Sapphire.

“Get up, Phire! Up!” Gabe shouted annoyingly in my overly-sensitive ears.
“Uh. Go away!” I demanded but he long ago learned to not listen to a word I say.
“Nope.” He mumbled in my ear.
“Ah!” I shrieked and rolled over, falling from the bed.
I peeked my head over the side of the bed and glared threateningly at him.
He just stood there, snickering as he tried to hold back his laughter.
I grabbed a pillow and throw it at his head.
That would have went well if he didn’t have good reflexes and ducked.
Jerk.
I hmmphed and got up.
I turned on my heel and stalked in the bathroom.
I turned on the hot water to the glass shower and waited for it to warm.
I grabbed a towel and threw it over the shower door. I turned my iPod, I left it on my iHome to charge through the night, and turned it on my oldies play list.
Piano Man by Billy Joel flowed through the speakers.

“It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin

He says, ‘Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes.’

la la la, di da da
La la, di di da da dum.”

I just loved the voice of Billy Joel. It’s all natural and rich. And you absolutely HAVE to love that song!
I hummed along to song, oblivious to my surroundings.
I didn’t hear the shower door creak open.
Or the soft chuckle that emitted from the unknown person’s throat.
When I was suddenly grabbed from around the waist, I was taken completely by surprise.
I would have screamed but a hand was firmly attached to my mouth.
Don’t get me wrong, to humans I am super strong being a werewolf ,but I inherited physical features from my mom, height being one of them.
I am just over five foot and being so small I am weak as well.
So by werewolf standards, I am a weakling.
To vampire standards, I am just as weak as humans.
And the man behind me is a vampire.
“Why hello Princess. Miss me?” That voice sent a shiver down my spine.
Oh, not only because it scared me out of my mind, but because of who it belongs to.
Cole Henson is a vampire who has been trying to get in my pants for years.
Every time he tried Gabe would save me.
Except for now.
With his hand still covering my mouth, Cole kissed a trail down to my throat, his lips hovering just over the jugular artery.
Just an inch away from sinking his fangs into my neck.
I tried to pull away, but as I mentioned before, I have no chance.
He placed a kiss on the vein.
I shivered.
Then his fangs bit into my vein, pain coursing through me.
He bit me in such a way in which it would cause me as much physical pain as possible.
I gasped in pain against his hand, my knees buckling beneath me.
In one last attempt to save myself, I bit his hand.
He pulled his hand back shocked and I took that moment to scream, “Gabe!” before my mouth was covered once again.
He sucked harder on my blood, trying to get as much as he could before Gabe came.
Moments later, Gabe’s large black wolf form broke through the door, growling and baring his fangs.
Cole gave one last long gulp from my blood then released my neck, licking the wound.
He released his hold on me completely, causing me to fall to the ground from blood lose.
Next thing I heard was growling and cursing.
My eyes were closed but I feebly felt around for the towel that had fallen during my struggle.
I covered myself with it as one last attempt at modesty.
The growling and hissing stopped.
“Phire?” Gabe said.
“Hmmm?”
“Are you alright?”
“Weak.” I managed to choke out, fighting off unconsciousness.
“You’ll be alright.” he murmured to me, picking up my wet form.
He brought me to my room and set me on the bed.
My face flamed as he dried off my naked body with a towel but other than that I showed no emotion.
He pulled the coverlet over me.
“Sleep now. I have to go get your father.” Gabe whispered.
“No! Don’t leave me.” I pleaded.
“Alright. I’ll just call him.”
“Thank you.” I whispered sleepily.
I felt the bed sink slightly under his extra weight.
He pulled me to him to give me his body heat.
The blood lose made my temperature lower and I was shivering.
I managed to turn over and face him, cracking my eyes open to look at him.
“Thank you, Gabe.”
“Anytime, Phire.” he replied.
Before I fully understood what I was doing, I leaned toward him and set my lips on his.
A shock flew down my spine but I thought that that was probably due to the fact that this was my first kiss.
He was too startled to move for a minute then he began to kiss me back.
He pulled back, muttering, “Never again.” then left the room.
And taking his warmth with him.