Dangerous Lycan: Claim Betrayed Luna’s Second Chance Mate

My heart pounded so fast as I exited the palace doors. The cool night air came over me. I exhaled forcefully scanning the driveway.

There, leaning against a sleek black car, stood Kieran. My breath hitched in my throat. He looked… different. Gone were the familiar leathers and robes he usually wore. Instead, a well-tailored grey suit hugged his broad frame, the fabric underlined the way his muscles tied beneath the material.

A crisp white shirt peeked out from under the jacket, the sleeves folded to reveal strong forearms. His hair, usually worn loose, was swept back in a way that made him look both regal and surprisingly handsome. I felt an unfamiliar flutter in my stomach.

He straightened as I approached, a smile spreading across his face. “Clara,” he said, his voice a low murmur. “You look… incredible.”

I blushed and looked away. The sapphire dress shimmered under the soft glow of the car light., the color even more breath-taking against the cool night air.

“Thank you,” I mumbled, with a smile.

“You don’t look bad yourself,” I added.

“Oh please, I try.” He scoffed.

He gestured towards the car. “Shall we, milady?” he asked.

“Lead the way,” I replied, my voice a little steadier this time.

He walked around the car. As he reached my side, he opened the door. He was used to doing that but this time, it was different. Towards the special end.

I stepped into the car and settled in. Kieran shut the door gently after me, then slid into the driver’s seat. The engine purred to life, and we pulled away from the palace. “So, what would you have? I hear that they serve the best Foie gras here,” he said as soon as we got there.

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“It’s quiet here.’

“Well, not everyone can afford this place,” he said.

I smiled; I knew that wasn’t all that there was to it.

“Okay fine. I kind of reserved the place for the night.”

I furrowed my brows, “you did that for this date?” I wanted to be sure.

“I did that for you,” he said.

I felt a warm blood rush up my cheeks.

“Why? I don’t mind if the place is packed.”

“Yeah, I know. But you are one hell of a being Clara, I need the space and time with you. To have a proper good look at you and I love what I see,” Kieran smiled.

I looked away quickly, what does he mean by that?”

I gasped and rook up the menu, “Let’s start with a bottle of red wine,” I said.

Before long, the wine was brought and poured in two fancy cups. I grabbed one and made the wine grease my lips. Washing a part of my lipstick. It was luxury.

“Nice,” I smiled.

I tried to watch him whenever he was not looking. The man I saw was still Kieran but a lot was different about him. Like I was sitting in a fancy restaurant reserved just for me in a dress that I had never worn before. Maybe I was the one that had changed. But nothing made me feel more special than the way that he looked at me. With my hair flowing down my shoulders, not held up in a bun like his ex-mate. He was seeing me now. It was all that I cared about. And now more than ever I felt like I should protect him because I didn’t want to lose him. What was the feeling again, Love? I had always had bad outcomes with live bit with Kieran maybe this time, it would work because we had been there for each other long before we began to see ourselves. We have seen our imperfections and yet still find ourselves perfect. That was the kind of affection that I wanted.

I see you, Kieran. I see you too. I smiled and grabbed the glass again.

The night air shone with a cool brilliance; the moon cast its glow on the winding road back to the palace. The date had been wonderful, but I couldn’t get a perfect word to describe it. The laughter we shared over a delicious meal, stolen glances beneath the twinkling city lights, and a conversation flowed with an ease that even surprised me as all that we needed to make our night. And when he asked if we should do it again, I didn’t just want to say yes, I wanted to kiss him and then say yes. As we neared the outskirts of the city, the night became thick and dark. I had begun to feel the impact of the four glasses of alcoholic red wine in my head. I just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep. Maybe in his arms. That would be a lot better.

Suddenly, the car lurched forward, the tires screeching against the road. Kieran slammed on the brakes and the force threw me forward.

“What was that?” I gasped, gripping the dashboard as the car settled to a stop.

Kieran’s face which had been so calm all through the night suddenly held a bit of alertness.

“Stay in the car,” he grunted.

“What? I don’t understand. Where are you going to?”

He unbuckled his seatbelt with a swiftness that alarmed me.

Before I could say another word, he was out of the car.

“Wait Kieran,” I tried to open the door of the car but I stopped for a bit as I sighted the dark silhouette against the moonlit road. My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I thought that it would actually stop. And then, I saw that this figure had the red eyes. Just like the one that I had seen in the bushes the other. Could it be what was there? At least, It showed that I wasn’t insane that night.

Ignoring the voice screaming to stay back at the back of my mind, I fumbled with my seatbelt. The door clicked open, and I tumbled out of the car, my legs shaking beneath me.

There, in the middle of the deserted road, stood a creature straight out of my childhood nightmares a vampire.

It was taller than Kieran, its frame cloaked in tattered black robes. Its face, pale and gaunt, was dominated by two razor-sharp fangs that gleamed ominously in the moonlight. The chilling absence of any reflection in its blood-red eyes made me gasp for breath. This wasn’t a legend whispered around campfires; this was real. And it was terrifyingly up close.

A growl ripped from the vampire’s throat, snapping me out of my stunned silence. It lunged towards Kieran, its inhuman speed catching me off guard.

“Clara, get back to the car!” Kieran roared; his voice barely audible over the vampire’s snarls. He met the creature’s attack head-on, his movements swift and deadly as he parried the vampire’s blows with his hand. But even Kieran seemed surprised by the creature’s strength. There was no way I was going to just leave Kieran there to face such a creature. Kieran charged towards it. He was skilful and the many months of training had paid off. He grabbed it by the neck and snapped it off. The vampire fell on its face.

“Is it dead?” I made to go towards it.

“Stop. It’s not dead yet.”

“What?”

“It’s only unconscious and would be back up if I don’t end it finally.”

“Maybe we should just leave it here.”

“He would catch up to us before we even make it to the palace. They are fast. Really fast.”

“Okay, then what would kill it? There isn’t no silver blade here.”

Kieran took a branch from an olive tree in the woods.

“But this would kill it,” he ran the wood into its chest, and with a loud groan, the vampire shrieked into dust. It was good that they didn’t leave a body.