EMMA
I woke early the next evening and start my schedule, as I am still really sore. I noticed last night that it took me a little longer than normal to finish and be back at the Master's chambers before dawn.
I managed to get my entire schedule done both evenings without running into Norman or him calling me into his office. I finish up and, as usual, Finn is waiting just outside the door of my last chamber. I am still a little weary of him as he walks with me to clock out and then escorts me back to the Master's chambers. I thank him as I do every morning and then enter the chambers.
I am surprised that the Master's scent is much stronger this morning; I head into the bathroom and have a quick, hot shower again. Once done, I wrap a towel around me and walk into the bedroom; I look at the end of the bed and realise that my nightdress has been moved and is now lying on the pillows. I grab it and slip it on. As I pull back the blankets and climb
EMMA I shiver at the thought of what he did while Ali was with me in his office and then with what he did to me after Ali went into her heat; I look at Ali and whisper, "Ali, you need to be careful and you need to keep an eye on him. When he attacked me in the Master's chambers, he said that he had been waiting 20 years for you to enter your heat so that he could claim you..." "Who are you talking about?" I jump at the sound of Finn's voice coming from the door. I feel the waves of anger come off of him as he storms over. I let go of the blanket and scrambled off of the chase we were sitting on. I keep moving backward until my back hits the wall. I then bring my knees up tight to my chest and whisper, "I'm sorry, sir, please don't hurt me... I'm sorry!" I jump and whimper as a hand touches the top of my head. "Em... Em... It's okay, he won't hurt you..." "Yes, he did and will again... Just like the Master... Just like Norman..." I say as I sob and shake my head, not really thi
EMMA A week after the Mater returned Norman corner me once more in one of the guest chambers that I entered after cleaning the Master’s chamber and he had been in there checking on the Master. I try to keep my scream in as he grabs my wrists, clamping something around one of them as he walks me backward until my back hits the wall. I whimper as he transfers one of my wrists into the grip he has on the other.I whimper more and more as he runs his now free hand down my body. I can’t stop the tears, and he just smirks. I try to contact Odette, but she doesn’t seem to be there. I can’t believe she has deserted me. I gather whatever courage I have, which unfortunately it’s not much, and my voice only comes out as a whimper as I say,“Don’t touch me... That hurts… Leave me alone...”He lets out a low chuckle, skimming his lips over my skin, making it burn and feel like someone is ri
JEREMIAH All I see is darkness, I call out, but no one seems to hear me or answer. That is until the most wonderful scent surrounds me. I feel the most softest of touches and wrap my arms around it. Then it doesn’t seem to matter that I am in that darkness as she is with me. She stays with me for I don’t know how long and then disappears.I search through the darkness, inhaling deeply and reaching out, hoping to find her scent or her touch. It seems like a lifetime before it seems to return. My soul seems to relax, as that scent and touch surrounds me once more. I hold it, hold her tight to me once more and notice that while she is within my embrace, the darkness is fading, and a soft light eliminates from her. Then she is gone again.I don’t know how long this keeps going for, but every time I have my arms around her, her touch and her scent make the darkness fade and my surroundings seem to get brighter. I then feel her leav
JEREMIAH I feel my anger still rising as he continues, “When I fought you, it was not you… And the fact that I managed to get the better of you was proof of that…” “Still, she is mine, and you had no right to interfere…” I feel my eyes flash, and a wave of very strong anger overtakes me. I don’t think I just lunge at him. I connect with his jaw before he realises what is happening, but it doesn’t take long for him to block and fight back. We go back and forth, dodging and hitting. I am taken by surprise when he manages to hit me hard in the side of the jaw, knocking me to the floor, where I then hit the back of my head. He steps back, still in his fighting stance but not attacking me anymore, but then I was the one to attack him, not the other way round. I go to get up when I am hit by an agonizing sharp pain that rips through me, starting at my head and going down through the rest of my body. I am quickly surrounded by darkness. I am floating through my memories, seeing them pla
EMMA His eyes continue to follow his fingers as they skim over his mark before he slowly lifts them to my eyes as he whispers. “This should have been your choice to receive. Yes, I am your mate, as Odette keeps saying, but it still should have been your choice and I am the one who is sorry…” He then leans forward and places a soft kiss on my lips. I can’t stop it now and break down crying. The Master pulls back from his kiss, pulls me more into his chest and just holds me as I cry. I must have passed out as when I woke the next evening, I was wrapped in cool arms. I smile and stretch, letting out a low moan. The arms surrounding me tighten, and I tense as I hear a soft male chuckle behind me. He then places soft kisses on the back of my shoulder and neck, causing tingles to spread over my skin everywhere his lips touch. I whimper and whisper, “Master?” “It is okay, Em.” He continues to place soft kisses on my skin as he whispers, “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry… Please forgive me…”
THIRD PERSON Emma doesn’t know that she is still being watched. He smiles as he sees her hobble into the prince’s chambers and knows that he will be called upon to see to her injuries later. It had actually gone better than he thought it would.Once Emma had disappeared inside, Norman steps out of the shadows and walks down the hall to where her guard, Nathan, is leaning on the wall, smirking. Norman smiles and nods, passing Nathan a small vial of a clear liquid as he passes him, heading to his office.Nathan puts the vial in his pocket and pushes himself off of the wall. Now that the healer has given him what he needed, he calls it a morning and heads to his bed within the warrior wing. Knowing that a beautiful, feisty little red head will be waiting to pleasure him, as her payment to him for allowing her to beat the witch wolf while he stood back and watched.It isn’t much longer before the healer's plan will be put i
JEREMIAH I don’t get an answer to any of my questions, but I do hear a whimper come from Emma. I hold the handle and throw my shoulder into the door. After I have done this a couple of times, I shake my head at myself as I remember that I had the doors reinforced so that no one, not even a vampire, could break them open. I straighten and then reach into my pocket and pull out my keys. I slip the right one into the bedroom lock and open the door. I don't see anything out of the ordinary other than Norman being just a little paler than normal as he steps back from pulling out a bandage from his medical bag. He then steps back up in front of Emma, lifts her hand, and starts wrapping her wrist. I don’t miss how she not only flinches but whimpers as well. Once he is done, he puts what is left of the bandage back in his medical bag, picks it up, and walks over to me. He gives me a tube of our healing cream and says, “They are all superficial bruises and small cuts. The only real damage I
JEREMIAH I sigh and stand up straighter, I then wash her gently and as I finish, she asks, “Can I wash you, Master?” I thought about saying no and just taking her back to the bed and maybe sending a little more pleasure through her. If I can get her to trust and then maybe love me again, I would be the happiest vampire in the world. I look into her eyes and I am surprised when I see the hope in them, as well as fear. Not liking the fear or the sadness that slowly creeps into them the longer I take to answer her. I nod my head, allowing her to wash me. I am a little disappointed when that is all she does. When she has finished, she steps out of the shower, wraps a towel around herself, and walks out of the bathroom. I turn off the water and grab the other towel. Wrapping it around my waist, I walk out of the bathroom to find my clothes already laid out on the end of the bed. I look over at the closet and watch as Emma exits wearing her servant's uniform. I am still not sure if I li