“Not yet. But he will be soon.”
“Jack said that I’m meant for Peter. What does that mean?” I looked over at Ezra, and half-expected him to give me the same run around as everyone else.
“We don’t fully understand why it happens, except that vampires are pack animals. Mythology has set us up to be extreme loners, but at our core, emotionally, we’re very human. We desire companionship, like anyone else, but ours has to be more selective.” As he spoke, he kept one hand on the wheel, while the other one bobbed a silver ring over his fingers. “Our blood is almost magnetized to our - for a lack of a better word - soul mates. We feel it intrinsically when we find each other.”
“Is Mae your soul mate?” I asked quietly.
“She is.” His eyes had that faraway look again, and the corners of his mouth curled up ever so slightly. “I lived 255 years without her, but now, I couldn’t imagine existing a single day without her. I even ‘dated’ before I met her, but it was impossible to make lasting relationships. That was part of the reason that I turned Peter. I was desperately lonely, and he traveled around with me for awhile. But then he met his mate.”
“Wait,” I interrupted. “I thought I was Peter’s ‘mate.’”
“I told you this was new for all of us,” Ezra looked over at me. “Peter met a vampire named Elise, and they lived together for only a brief time. Maybe ten or twenty years. He knows it to the exact day, but he never speaks of it.”
“What happened?” I glanced out the window, and I realized we weren’t taking the normal route to his house. In fact, if my guess was right, he wasn’t taking me anywhere near their place. “Where are we going?”
“I thought it would be better if the two of us had some time to talk before we went back.” Ezra must have read the confusion on my face because he continued. “Some of this would be better if Jack didn’t hear.”
“Oh,” I said. Jack had mentioned that they didn’t like to tell him anything, and he wasn’t kidding. “So what happened with Peter?”
“Elise was killed.” Ezra heard my sharp intake of breath and smiled humorlessly. “We’re not truly immortal. There was some fight amongst vampires. They were arguing over who had control over a certain area.
Vampires are notoriously territorial and possessive, but then again, so are humans, and in most ways, we are just heightened versions of yourselves.”
“So you’re saying that another vampire killed Elise?” My eyes were wide, and he nodded.
“It nearly killed Peter. He went into a very dark period for awhile.” A troubled expression went on Ezra’s face, and I was certain that I didn’t want to know what Peter had been through or what he had done. “He’s fought in every major war since WWI, up until this last excursion in the Middle East. He had a bit of a blood lust or a death wish, or some combination of that, for a very long time, but he’s mostly come out of it now. He’s not the same man he once was, though.”
“It must’ve been terrible for him,” I murmured. I had spent hardly any time with him, but it would be agony for me if anything happened to him. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to have eternity with his soul mate, and then have it ripped out from under him.
“It was,” Ezra agreed solemnly. “But he had moved on, as best he could.
After Elise died, he had just assumed that that part of his life was over. We all had. But then you came along.”
“How did you know I was meant for Peter?” I asked. Jack had stumbled upon me long before I met Peter.
“We didn’t, not at first, although Mae suspected immediately.” With that, Ezra gave a small shrug. “Toss it up to women’s intuition. None of it really made sense at first.”
“What do you mean?” I crinkled my forehead, trying to understand.
“For starter’s, your human.” Ezra gave me an even look, and I shook my head. “We’re never intended for humans. Both Peter and Elise were vampires when they met, and so was Mae when I met her. There was a very good chance that had we met while one of us was human, we wouldn’t have taken a second look. We’re not callous, exactly, but we just don’t feel attachments to humans the way we do to other vampires. It’s probably a survival mechanism since your lives are so fleeting, and well, you’re our food.” He grimaced a little at that, but I didn’t say anything.
“When Jack came home and said he’d met you, we couldn’t figure it out,” Ezra went on. “He connected with you instantly, but he didn’t feel that… physical need, the way we do.” I nodded, knowing exactly what he’d meant. I felt it the instant I saw Peter, and it only got more intense with time. “But the connection was something we all understood. Because Peter is of my blood, I felt connected with Elise, and both Peter and Jack feel connected with Mae on a higher sense than they would with just any other vampire.”
