Now she understood what the stories meant when they spoke of an obsessive fascination with the vampire you drank from. She could feel his emotions, and all she wanted to do was thank him for caring. Ana felt like he was the first person she’d ever had in her corner. It felt eye opening, the concern he felt over so much. It felt so heavy and weighing down, that hurt her heart to know that. Someone she could trust that wasn’t something she’d squander lightly. “Ambassador, I have Heidi here to help get you to your new rooms. She says everything is ready for you. I must go deal with a security issue before I can retire for the night. I’ll look in on you after I’m done.” Heidi gave George an odd look. It wasn’t appropriate for him to do that. But at this point, he needed to know that she was safe and looked after properly. George gave Heidi the look to just go with him on this. She could believe he was lying about it. Or she could repor
Ana was slowly beginning to feel more like herself. The blood worked to help her heal, but the ability to feel his emotions and her own would throw anyone a little off at any time. But with a head injury, she felt overwhelmed. The need to question who felt what was a little confusing, but it told her one thing that she didn’t need to know. If they hadn’t already kissed before, it would have blindsided her. But his feelings about her were a lot stronger than she expected. Now she was trapped with this knowledge and couldn’t do anything about it. She couldn’t talk to anyone for fear it might be overheard or repeated to the wrong person. George was trapped in her world now, even if no one knew about the connection between them. “Ambassador, do you need assistance preparing to sleep? Perhaps a nightcap?” Heidi wasn’t offering to make her a drink. This was a polite way to ask if Adriana needed to feed.
Ana leaned against the door after she closed it. This was the first time she’d ever been curious about what a male looked like without clothes on. Really without clothes on, not just removing his shirt while he trained. George probably didn’t know that she’d secretly watched him train in that state of undress. But now Ana wanted to peel it all away and see everything up close and personal. Have the entire experience. “What am I thinking? Am I going mad? That would be suicide.” She spoke the words the little angel on her right shoulder chanted. But on her left shoulder stood an equally loud devil, telling her step-by-step instructions on what to do with him. It was enough to make her blush if she could. Her head injury truly must be worse than she thought if she could contemplate such risky behaviour. Had her father sent her here with George to test her limits and weed her from the offspring waiting for the throne?
George finally got a quick letter written and, in the mail, back to return to court. He hated this aspect. This was another job he took on that wasn’t in his job description, but he did it anyway. At least this time. Ana should have written it. He put it down to her, having suffered from shock from the accident why he was doing it. He’d added in that she asked him to deal with it because she felt so horrible for the family of the driver. Now his wrist itched, and it reminded him of Ana’s sweet lips tasting him. George had shocked himself because he’d feared that he wouldn’t have the ability to resist the pull to feed off of Ana. It wasn’t a picnic for him. The temptation felt so overwhelming and that was what sat upfront in his focus as he entered his rooms. His mind ran over every tiny detail from the red glow of her beast staring back at him, the sound of her eager excitement, and the feel of her taking a part of him. He wanted m
George walked back to his rooms after a meeting with his staff for the day. Nothing so far beyond the accident and other investigations appeared suspicious in any way. He couldn’t study the vehicle today since Ana needed to go to a social event. The Druid ambassador announced they’d host a gathering to celebrate the first successful sitting of the Ruling Council. George tried before his meeting to persuade Ana to let him stay behind and look over the remains of the vehicle. She insisted she must go, and she would not go with Maximus, as she feared he would say or do something that might expose the discontent with the Vampiric delegation. Now here he was dressing to take her to this event, and he knew it would become a lesson in humiliation for him. George’s rank within the Royal Guard would most likely place him as the lowest ranking official there. With no title or power of his own. Add to that, he was a guard an
They arrived at the event, though they had to use a different vehicle from the small pool of vehicles they had. George assisted Adriana from the vehicle. He could feel her nervousness from riding in a vehicle so soon after the accident and George prayed, she could keep herself together for the few hours they’d be here. “You’re sure you want to attend this event? I’m sure they’d understand your situation.” Adriana straightened her sapphire blue gown and fox fur stole after she stepped from the vehicle. Her hand finally gently touched her hair to ensure it was still neatly in place. Adriana sighed, tired of all the arguing over this specific subject. This was only one of many social gatherings she’d be forced to attend. “George, I’m sick of arguing. I’ve been arguing with Maximus and yourself for hours now. I’m fine, and this is important.” “I feel like I’m a terrible choice for this evening’s events.” George tried
Ana watched George from the corner of her eye. So far, he’d stayed back and observed. She didn’t need anyone to fight her battles, and it didn’t matter if those battles were political or physical. This was absolutely not acceptable. The female representatives weren’t so bad, but the males. The males appeared threatened by females. Ana wasn’t the only female having issue or taking issue about this issue. “Sir, while I appreciate your condolences and offers of assistance. I would like to clarify that I have never presented myself as a damsel in distress at any point. That is a narrative created by others to try to limit my abilities because they perceive me as a threat. I, on the other hand, couldn’t care less about their narratives and I will continue on as I have been. The emperor chose to send me here because I am the daughter who can say no to him. Think about that for a moment. I’ve told the Blood Demon no and I’m still standing here.”
