Blood on the Moon: Chapter Three

***Avan's POV***

Vampires don't sweat. If I were human I would have. My first date in five years. It was kind of sad. With Ksenia's record I doubted she was nervous. I made sure I had weapons on me in case Sandira planned to attack tonight. Gabriel said he couldn't do anything until he had official evidence. He assigned someone else to get that. It annoyed me that Ksenia could be attacked at anytime. I adjusted my new leather jacket and grabbed my car keys. Then I was out of the door. I arrived at her house at seven, our agreed time. I got out and walked to the doors of a huge mansion. Like most supernaturals her family is rich. I knocked and a blonde woman with green eyes opened the door.

"Vampire, you may enter." I stepped over the threshold. Most myths are false. Such as the sunlight and ashes one. The true one is that vampire's can't enter a house without permission of the houses host. The female Were guided me through three halls and we stopped at their living room. Ksenia sat there with her sister. I heard her sister is named Monroe. It suited the lynx like girl. Monroe's hair was gold and straight and her eyes were a molten gold. Ksenia's named suited her as well and I took my time studying her. I looked at her rippling gold brown hair and her memorable blue eyes. She wore a slinky blue dress that hugged her small curves. Her body was more athletic and her well-shaped legs showed as much.

She had yet to see me and she appeared deep in conversation with her sister. I grinned. She held an ethereal beauty and it was understandable that Monroe was merely a shadow in Ksenia's presence. Finally she looked up and she smiled.

"Hi, Avan!" She said and I waved.

"So. I have to meet the Winniki Clan. I must say this will most probably be memorable." I tell her like we're the only ones in the room.

"Right." She jumps up and she walks toward the corner of the room where a red-haired man sits. Ksenia has his eyes so I assume he's her father. She takes his hand and drags him from his spot, "This is my dad. That's Aunt Maggie." She points to the blonde Were besides me, "This is beautiful person Monroe." She points to who I already knew as Monroe, "Marik is in my room under the bed. And Uncle Ralph is out taking care of business."

I snap my fingers, "Business! I need to talk to the Alpha." No one moves, "Alone. It's very important. I mean life and death." I say and everyone except Ksenia and her dad leaves. I lift an inquiring brow and she smiles.

"I'm going to Ascend to Alphess so I need to stay here." She said.

"I suppose. Now, how should I begin? Alright I'll tell you guys where my loyalty's lay with."

"Sandira," The Alpha says and I shake my head. He lifts both brows in question.

"The white mage Gabriel. He's my uncle. You see, Gabriel used white magic to change me from a mindless idiot the moment I was changed. I've been spying on Sandira for Gabriel because there has been rumors of her doing bad things. I was finally able to catch a snippet. She and Anthony are planning to kill Weres. She also said that she wanted to kill Ksenia."

The Alpha looks down for a second and looks at me with fury in his eyes. "Are you lying, boy?"

Exasperated, I speak to him as if he's a child, "Think! I'm in a house full of Weres who can rip me to shreds! I'm not going to lie!"

"Fine. What do you think is her motivation?" He asked and I caught a hint of nervous shame in his posture.

"Something went down with you, Ksenia's mother, and Sandira. From your posture I'm guessing I'm right. What happened?" The Alpha doesn't answer, "Speak! Ksenia's life is on the line." I snap at him. I hardly care I could die at anytime. I had come to be fond of Ksenia in our short phone calls exchanged in the last week. I didn't like the thought of her dead.

"I used to date Sandira." The Alpha says and both me and Ksenia are shocked speechless. I never would've guessed, "I dumped her after a year and went out with Monroe's mother. We got married and- and - and Sandira called saying she got pregnant with a baby girl."

"Oh. My. God." Ksenia said coming to the same conclusion. "I'm a fucking hybrid!" She shouted. I was stunned. I totally wouldn't have expected to hear that.

"Ksenia calm down and let m-." Before he could finish she stormed out of the room.

"Go on. Finish."

"Maria, my wife, had just gotten pregnant as well. Sandira sent me Ksenia after she had the baby. Ksenia is actually a year older than Monroe. Because Ksenia's aging process had been slowed we told her on her second birthday she was one. I assume Sandira thinks Monroe is hers and Ksenia is Maria's."

"Woah. Okay. I'm going to go find Ksenia." I get up and leave the fool.
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***Ksenia's POV***

Freak. Freak. You're a freak. I couldn't help but think of myself as a freak. I had laughed at other hybrids. God, I'm so mean. I knew that, though. It's genetic.

I bury my head in the pillow. I was in the shack in the backyard with a pillow I had sneaked out with. I could hear shouts for me in the distance but I couldn't tell which was Avan. He had been truthful to me from the beginning. I wanted to hear his voice. No I needed to. Just as I think it Avan opens the doors.

"Ksenia." He says softly and closes the doors behind him. Then he rushes forward and he hugs me tightly.

"Why would my own mother want to kill me?" I ask and he rubs my back as we both sit down.

"She thinks Monroe is hers. You're actually a year older than her, but since everyone knows you as the younger one she assumes you're Maria's."

"What about the hair? Daddy's hair is red and I saw her once. Her hair is red, too."

"Ever heard of dye, Nia?" He asks and I'm shocked as he uses Marik's nick name, "Marik came out to help search and I heard him call you that." I laugh.

"I used to baby-sit him. We'd play under the bed and ever since it is his favorite place. His parents both died. I love him like he's my own and sometimes we sleep together under my bed."

"How sweet."

"I am rarely that. Gosh. My makeup running. I probably look horrible." I turn to him and he nods.

"Like a raccoon."

"Avan," I laugh, "You're supposed to say 'You're beautiful' and kiss me!"

"People actually that line?"

"Sad to say but yes. I've been told multiple times."

"I haven't been on a date in five years." He said and I laughed.

"For some girls that would be a turn off."

"And to you?" He asks leaning in.

"It's cute." I said then we kiss. Sparks. It's like heaven and I feel amazing. He kisses me back gently and I shiver at the deliciousness of it. Finally he pulls back.

"You're sweet." Then he kisses me again.