《The war of the Gods》Reece (part 1)
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Reece would recognise those blue eyes and jet black hair anywhere. When he saw Jason being surrounded, he had not been able to stop himself. He'd run to come to Jason's defence and just in time but the moment he'd shoved one of those guys kicking Jason he'd been pulled back and held firmly. He could feel adrenaline coursing through his veins calling the animal forward. He pushed the wild beast down and struggled to get back to his lover but then the leader of the wolf pack stepped in front of him. He glared back at the man then saw him balling his fist and Reece knew what was coming. He closed his eyes and prepared to be punched but then he heard the crack of bone. His eyes opened. Apollo was stood in front of him crushing the hand that had threatened his face. He was released and he turned to see the two men that had held him on the floor at Artemis's beautiful Jimmy Choo's. Reece could smell the blood leaking from one of them. He could also smell another scent. Blood he knew. Blood he remember.
He twisted back to Jason and ran to his side. He cupped Jason's face then glanced at Conner beside Jason. Jason's loyal best friend and fledgling loyally attempting to defend Jason against whatever pack he'd run into.
"Jay." Reece whispered. "Jay, wake up..."
The crack and the scream made his heart skip a beat and he turned to watch the man who'd almost punched him hit the floor then Apollo grabbed one of the advancing group and threw them straight into the wall. A cold feeling of dread fell across Reece's body. This was a master vampire. An ancient. Apollo advanced and Reece pulled back to fall across Jason and Conner ready to protect them.
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"Whatever you are, leave me alone..." He hissed glaring at the vampire. Master vampires, Ancients were dangerous. Very, very dangerous. The government was trying to round them up and put trackers in them because of how dangerous they were. They ran underground trafficking rings, sold their blood as drugs and manipulated whoever they wanted in becoming blood dolls. Reece knew the stories and he was not going to become a slave!
"Reece..." The vampire whispered to him and Reece snapped, screaming back "Leave me alone!"
Jason moved under his chest and let out a moan. Reece instantly pulled back and pulled Jason into his arm. Those red eyes opened and Reece couldn't resist the urge to kiss him. "Jason..." He whispered. Their lips met and Jason kissed back, his hand sliding into Reece's thick, brown waves. Beside them, Conner woke too and slowly pushed himself up so he sat up.
"Get a room. " He groaned in annoyance.
The kiss broke and Reece looked back around to where Apollo and Artemis had been standing only to find empty spaces.
"Well, that was fun. Let's do it again." Jason sat up out of Reece's embrace then saw the unconcious group, a soft growl seeping from between his teeth. "Did you do that?"
"What?" Reece blinked. He felt like he was still being watched, like Apollo was still there.... watching. He glanced to the men on the floor.
"Oh, no... I'm not that... strong." Reece said softly then got to his feet and grabbed Jason to help him up. "We should get out of here before they wake up." Reece grabbed Jason's chin and inspected the small cut on his lip which was already healing. Jason pushed his hand away smiling up at him with such warmth.
"Are we going or waiting for another beat down?" Conner broke the moment between Jason and Reece.
"Yeah. Bikes are up this way." Jason took Reece's hand and him and Conner lead Reece to Harleys.
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