Franco finally found himself alone. This was something that rarely happened. He’d lost his rights to privacy when he’d foolishly followed his mistaken belief. Franco believed at one time only he knew how to rule the Vampiric Empire and carved a bloody trail through every single province that existed. He’d betrayed friends and family to achieve this and ended up with a life partner he despised and would never trust. Franco didn’t know what to do with himself. This time occurred so rarely, he didn’t know what to do. He felt he needed to do something. Then he saw the new post on his desk. Edger already opened and read it. Now Franco only had to read it and the response Edger composed. If all went well, Franco would sign and seal it. This filled several hours in most days. His life was a revolving schedule that randomly switched up to avoid becoming a target for an enemy. Franco stopped beside his desk and saw Adriana’s signature on th
Please Note: If you hate the idea of it never happened that way or a cliffhanger ending. Please don’t read past Chapter 153. Ragnar, you can’t do this. I know the timeline is altered and I understand it could have devastating consequences. But we can’t go around using magic to change things back the way they should have been. I’m sure things have changed like this before, and you didn’t do anything then.” “It’s out of my hands. The Dragon Council is sitting right now discussing this issue. I’ve got no say in it beyond my report. If they feel everything that’s happened must be changed, then that’s what will happen. It’s a last resort. But Maximus Lioness isn’t the vampire who should have that name. Something went wrong there, and that’s just one problem with the timeline, as you call it, is wrong. Adriana and George shouldn’t be in the positions they are in. All the things that happened to Adriana weren’t supposed to happen. Her mother shouldn’t be h
North American Ruling Council - Two Weeks Later Ana walked the halls again of the NARC Headquarters, doing her thing. The meetings did not differ from they’d been before. Her plans were falling into place. Her father was pleased and Caun finally could do his original job before easing into his position as a titled royal. The talk around the building didn’t stop with creatures awake at all hours of the day and night. From wild affairs to several battle royale, Ana was busy catching and keeping up with it all. She’d already been requested to assist with preventing a war from breaking out between the Nanaue, a Hawaiian shifter race of sharks, and the Merfolk, mermaids, and mermen. Fun times for all, as there are more than enough sharp teeth and injured pride to go around. This wouldn’t be a simple mediation, and Ana craved the challenge. The Dragon Ambassador did something. Ana suspected magic, because when she retur
Four Days Later - Meeting About the Future Ana woke that evening to find Caun wasn’t beside her, which was odd. When she found him, which took some effort, he was in Tatiana’s night garden exploring it with several of their guards. She had to ask several people to track him down. “Caun, what’s the matter? Why are you here?” “Oh, good evening, love. I was speaking to your father and the attacks on Tatiana came up in our conversation. You were still asleep, and I didn’t want to interrupt you. While we were talking, your father said that no one could tell me how her attackers from the first incident entered here. Since we have several excellent investigators as our guards, I thought we’d take a look around to see if we could find something that could explain how, if not, who did this.”“Oh, good grief I can understand my father not asking me how she pulled this foolishness off, but Caun I’m surprised you didn’t ask me.” That had Caun
Caun stood in line with the last of the guests filing through past him. He’d lost count of the hundreds of hands he shook. There were guards everywhere, and it made him uncomfortable, be he as George, who he still identified as, belonged with them. He kept his eye on his mate and marvelled at how she pretended not to be bored and uncomfortable with the many comments on her unique dress. The side-eye glances and the judgemental glares. It would be a difficult and busy evening. Caun hoped things would get better from here on out. That they’d be busy enough that she wouldn’t be able to brood or her the courtier’s opinion on anything.“So far, so well, this evening. Let’s see how far we can go with no scenes with any of the superficial fools who think they are powerful people.” He whispered this into Ana’s ear. It was a joke, because no matter what he said to Ana, she wouldn’t believe him. She now was a secretly powerful person. “We’ll see the night is sadly still young
