been with us a long while, went on a trip to Colorado and while he was in Boulder he smelled the most alluring scent. He normally feeds on animals, but this blood called to him from one aisle over. Then he met Vanessa Clarkson, the bond was instant, even for her.” I smiled as Rowan and I stopped in front of the two-car garage. The lights were off but the movement could be seen inside.

“The first two weeks are difficult, getting a human to warm up to the idea of drinking blood. Especially when they need to pierce their mates skin.” Chills ran through my body, thinking of how wonderful it would be. Not have to hunt, to please my mate as we ate every night with each other. Both for food and sexual hunger. It was considered so intimate, so important to the foundation of vampirism.