Meeting Destiny; Lachlan’s Story (Annalese and the Immortals)

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laughing.
    “T., you really are an asshole.”
    “Yes, so I’ve been told on more than one occasion. I’m just happy to see you happy, McCain. It’s about fucking time.”

Meeting Mehmet
    A ll four were in the library awaiting the arrival of Mehmet. Lachlan hadn’t seen him in a few years. The last time had been at Vlad and Sophia’s mating. He presided of course. Lachlan held Lese’s hand. Sophia tried more than once to pry Lachlan’s hand from hers, but he just wasn’t ready to let go. He wasn’t sure he ever would be.
    The bell rang and they all assumed it was Mehmet. Vlad opened the door to greet his old friend, but was greeted by a young boy, maybe thirteen years old. He handed Vlad a note and ran. Odd, but okay , Vlad thought until he read it. He started screaming in Romani. Lachlan knew every word.
    “Sophia, stay here with Lese. I mean it.” Lachlan stressed. “Stay here!”
    He and Vlad took the note and went to the south lawn.
    “What the fuck, bastard zei naibii !”
    Then he saw it. “ Rahat! ”
    Vlad always spoke Romanian when he got overly pissed off. “ La Dracu!”
    “ Fute .”
    There on the south lawn was a man impaled on a spear.
    “Help me,” he cried weakly.
    “Oh my God! Gary!” Lese screamed from the balcony.
    Gary, oh shit, her friend from Cleveland, Lachlan thought.
    “Help him, Vlad. This is your thing, oh my God!” Lese was screaming, tears falling like rain. “McCain, if we remove it, he’s gonna bleed out before we can get him in the house. I only see
    one option. You’re gonna have to do it. Go talk to your mate. I’ll talk to Gary.”
    Lachlan was met by Lese at the front door. “Lachlan, you have to do something.” She was crying so hard he could barely understand her.
    “Angel, come here.” He wrapped his arms around her. “Vlad is talking to Gary. We really don’t have a lot of options here. If we remove the stake, he’s gonna bleed out. T. and I only see one solution, and I’m verra sorry. We’ll know soon if Gary is gonna take it.”
    “What if he doesn’t?” She was sniffling, sobs finally under control.
    “He will die,” Lachlan said completely devoid of emotion.
    “Oh, no! Not an option! Tell Vlad do it!”
    “Lese, T. won’t sire him. I will. He will be mine to teach and nurture. And no, I’ve never sired anyone either, but I know Tepes. He won’t do it. He will explain everything, but, lass, I’m gonna be his sire, if he chooses that.”
    Lese collapsed in his arms. “Oh shit, fang boy, this is not what I had in mind for the night.”
    “No, angel, I suspect not. Everathing’s gonna be OK.”
    Vlad spent the next hour convincing Gary vampires were real and another long stretch telling him what needed to happen for Gary to live. Gary made his decision. Vlad walked back towards his castle, Gary in tow.
    “Vlad,” Annalese ran to him. “Oh God, Gary I’m so sorry. What have they done to you!”
    Gary reached out for her and spoke so quietly it was almost inaudible. “It’s OK, Lese. I’m gonna be fine.”
    And with that, Vlad carried him downstairs to his dungeon.
    “Why are they going down there Lachlan?” Annalese was more than concerned. Vlad had a dungeon and she was sure nothing nice happened down there.
    “Ah, the transition can take a week and he may get violent while his body is adapting. Angel, don’t worry. He will be fine but we need to chain him. It’s for his own safety and mine. Do ye understand?”
    “Yes Lachlan, I get it. I don’t like it, but I get it.”
    The bell rang again and Lachlan thought, ah hell! But this time it was Mehmet.
    When the door opened, the most terrifying, intimidating thing Lese had ever seen entered the castle. Mehmet must have been six foot five and solid muscle. He had long, flowing waist-length black hair. He was a sight to behold. The feature that stood out the most were his eyes. Amber. Like a cat. Cool and very creepy was all Annalese could think of.
    “Mehmet, my old

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