Forever Yours (#4) Read Online Free Page A

sounds of the woods. I can
hear birds and squirrels as they climb the trees. I can see for miles and
everything is in HD. My senses are tingling and my body is urging me to lunge
into the air, and to be as free as the birds. The leaves are crisp, and I adore the
sound as Dalton’s footsteps press into them. He intertwines his fingers into
mine, and he locks his eyes on mine. He smiles a wicked smile at me, and he
softly licks his lips. I can feel my legs urging me run, but I hold back as I wait
for Dalton’s approval.
    “Are you ready to be a vampire?” Dalton says as he stares down at me from his
6’2” stature. I feel dwarfed by him, and I look up into his burning red stare.
“I was born ready!” I say rather smugly. Dalton laughs and then he nods at me,
signalling me that he is ready to run. I straighten my face and I focus my vision
across the dark forest. I squeeze Dalton’s hand to alert him that I am ready.
Then like magic, my legs break free and we are running –more like flying
through the woods. Everything at the sides of us is a blur, but straight ahead is
clearer than crystal. We speed through the trees and in a matter of moments, we
are in Portland. The streets are quite busy for this time of night. The bars are
still open, and there are floods of people making their way home after a night
out. Dalton walks me closer to the people, and we are nearing the entrance of
the bar. A man in his twenties falls out of the doorway and he lands face-first
onto the street. He is moaning and laughing at the same time and when he pulls
himself off the ground, I feel my burning hunger rising to my surface. The
man’s eyebrow has a small gash, and trickles of his blood are making its way
down his face. I can feel my pulse racing and my eyes begin to sting. I lunge
forward, but Dalton grabs onto me before I reach the guy. He shakes me and he
pulls me into an alleyway at the side of the bar. He pushes me against the cold
wall, and he grabs onto my face. He looks disappointed with me and I feel
awful. If he hadn’t of pulled me back, then God only knows what I would have
done. I shake myself – control yourself Rose.
    “Rose you can’t do that. You were lucky that those guys were drunk, and that
they didn’t seem to notice what you tried to do. If they weren’t, you would have
exposed us. I can’t make you control yourself, only you can do that.” I sigh and
I apologise.
    “I’m sorry. He was just so … tempting. I could smell his blood. I would have
hurt him, if you hadn’t of pulled me away.” Dalton presses his lips together and
he loosens his grip on my face. He grabs onto my hand and he leads me back
towards the street. The crowd has gone and now the street is quite. Dalton
pushes open the door of the bar and he pushes me inside. The bar is busy and
the sound of Mumford and Sons is playing loudly in the background. People are
dancing, laughing and having a good time. I scan the faces of the crowded bar,
and I smile when I see Ryan talking with some girl. My heart starts to race and I
grip Dalton’s hand. He leads me to the bar and he sits me down onto a stool. He
slaps the wooden bar surface and the barmaid quickly rushes over to us.
    “Two scotch on the rocks and keep them coming.” Dalton says in fluid tone.
The slim, dark haired barmaid smiles at Dalton as she quickly fixes us our
drinks. Dalton grabs a glass and he slides the other one towards me. He downs
the drink and he urges me to do the same. “Drink, it will help with the
cravings.” I reach out and I lift the glass. I part my lips and I pour the drink
down my throat. The strong alcohol burns, but Dalton was right, the dryness in
my throat isn’t quite so prominent as before. I slam the glass down onto the bar
surface, and the barmaid rushes over and pours us another drink. I down the
second scotch, and then the third, and the fourth. Dalton laughs at my drinking
and then he leans in towards me. He lightly pushes my hair away from my