Mistakenly Departed (Bite Me #1)

9. Epilogue

Epilogue

Calder

C arrying his limp lifeless body in my arms back home with me was not how I saw my Halloween night going. I couldn’t just leave him in the grave though. That would have been irresponsible of me. I probably should have checked his pockets to see if I could figure out where he lives though the very thought has my fangs lengthening and my vision going red.

There was no way I was going to be apart from my little bat. He was MINE! No one else was allowed to be near him! I shake my head to clear the thoughts away, but it doesn’t work. The instant possessiveness catches me off guard, and I’m not sure if that’s normal. My grip tightens on him tightens further like I’m afraid someone is going to try and snatch him away from me.

I didn’t know where he lived. I didn’t even know his name. All I did know was that by some chance of fate this guy came into my life in the strangest way possible. And if that wasn’t fate than I didn’t know what was. Now he’s mine to take care of. I let out a heavy breath as I worry that this is going to become a thing.

I look down at my little bat again just to make sure I’m not losing my mind. Nope, he’s still there. God, he’s so beautiful. I just want to press my face into his neck and breath him in until I can’t smell anything else but his scent. I’m sure that’s not healthy, but at least there’s no one around to judge me.

Walking up the steps of my house I let out a little sigh as I shift him in my arms. I reach into my pocket pulling out my keys to open the door. I’m also going to have to send Marcus a text to let him know what happened. Especially since my little bat is going to need a ring of his own.

My brow scrunches at the thought of him leaving me when he wakes him. Stepping into the house I nudge the door shut with my foot. My little bat makes a little whimpering noise and my gaze darts down to him again. He slowly settles so I take off towards the stairs to get him settled in my bed so he can rest.

The little bat nestled in my arms was probably going to hate me for the rest of eternity, but I would find a way to make it up to him. I’ll just have to make him understand I was trying to save his life. Maybe it was selfish of me, but I just couldn’t walk away from him and leave him to his fate. It makes me wonder if maybe I need him just as much as he needed me.

I managed to get him cleaned up and put into some comfy pajamas. Then I settled him into my bed so I could watch over him. Sure, I could have put him in the guest room, but I didn’t want him to wake up alone.

Now I’m lying beside him just starring at him like a little creeper, but I can’t seem to help myself. I watch his chest rise and fall in a gentle motion. Some little irrational part of my brain thinks that if I look away, he’ll disappear into thin air.

I swipe my hand through my officially messy and now gel crusted hair. A cringe runs through me at the feel. I need to get up and take a shower and wash this out of my hair. I bite down on my lip as my gaze focuses back on my little bat. He’ll be alright for just a little bit. I get up slowly from the bed and quietly make my way into the bathroom so I don’t disturb his slumber.

I take the world’s fast shower, and getting most of the gel out of my damn hair. I may or may not be dripping wet still when I rush back into my room. Even though I tried to be as fast as I could I still find my mystery guy whimpering and withering in the sheets of my bed. I crawl into the bed behind him, and he lets out a little sigh. Slowly I press my luck by wrapping my arm around his waist.

He pushes back against me until his back is all but plastered to my front. His breaths even out once more and I lean forward to press a gently kiss behind his ear. No matter what I’m keeping my little bat.

To be continued