“Do you feel connected with me?” I thought that I felt connected with him, but it was hard to tell what was a real connection and not just falling under the spell of his perfection.
“Yes.” Ezra smiled warmly at me, and I flushed. “I feel more connected to you than I have with any human since I’ve been a vampire. I enjoy being around you, but more than that, I want to protect you.”
“Jack said my safety was top priority for you,” I mumbled dazedly. It was insanely flattering and intimidating knowing that I had fallen into Ezra’s favor.
“He wasn’t exaggerating,” Ezra grinned wider. “You are in a very unique position. The three of us would sooner hurt ourselves than see something done to you.”
“Is that what the issue is about biting me?” I asked.
“Yes, and no.” Ezra tilted his head. “Remember when I said that we were possessive and territorial? As soon as Peter met you, you were his. He felt it inside him, the way you do. In a sense, he is yours, too, but since you’re a less dominant species, it’s not quite the same. No offense.”
“None taken.” They were better than me, and I knew it.
“Peter lost Elise, and it devastated him completely. There is nothing in the world that even compares to the pain he felt when he lost her, and he vowed never to feel that way again. To be perfectly honest, I doubt that he could survive it.” Ezra exhaled deeply, looking rather sad. “So he doesn’t want to want you. It doesn’t change the way he feels, because nothing can. But he’s been fighting it and trying to find a way around it. On top of everything, you’re so fragile. When you’re with someone, the way we are, we frequently drink each other’s blood. Drinking another vampire’s, or anyone’s really, is the most intimate act there is. But for you, it is dangerous, especially with Peter feeling the way he feels. It would be very easy for him to get caught up in the moment and take things too far.
“He ran the other night because he didn’t want to hurt you,” Ezra continued. “It’s not supposed to be this hard, Alice. It’s usually a very simple, clean process. You meet, you fall in love, and you live happily ever after. But this is much, much more complicated.”
“Because of Elise?”
“Yes, and because you’re human.” He had a drawn expression and he sighed. “And because of Jack.”
“Because Jack wanted to bite me last night?”
“It’s more than that.” Ezra looked at me knowingly. “Alice, Jack’s fallen in love with you.”
“What?” Startled, I blushed randomly. I had considered the possibility that I was falling in love with him, but as Ezra had just explained, vampires didn’t fall in love with humans they weren’t meant for. Or any humans, actually. “I-I didn’t think that was possible.”
“Neither did I,” Ezra admitted soberly. “He shouldn’t feel anything for you.
You’re human, you’re meant for Peter, and you’re not his. Maybe it was because he spent so much time with you before you had a chance to meet Peter and fully meld with him, and with Peter rejecting everything so much… I don’t know.”
“So… what does this mean? Does it transfer? Can I just be with Jack instead of Peter?” I asked, and Ezra looked very shocked by my questions.
“You would want that?” He looked at me evenly. “You want to be with Jack instead of Peter?”
“I don’t know,” I confessed uneasily. “I mean, if Peter doesn’t even want me, it just seems stupid to force something.”
“Peter still wants you,” Ezra was quick to clarify.
“Then why isn’t he with me?” I demanded. “Why was Jack the one I wanted last night?”
“I don’t know,” Ezra said at length. “Peter will be home soon, and hopefully, we can get some of this straightened out then.” The car had started gliding into familiar territory, and I knew we weren’t far from their home.
“What about Jack?” I asked softly.
“Peter can’t know how he feels or how close he came to biting you last night,” Ezra warned me finitely. “And he can’t ever bite you. Peter will be able to smell him on you, and that won’t be good for either of you.”
“Am I still allowed to be around Jack?” My heart broke at the thought of a life without him, even if I had Peter.
“Yes, of course. You both just have to be very in control of yourselves.”
“Are you sure that I am meant for Peter?” I asked him carefully as we pulled into the driveway.