Evening of the Celebration of the Life Partner Pairing Adriana thought it was crazy to see the clothing laid out for Caun and her. She’d never seen Caun every in such regalia and her own unique sense of fashion so intricately woven into the more traditional garb of a formal event. Instead of a full-length gown with sashes, ruffles, and silk flowers enveloping it. Ana wore a full dress with a closed slit up the front of the gown. Beneath it, she wore a pair of trousers and boots. Her bodice was a beauty with false draping that allowed her to wear a short, cropped jacket that Matched Caun’s jacket only it was far shorter. It was feminine, but allowed her to show her rank as the Vampiric Ambassador and a soldier within her father’s military. Which pleased her greatly because it meant her skills weren’t a dirty secret or an embarrassment to her father. Ana’s lady’s maid didn’t have a comment or criticism about anything she assisted Ana
Ana could see the sigh of relief at her words in the way her father relaxed and Eva, too. As if even this setting didn’t quite keep her father’s anxiety at bay and Eva somehow shared in it. Could she really be supporting this?Ana couldn’t see how this would be in her best interest to let this happen. If she even pretended to go along with it and encourage it, then Ana could, too. “I am relieved to hear you say this. Eva has been pressuring me to get this done before we celebrate anything because she doesn’t want there to be any miscommunication between us. I admit I agree with her. There’s been too many things keeping me from being fully in your life and now with most of that gone, I hope you will accept my attempts at rectifying that.” Her father stood up at saying this. “Come here. There’s one thing I’ve missed since you could talk.” Ana frowned because she wasn’t sure what he was speaking about and took a step back.
Ana couldn’t help it. When they entered the private well-lit moon garden of the Vampiric Emperor, she had to marvel at the artistry of it’s many curated garden paths. It was like a maze laid out before her and put Tatiana’s garden to shame. Here her father could find a little quiet solitude away from the prying eyes of his courtiers and guards alike and he guarded that privacy as if it were more precious than gold itself. She held onto Caun’s arm as they entered the space and stepped down toward the pathway Edger used to lead them to her father. The gravel that made up the surface of the path crunched softly under their feet as they followed. The sounds of night birds in the trees floated down to them as a few random lightning bugs flitted between the trees, and the space looked like someone had infused it with a sweet healing magic that was full of warmth and gentleness.“I have to say I like your father’s choice of private spaces. Between this and
Edger did return after they’d relaxed a little and changed. Ana still couldn’t help it. When she discovered the clothing, her father had commissioned for her, she’d stopped dead in her tracks in disbelief. Her new lady’s maid gave her a note written in her father’s handwriting which spoke volumes that he’d not dictated it to someone. He’d taken the time to write to her. Ana knew that wasn’t a normal relationship between child and parent, but they weren’t exactly normal people. [Adriana love, this note is to ensure you understand that situations of safety and security forced my hand to do and say things I never wanted to say to my daughter. You aren’t hidden or an embarrassment to me. I am relieved to have proven you are my daughter. Your mother tied my hands when it came to raising you, but I kept eyes on you at all times. Your life partner and you will find I’ve arranged for clothing for you in the tastes you are comfortable in, with a touch of nob
Ana entered the suite first, followed by Caun and finally Edger. A smartly dressed couple stood there waiting for them. They weren’t in the royal livery, though they clearly wore a livery. It wasn’t unusual in the days before Adriana’s birth for other leaders to have their servants in their own livery. There were a few these days, but many were no longer used since the houses no longer existed. “The Emperor took it upon himself to outfit your servants in your personal livery. This is Jacque and Rachel. They will ace as your personal maid and valet.”Ana nodded at them in recognition. These were people her father hired for them, and that was fine. They knew enough not to say anything suspicious in front of them. The pair curtseyed and Ana dismissed them. “We’ll speak later. I’m sure you have plenty to keep you busy. Are my weapons going to be a problem for her Edger?”“No, Princess, she has received training to look after, maintain, and store your weapons appropriately should the need