3 - JEREMIAH 

JEREMIAH

I pace my room as I finish getting dressed. I hate that I have to attend these stupid celebrations that my mother sets up for me. I know she is only trying to help. She wants me to find my beloved but more she wants me to choose a suitable Chosen to stand by my side, preferably one of her choosing. I, however, don't want one of those title-seeking vampiresses drooling all over me. They don't care if they are actually my beloved or not; they don't care about me, they just want the title and power that go with it.

My name is Prince Jeremiah and I am the heir to the Vampire Royal throne, my father was killed by a werewolf he thought he could trust. My mother then turned bitterly towards everyone but me. Due to that bitterness, she no longer allows werewolves into our kingdom or anywhere nearby. She removed all normal werewolf slaves from the castle as she saw these as threats unless they were heavily chained in silver and secured.

The only werewolves allowed now were the ones captured to use as a blood and sex slaves, blood slaves had to be secured to the wall within the blood slave quarters, and sex slaves had to be secured to the bed of their master. Any found wandering around without a slave collar would be killed on sight.

It is why I have kept Emma hidden all these years, as she is my blood slave, my pet. However, she is also a little more, but for what I don't know yet. She hasn't interested me sexually. I am, however, starting to debate the possibility that she will once she is of age, but I highly doubt that she will as no one else does.

Unfortunately, by not trading with the werewolves that pass through, it is starting to affect the currency that comes in and goes out of the kingdom. Much to my mother's disgust, once I take over running the kingdom, I will be opening trade to them once more, or our kingdom will go broke within a few more years.

I am brought out of my head as I feel a wave of sadness flow through me, but I know it's not mine; I made sure to be connected to her by blood as soon as she arrived, so she could never escape without me knowing. I stop by the window and look at the moon as I concentrate on the connection I have with my beautiful little pet. I see what she does... The final day with her family before she was sold to me.

No one but me and my personal servant Ali knows about her, as my mother would frown on my use of her and the fact that I am not sharing her werewolf blood with her. We all have pets at one time or another, but even though I call her my pet, she is anything but.

Her blood tastes divine and is extremely addictive. I always have to be careful not to take too much or I could kill her by drinking her dry. We have volunteers that give us the fresh blood that we need, but over the last 10 or so years, she has been in my possession; she has been the sole provider of my blood.

Lately, I have been feeling a change in her. She is being defiant, talking back, and even trying to fight against me. I believe that she is approaching her 18th birthday. I know she is a werewolf not only from who gave her to me but from the taste of her blood. It is why it is so addictive and why no one knows she is here. Werewolf pets and slaves are forbidden as their blood is so powerful, and additive and can make one of weak mind and will go insane looking and craving for more.

As she was so young when she came into my possession I have been able to control and harness the power and high I get from her, but when she gets her wolf, it will change her blood once more making it even more powerful and she will get her wolf at some stage on her 18th.

There is something else about her that makes her special, but I can't work it out yet. I sigh. I haven't fed in a few days as she has been under lockdown with only water for fighting, arguing and talking back again. I must admit that it actually felt good to have her argue with me. It is the first time that has ever happened.

I am brought out of my head as Ali knocks softly and enters,

"Ali?"

"Sorry to disturb you, Sir, but Her Highness wants to know if you are nearly ready, you have an hour. You can't be late!"

She takes a step closer and bows,

"Sir, if I may speak?"

"Of course Ali. But Ali, whether my mother likes it or not, I will get there when I am ready..."

Ali is my personal servant, but she is more like a friend. I grew up with her. She is a vampire, just like me. She doesn't always like what I do with my little pet, but she knows not to interfere.

"Yes, sir, sorry, sir. She didn't want me to tell you, but your mother has all the vampiresses lined up for your inspection before the celebration starts, hoping you will find a special someone amongst them..."

"I gathered she would have she does it every time..."

I turn to leave but stop as another wave of sadness and something else flows through me. I look at Ali.

"When did Em come into my possession?"

"Nearly 11 years ago Sir."

"What do you know of that time?... You have permission to speak freely, with no consequences."

"As far as I know she was taken from her family and Pack on her 7th birthday and was then in your possession 3 days later..." She thinks for a moment, as do I before she adds,

"Sir, this means she will be 18 tomorrow... Her wolf will force her to shift..."

Damn, I thought I still had a couple of days. So I could move her to my private cabin and allow her to shift. I am now going to have to do it tonight, but how can I get out of this stupid celebration...

I turn to Ali,

"My private cabin? Is it set?"

"Yes, Sir. Just how you always have it..."

"Good. Ali, I have no choice. Em can't be in the castle when she first shifts or everyone will know she is here and my mother will have my head for keeping her. Can you tell her I need to see her?"

"Yes, Sir."

She leaves through the secret door in the back of my room to where I keep my beautiful little pet. I don't have to worry about food for her as what is left of my dinner - breakfast is still sitting on the tray at the small table in my sitting area. I walk into my closet. I know this would seem strange, but I have a small collection of female dresses hidden. Most of them are for my little pet, as I occasionally like seeing her in something other than the slave dress she has to wear just in case someone enters my room unexpectedly while she is with me.

I pull out some of the sexy underwear I have in there for her; I hadn't planned it to start with, but as I watched her grow into a beautiful young female; I am still debating on if I should make her my lover one day as well. I know I come across to her as a hard unfeeling and unforgiving vampire and I did that so that I wouldn't get attached to her, but I didn't succeed as over the years I have spent with her I would now be lost without her and that actually scares me a little.

I lay the underwear on my bed, I then return to my closet and pull out a short-sleeved, knee-length burgundy dress with a wide neckline so that I can have access to her neck. Not that I would feed in public that would be disrespectful. I walk out of the closet and lay the dress on my bed next to the underwear. I then walk over to stand at the window and wait for my little pet.

I hear the door open and turn slightly so that I can watch them enter. I notice that Emma is leaning on Ali, but Ali lets her go and then moves quickly away from her, returning to her other duties. I guess my last punishment was a little harsh on her, but my little pet doesn't disappoint as she quickly enters and stands in the middle of the room where she has been trained to do so. I small smile pulls at my lips as I walk over and close the secret door before I walk up behind her. I take a deep breath and smell her fear of what I would normally do.