Page 82 of Freeing Her Cheetah


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“The night of the party, everything fell into place. You had been avoiding me. We had planned to do it soon but didn’t know how to lure you out. He came to me when he knew you were going and we set the plan in motion.”

“He was following me too?”

“Yes, he wanted revenge. I wanted you forever.” She smiles at me. “I wrote the note. Silas had the rope. He explained how to still my body, how to hold my breath. He counted on you not taking a closer look.”

“You were already a vampire?”

“Yes. It was so hard not to drain everyone at that stupid party. I was starving but my love for you held me back from killing them all.”

“What about when the police came?” They had talked to me before I left the party.

“They sent everyone home. Silas changed their memories. No one talked about the missing girl that was hanging from the tree. They didn’t have a funeral for me, there wasn’t a body to cry over, and my parents conveniently forgot they had a daughter,” she says with little feeling. She starts to walk faster, pulling me along.

My eyes scan the area, staying alert. “Have you been following me since?”

“I didn’t know that your dad would kick you out. That put a wrench in my plans,” she groans. “By the time I found out and taken care of everything—-you were gone. It pissed me off. I wasn’t used to my new body yet. I couldn’t focus on anything but my urge to drink blood, have sex, and block out all the noise.” She hits the side of her head. “It was too much. Way too much.”

“Silas helped you?” How long have we traveled? I don’t think I have been this far in this direction. I don’t know where she is leading me.

“He did the best he could. I may have killed a few humans.” She grins. “Oops. They served a purpose but I was still thirsty. Always thirsty.”

“It took this long to find me?”

“No,” she growls. “I found you again and again, but Silas would fuck everything up. He didn’t want me to go after you. He kept me distracted by giving me bodies to drain. One time, we went to a party, we sipped on their bodies for weeks, living in the luxurious home. I think we were there for a couple months. No. Maybe a year?” She shakes her head. “But time has no meaning anymore.” Her eyes glaze over. “The days and years blend together.” She blinks. “I also wanted to be everything you wanted before I showed myself. I wanted to be perfect for you.” She motions wildly down her body with her free arm. “Don’t I look perfect?” She doesn’t wait for an answer. “Silas failed to tell me how hard it would be to control my actions. I always have this fucking buzzing happening in my head.” She taps her finger on her forehead. “It was so distracting—all the wonderful smells. I can smell a deer over there.” She points to the side. “I’m attracted to its blood.” She jumps excitedly and turns slightly towards me as we walk. “Did you know that I can drink blood from anything?”

“I did not,” I drawl. I believe that if a human turns into a vampire, they take all the traits from their human life and bring them into their new form. If you are evil before the transformation, the change will enhance that trait. Tiffany is no different.

“You can,” she says joyfully. “I like to sample from everyone.” Her gaze slides to my neck. “I can smell you too,” she whispers. “I always wondered what you would taste like.”

Fuck. “Have you traveled a lot?” I’m counting on her easily being distracted.

“Ohhh…yes.” She turns, releasing my arm, walking backwards in front of me, her face animated. “I’ve been everywhere. It’s so easy, this life. I can talk anyone into letting me on a plane, into all the best clubs, the best restaurants, and hotels. I can have anything I want, and what they don’t offer freely, I take.”She claps her hands. “I’ve been missing one thing,” she says, touching my nose. “You.”

“Where are we going?” I ask. How do I handle her? She is unstable at best. She makes it seem as if we are just catching up and that I could get away easily. I don’t trust it.

“I’m so glad you asked. I wanted some alone time with you,” she whispers, her hand cupping the side of her mouth. “While I was walking around, I found this dilapidated cabin. It’s not the best, but I figure you won’t mind, now that we are together. It has a cellar. I found some old wine inside. I bought some snacks.” She smirks. “I even found a place that sold me some cuffs.”

“You want me to tie you up?” I ask. This may be easier than I thought.

“No, silly.” She stops abruptly. Her hand lands on my chest, her nails scraping down to my stomach. My blood follows the path of her finger. “They’re for you.”

“Tiffany, I’m not the kind of guy that enjoys being cuffed.” How can you reason with crazy?

“You’ll do it for me.” She leans forward, and her eyes close. “You smell so good.” I freeze as she tilts her head, bends, and breathes in my blood. Her nose skims my skin. “Will you let me taste you?”

My jaw clenches. I might be sick all over her head. My body is repulsed by anyone other than Saylor touching me. “I don’t want that.”

“I guess I should rephrase that. You will let me taste you,” she demands, her eyes meeting mine. I watch in horror as her tongue hovers over the blood on my skin.

I can’t do this. I may be dead by the time they find me but I can’t allow her to drink from me. If I surprise her with an attack, I may have a chance—maybe.

I fist her hair and jerk back her head. Her fangs flash and she hisses. “I don’t fucking think so. You do not have permission to drink from me, vampire.” I should not take so much pleasure from the murder lurking in her eyes. “I don’t love you. I definitely will not have sex with you. I am always the one in control in the bedroom—my wrists and cuffs,” I wiggle my finger in front of her face. “Big no-no. You wasted your time coming here. We have nothing. You are nothing to me. I will give you a chance to leave.”

She touches the tip of her tongue to her fang and grins. Her eyes fill with red. “Is it time to play?”

I barely skimmed my claws against her throat before I’m flying to the forest floor after she hits her palms to my chest, and I have one thought.

I hope I’m alive when Saylor finds me.

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