…Lilith POV…

I grab my clothes in the corner and rush out the door to my room. The mere thought of what I have done terrifies me beyond belief, and I soon find myself outside the Belmont house staring into the darkness of the night. The icy wind of the night cools my heated body as I make my way to the nearest alley. Once I am finally in the cover of darkness, I drop my body to the floor. Every single second of every moment plays like a film over and over in my head.

"Oh Lilith, what have you done?"

…Breyden POV…

My god, I thought I was going to die. But let us forget about that part where the woman nearly killed me and go to the part where the sex was amazing. Now she has run away, there is no answer at her door, and I do somehow doubt that she has return downstairs. She has run off into the night, and I have no idea where to find her; I shall simply wait for her to return.

So as I settle down for the first time tonight, it finally comes to me; I am in love. The thought totally sinks in; I am not such a lonely man; after all, the problem is where do I find the woman that I gave it all up for. With this thought running through my mind, I wrap a towel around my waist and head out onto the balcony. Here I can get a full view of the city, here is where I can be free. But here, I cannot help but wonder which one of the specks down there is her. She must be out there somewhere; she probably thinks she had hurt me when all she gave me was a fright.

Maybe I should go look for her? But where do I even start? The direction she has run off in? But that is like a hundred different ways. I need to see her now, or maybe she shall come back again to see if I am okay?

After taking the crisp cool air of the night in, I step back inside and look up at the clock on the wall, and I am shocked. I have been so captivated in this night; the sun is near to coming up. I rush on over to the bathroom to get myself ready for the day.

I drop the towel and step into the shower. The water runs down my hair, all over my body. The droplets do nothing but accentuate my strong shoulders; it glistens off my arms and trickles down my chest. I watch the droplets travel further down my chest, down to my semi-erect length. God, how I wish Lilith were here now; there is nothing more I would love to do than conquer her with this.

Once I am done scrubbing myself down, I head out to the basin to shave. As I look up at the clock in the room again, the time now is near six; I need to get out of here and very soon. Not paying much attention to what I do, I nip my chin, and the blood comes flowing down in a tiny stream. I grab the closet towel to stop it from dripping on the floor; once it is finally settled, I drop it on the bed. I quickly dress, I slap some cologne on and head out the door.

I need to collect the rest of my belongings in the city where I stayed with Tasnim and Teagen for so many years. It is going to be one long and very torturous flight back home, but I am coming home to a new place where I know that I have found love.

…Lilith POV…

After sitting in the darkness for a while, I make my way down the deserted road that leads back to the Belmont house. I know I have messed up, but I am too scared to go back to see how badly I have done. I need to get Sebastian to come with me and check. The ball would have cleared out by now, and all guests would have returned home.

When I walk through the door, the first thing Sebastian sees is the trouble on my face. "Lilith, what is the matter? I have been worried sick about you." he runs over to me and pulls me into his embrace. "Where have you been?"

"I was with Breyden." My voice is shaky, and I am still finding it very much hard to breathe.

"What did the man do now? What did he do to upset you so?"

I hesitate for a moment or so, "Oh, Sebastian. It is not him; it is me. I think I have hurt him."

Pure horror sets in his face, for she immediately knows what I am referring to. "Where? Take me to him."

As we make our way to Breyden's room, I keep playing the whole scene over in my head. The sex was amazing until I had to go turn. How am I supposed to find love if I can not get close to Breyden without getting him hurt? Trust me to fall in love with a man that I cannot have.

Sebastian, who has been watching me deep in thought this whole time, stops and turns to me, "What has you so troubled, my dear Lilith."

"Oh, Sebastian, how shall I ever be with Breyden if we are doomed from the start. How can a union between an Angel and Vampire even be possible?"

"Lilith, love asks not what type of creature you possess; love asks what your heart possess. Now a Vampire might not possess such a thing as fragile as a heart, but he possesses the feeling."

"Well, let us just trust that the object of my feeling is still very much alive."

As we make our way up the stairs to his room, the fear turmoil around in my stomach. I don't know what to expect and if it is even as bad as I think. I am preparing myself for the worst, but all of me wants him to be alive. Somehow I don't think I will be able to forgive myself for this one. I really liked him a lot; there was a big part of me that actually saw that I could have a future with him.

So it is in no time at all that we find ourselves in front of his door. Sebastian goes to knock at the door; he waits several seconds and knocks again. It is only just after six; surely, he must be home. Then again, is he alive?

"Try again."

Sebastian knocks again and then another two times again. "He is either dead or not here."

"My dear Sebastian, thanks for the reassurance. Do you think you can open the door?"

"Is there anything I cannot open?"

I wave him off as he has the door open in less than the time that it would take me to answer. We slowly step in, and it seems eerily quiet. I can smell his musky cologne thick in the air; it takes me back to only a few hours ago when I had my head nestled in his chest. But smelling his cologne does not mean he is alive; if he is not here, then he must be in his bed.

"Where did you guys...."

I stop Sebastian before he can finish his sentence. We both move sneakily quiet until we are standing in front of his bed. But the bed is empty. It only takes me a second to smell it as Sebastian lifts it off from the bed.

"Lilith, I think you have a problem." He points to the bloody towel.

I drop to my knees and the howl from the deep of my throat.

"No, Breyden, no."

…Breyden POV…

As I step onto the plane to take me back to my old home, my head cannot stop but wander back to Lilith. I do hope by now that she has found her way back home and that she is not too worried about me. I only wish that she returned before I had left; then I could have explained that she only gave me a fright.

But god, then it strikes me. The bloody towel on the bed. I do hope that she does not find it; she shall be worried sick if she does. How could I have been so careless? Guess my heart is so in love that my head is not thinking clearly.

What else my head does bring to mind is how will this ever work? Are we not doomed from the start? How will a union between an Angel and a Vampire work? Then again, love does not see differences; love sees with the heart; love is a feeling that binds two together no matter what creature they find themselves in.

I have found my love in Lilith, and there shall be nothing that will keep us apart.