“Are you ready, sweetheart?” My father said softly to me. I sat on the couch, gripping Brian’s hand with a death-like vice in fear. I was told that the de-glamorizing ritual would not be a walk in the park, so to speak.

“Yeah, I think so.” I said quietly, looking into his hazel eyes that were just like mine. My mother and father turned out to be amazing- the type of parents I had always dreamed of having. My mother was a gorgeous, young red-head with a temper, a wild attitude and dimples just like mine, whereas my father possessed my dark hair, eyes and sense of humor. They smiled at me as Brian Sr and his mate Suzy entered the room with a bowl filled with supplies.

“Darling, you’ll be okay. I promise.” Brian said softly from beside me, rubbing comforting circles onto my back. Brian Sr. set up lots of supplies- a vile of blood, a stake, an ancient looking diamond necklace, and a small leather pouch. After the bowl was empty Suzy quickly went and filled it with ice cold water and brought a face cloth as well.
“Okay, are you ready to start the ritual, Leslie?”

I gulped nervously but nodded nonetheless.

“I’m so sorry about this...” He trailed off before opening the vile of blood and handing it to me.
“Drink. This is the blood of our ancestors.” I nodded and quickly downed the blood effortlessly.
“Now Brian, put the necklace on her.” His son followed his order and delicately fastened the necklace onto me. I smile at Brian when he returned to his original spot beside me. Holding his hand definitely helped the nerves.
“Lay back and take deep breaths.” Brian moved from the couch but sat beside me on the ground. I started taking deep breaths as instructed.
“Close your eyes...”
I did so and continued breathing until I felt a sting in my chest. I opened my eyes and saw my bracelet in one of Brian Sr’s hands and the stake in the other, which he seemed to use to cut it. The pain wasn’t too extreme until the necklace on my neck started to glow.
At first the pain was dull, how it would feel while getting a tattoo, until the necklace started growing brighter.
“Leslie, breath!”
Suddenly my lungs collapsed. I gasped for air, while trying to deal with the pain. Everyone was holding me down as I screamed and thrashed about. The pain became unbearable, and that was when I blacked out.

How long was I sleeping? It felt like hours. My throat was painfully dry and it was a struggle to open my eyes, but when I did I was met with a dimly lit room and a very comfortable bed.
“Brian?” I croaked pathetically. Shit, that didn’t sound good. I sound like a chain smoker!
“Leslie! You’re up! How are you feeling?” He asked as he entered the room and sat beside my on the bed.
“I’m fine, I suppose. A little thirsty, could you get me some water?” I asked quietly, my throat clenching in the dryness. Brian laughed then, and shook his head.
“Hunny, you’re not gonna want water. Give it a few minutes.” I looked up at him in confusion. What the hell? He kissed my forehead and smoothed my hair back while we sat in silence.
“Brian. My throat really hurts!” I croaked.
“I know, sweetie. I know.” He looked at me sympathetically.
“Brian! Oh my fucking god! Make it go away!!” I screamed and he just sighed sadly. My throat was on fire! It felt as though the walls of my throat had been continuously burnt with a lit cigarette.
“Baby, c’mere.” He picked me up and placed me on his lap, so I was straddling his lap. In any other circumstances I would’ve blushed but the pain had become unbearable.
“BRIAN!” I screamed and rested my forehead against his shoulder in desperation.
“Baby, shhh. Think about blood. Okay? Blood, baby. Think about my blood.” His words were taunting me as I thought about what he had told me to. How his blood tasted as I licked it from his hands. How soothing it was. How delicious....
“OH MY FUCKING GOD.” I screamed in pain. I leaned back and screamed, my hands moving to my mouth where a searing pain imbedded in my gums. Where my usual teeth were, pointy canines were replaced. I looked at Brian in shock and he simply nodded before I couldn’t handle the pain anymore.

I grabbed a handful of his soft, black hair and snapped his head to the side, exposing his neck. Without a second thought I sunk my fangs into his neck, seeking relief. A satisfied sigh left my mouth as the blood started seeping into my mouth. I groaned contently as the warm, thick liquid seeped into my mouth. I sucked as much as I could, slowly loosening my grip on my Mate’s hair as the pain started to subside. During the process I could’ve sworn I heard Brian moan- I’d definitely need to bug him about that later! After a few minutes of sucking the blood from his neck, I slowly pulled away, licking the left over blood from his neck.
“Feel better, baby?” He asked quietly. I nodded shyly with wide eyes and wiped my mouth.
“That was awful.”
“I know, hun. Think of it this way, you are now a Fertile! You’re my Mate, and I love you with all of my heart. I’m so sorry you had to go through all of the pain you did, but now we can start our lives together. I love you so much, Leslie.” I smiled at his words and started tearing up.
“I love you, too. So much.”

We both started leaning in at the same time, my face cradled in his large hands, and my petite ones wrapped around his neck. Our noses were touching as we looked into each others eyes, getting lost. Our warm breaths mixed together. I could practically feel his lips on mine already. He kept leaning in closer, making my heart beat faster.
“Brian?” Someone called from outside the door.
“No! Fuck off!” He yelled back, making me giggle. He smiled at me before grabbing my face and closing the space between us in a passionate kiss. His rough, thin lips moved softly against mine, taking my breath away. Too soon for my liking he pulled away and rested his forehead against mine.

“There was no way in hell something was going to stop me from kissing my beautiful Mate again. You’re mine. Forever.” He said cutely, making me smile and peck his lips softly again.

I could definitely get used to this.

Notes

Ummm I don't really know. OK QUESTION: How would you all feel about a little smutty deliciousness in one of the next chapters? I feel as if this story needs it! I really want to hear all of your thoughts and feedback on this, so please comment!

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Thank you for reading! I love you all. MWAH :*