Chapter 1

Jennifer

Eight years ago, I had my heart broken when the love of my life was murdered.

I'm not a hundred percent sure what had happened but when I found his body, it was like I had been punched right in the gut and I had no idea what to do about it. It made me feel really sick to my stomach, like there was nothing that I was going to be able to do. I felt useless. I felt like there was not going to be anything that I could do correctly, and it made me feel like I'm nothing to everyone. No one seemed to care that I lost him either, telling me that I needed to move on and not worry about it because I should be ‘happy' that at least I got to spend enough time with him that I did.

I hated seeing that, making me sick to my stomach and it made me run away for a while. I hated it, making me feel like his life never mattered to anyone but me. I made sure that everyone knew that I felt that way, seeing how they are looking at me like I'm crazy, but I honestly couldn't give a damn what they might say to me about it. I couldn't stand them treating my boyfriend like that and I stopped talking to them indefinitely.

I hate that it had to be this way, but it did make me a bit sick to know that his killer was never caught. There were some ideas about who would have done it, but I don't know precisely what it could have been. I have an idea since he was one of the few aliens in town and unfortunately, they were treated like shit because in a way, it's like they never mattered at all. I wish that I was lying but it was far from it. That's the unfortunate reality of it.

Sighing and running my fingers through my hair, I knew there was only going to be so much that I could do about it. Unfortunately, I would lose the love of my life and there just wasn't anything that I could do about it. I see how they feel about me, and it became pretty obvious where I would end up making my mark in this world. I wouldn't be going anywhere, and I wouldn't be doing anything to make myself happy. That is the unfortunate reality of it…

I just hope that I don't end up losing everything that I have worked so hard for.

My heart is racing in my chest, and I stare at the man in front of me though, wondering if I'm seeing someone that I never expected to see. I couldn't be certain though, but I see how he is looking at me, like he is going to devour me without a moment's hesitation. I don't know what's happening here, but I know what I want. I know what I so desperately need.

Fuck me.

I recognize him as my ex's older brother, an imposing warrior who has the capability of doing things that I would have never expected from him. He makes me feel really weird, my heart feels like it is beating a million miles per second in my chest. I don't know what is going through his head right now, but he is staring at me intensely, like he is going to do something to me.

He is tall, much taller than me as I only come up to the middle of his chest. He has short, curly black hair and bright golden eyes that remind me of melted gold. He has tan skin, making someone think that he might be human, but it quickly becomes not the case as he has a long, tall, and big black wings. He has small horns coming from the top of his head and also little fangs that peek in his mouth. He is covered head to toe in scars, showing what he has done, and it makes my stomach churn with need.

I don't know what he's going to do to me, but I can tell by the look on his face that he wants to do something. It is a bit nerve-wracking, making me wonder what he might end up doing to me, but I couldn't be certain about that at all. Licking my bottom lip, I see how his gaze follows my tongue, making my own body feel like it is on fire.

"Hi." I murmur, holding out my hand to him, "I'm Jennifer."

His eyes drift to my hand and I see the rest of his family watching us curiously. I know they knew about my relationship with his brother even though they continued to talk to me even though he had died. I really don't know what to say or do because I'm not completely certain what he feels towards me. It makes me feel more and more nervous because I'm not even a hundred percent certain about it. I just know how he makes me feel and he keeps reminding me of his brother.

"I'm Vulkan." He introduced himself, a slight smile gracing his lips, "It's nice to finally meet you. I thought that you honestly didn't exist when he kept talking about you but I'm glad to see that it isn't the case. I know that you made him happy."

I couldn't believe what he was saying to me, and it made me wonder what he's going to do to me if he gets his hands on me. He's scary, let me say that, and he is big and imposing. I wonder what he might end up doing to me if I allow him to do so…

I don't even know at this point if I am being honest.

I don't know why he continues to look at me like he is going to eat me, making me feel more and more nervous with everything that has been going on. I turned away from him, trying to do something for myself because I knew then and there that it was going to be something that I was going to have to figure out on my own. I just hope that I can realize precisely what is happening before it is too late.

I think he might devour me before I get the chance to run away.