Pixie Dust (Pixie Dust Chronicles 1)

“Because the Fae are ultimately responsible for their existence. A primal need takes over upon a vampire’s first taste of fairy blood. Their bodies sense the power that it holds; it fills a void from within that they never knew existed. The blood of a God would probably have the same effect, but there are no records of any others who have fallen to test that theory.”

“But why the bloodlust?” I asked.

“Because they become instantly addicted to the taste and drunk off the adrenaline.” He replied. “That’s when they begin to lose control. Once a vampire spirals into bloodlust they cannot stop until the fairy is drained completely.”

“So….I’m guessing that meant fairies stayed as far away from them as possible?” I asked.

He grimaced. “No, they didn’t. It was quite the opposite. Fairies and vampires were inexplicably drawn to each other. It was like they couldn’t help gravitating towards one another. Over the last hundred years before Faerie was sealed, the vampires reduced their population down to a third of what it once was. The elders had no choice but to seal off all access from this realm shortly after you were born.”

Well, it’s good to know that I’m not the only one who defied logic on such an epic level. Thinking about Leo tasting my blood I asked, “But what if they don’t go into a downward spiral? Then the vampire wouldn’t be a threat, right?”

“That’s never happened before. It’s impossible for a vampire to resist the pull of the fairy’s blood.”

“Um, it’s not entirely impossible.” I admitted sheepishly.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

Looking away from him I whispered, “Because Leo has had my blood.”

Chapter 14

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“What?!?!” He shrieked.

I squirmed. “Well, you see I cut my hand really bad at the bar one night. Leo and I were alone and he insisted on inspecting the damage. It happened so fast, but when all was said and done, he had repaired my wound with his saliva.”

Vance’s jaw ticked. Through clenched teeth he said, “That bastard. I can’t believe he took advantage of you like that.”

“No, it wasn’t like that. How could he have known? He was just trying to help me.”

He scoffed. “Leo Markos does nothing without an ulterior motive.”

“Vance, I really don’t think that’s true in this situation.” I insisted. “I truly think he was just trying to help. Look I know you guys have issues with each other, but he’s different with me. He’s probably the reason we’re even having this conversation right now. He called me when you were hurt because he knows I have feelings for you. You said it yourself. He was encouraging you to talk to me. What motive could he possibly have for that?”

“I don’t know.” He admitted. “That’s irrelevant at this point. The fact remains that he’s tasted your blood. Did he say anything about your connection to the fairy race?”

“Um, yeah kinda. But not right away. He told me that night I stayed at his place.”

Vance’s jaw ticked again at the reminder. In an accusatory tone he asked, “And what exactly were you two doing to bring up that particular conversation?”

“Nothing! We were just talking!!!” I screamed. Taking a deep breath I said, “Look, I know what you’re thinking but you’re wrong. I shouldn’t have to explain myself to you, but Leo and I did not have sex. Not then, not ever.”

Relieved by my confession, he visibly relaxed and softened his tone. “I’m sorry Karli. I shouldn’t have accused you of anything. You’re right; I have no reason to feel angry about this. Even if something had happened between you two, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. We’re not in a committed relationship. I was just letting my personal demons get the best of me.”

“That’s okay. I can’t say I wouldn’t feel the same if the situation was reversed.” I admitted.

“I think we’re getting off track here.” He said. “I’ve never heard of a vampire resisting the pull of Fae blood before. What exactly did he say to you?”

“He said that he can’t figure out what I am, but he knows I’m not a witch. He told me that he could taste my upcoming immortality which doesn’t make sense based on my age. He also said that my blood tastes very different, like nothing he’s ever had before. He picked up on the honey almond thing. Although, I thought that wasn’t supposed to come until after I was immortal? Anyway, he said the contrast was too great for me to deny.”

“The blood s

cent you are referring to does not come until you become immortal. He was referring to your blood’s taste which is the same from the day you are born. A vampire will be able to scent your blood from beneath your skin once you are an immortal but only in close proximity. They are very sensitive to it because of the history between the two races.”

“So, you’re telling me that as long as I don’t physically get too close to a vampire, I shouldn’t worry about it?” I asked.

“No, I’m not saying that. Your mother’s friend was right to hide your identity. If word spread, a vampire would seek you out.”