I never wanted children.
I just. I guess I just wasn’t interested.
Colleagues’ children were lovely. Plus, I got to give them back.
I was busy making a name for myself.
He was busy...well. Making babies with everyone but me as it turns out.
I choked back a sob.
Dr Vanum had told me I was potentially perimenopausal. The idea of children hadn’t even crossed my mind; I was just so relieved I wasn’t going insane.
Where the fuck is that infernal thing?! Why is someone calling me at two in the morning?! Who is calling me?! I didn’t recognise the number. Odd. “Hello?” “Is this – Is this, er, Rasmus?” a woman asked “Yes. Who is this?” “Oh!” she sniffed; was she upset? “Mr Rasmus – I – It's Ms Kirk!” “Leda?!” I interjected “What’s happened? Is she all right?!” I hauled myself out of bed and started throwing clothes on. “It’s Stefanie – the, er – the nurse from the hospital. I heard screaming. I heard Leda screaming.” She started to sob. Fuck. “Stefanie? Stefanie? Can you tell me why she was screaming? Why have you called me? Is everything all right?” I tried to keep my tone calm and even, but no one calls someone crying in the middle of the night because everything is fine. I should have installed someone there! “I thought – I thought she was having a nightmare. I – I called you because she asked me to. I went in to see what was happening. T- to see if I could wake her. But-"
I was barely keeping it together. I was vaguely aware that Seb had taken me from the hospital. The blanket had unravelled somewhat as we'd dropped from the window but Sebastien had still managed to keep me rolled up like a corpse enough to ram me into the back of a car and hightail it out of London. At least, I assume we had. I do know it was dark and we were surrounded by trees when he pulled over. "Did you miss me?" He'd sneered from the driver's seat. "Like a fucking hole in the head, you lunatic! Take me back, now!" "Oh no, you're not going anywhere until I get what's mine!" "What are you on about?!" It was when he unzipped his trousers with one hand whilst reaching back and grabbing hold of my throat to drag me over him that I worked out what he meant. I'd screamed so loudly down his ear, I'd nearly deafened myself. He'd slammed my head into the window and continued driving. So I surmise, because when I woke he was hovering over me in the back of the car. The blanket
Don’t panic Rasmus. I muttered in my head over and over. Since Brandt had uttered those words, I could feel my breathing start to seize...I reminded myself that I don’t need to breathe. It’s not that bad, it’s not that bad. My eyes flicked to Lars who was bent over Leda, checking her over. At least he’s with her. I might be useless – again – right now, but at least she’s got someone in her corner. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve let Leda down. Brandt was chuntering on at me. Rambling like a maniac; I tried to tune him out and focus on trying to burn this poison out of my system. It doesn’t seem to be having the impact I thought it would... I can wiggle my toes now. This cunt. How much did he use to paralyse my people?! My friends?! I tried, and failed, to clench my jaw – I could feel the rage burning through me as I failed to tune him out. “I’ve seen how you look at her” he sneered “You’re nothing but a love-struck fool!” He kicked me in the knee, somehow, I
“My Lady!” Violet ran into my room uninvited. I swiftly pulled my fingers out from my waistband and tried to banish all thoughts of Magnus’ magnificent moustache from my mind. “WHAT is the meaning of this?!” “My Lady! I am sorry to disturb you but Lord Brandt has returned.” I sat up, Violet was wringing her hands together, twisting her fingers so hard they looked as though they may break. “Sebastien has returned? Since when?” “I - I don’t know My Lady. I didn’t see him arrive. I was by the throne room-” “Get to the point girl!” I snapped. I was still picturing how Magnus’ moustache would look fluttering between my legs. “Uh - there - there was a loud commotion My Lady. Lots of shouting and screaming. I peered in and Lord Lyksborg was there...” Shit. Lyksborg and Sebastien. I bet fucking Adelaide Knox is also involved, somehow. Stupid bitch. The doors are smashed, My Lady... General Magnus went in and I thought he would deal with it, but...” “But?!” “There
Lars! Lars isn’t moving! I sent him to help Rasmus and now he’s dead! I don’t know what to do. I want to run over and beat Seb to within an inch of his life, but my limbs ache to the point of agony and don’t respond to my brain signals. Tears run down my cheeks, my throat burns, and my heart aches so much I feel sick with it. Seb viciously boots Rasmus in the face, so hard that Lars slips from his lap as Rasmus travels ten feet across the floor. A sob breaks free from my throat as Lars settles on the ground, where Rasmus had caught him and stills. The dagger still sticking out from his chest, where Seb drove it in.
Bmm. Bmm. Bm. Bm. B. Brandt’s heart throbs its last in my hand. His eyes had widened in shock as my claws penetrated his chest. He’d grabbed hold of my arm but we both knew it was too late. My fingers had found his Stygian organ and wrapped themselves around it of their own accord. I’d yanked my arm back, leaving a gaping wound in his chest, just as Carlotta had started her caterwauling.
“There’s nothing I can do Rasmus.”I punch the mattress in response. Nam ignores my outburst.“Dr Salvador was right – it is terminal. Perhaps there *is* something you could do for her though?” Nam asks me, pointedly.I sigh and shake my head. “She’s staunchly against the idea.”“Ras!” Lise interjects from where she’s sitting on the bed, stroking Leda’s hair.“I - we’ve already lost Lars!” Lise is nigh on hysterical. “We can’t lose Leda too
“My feelings weren’t in jest anymore.” I wasn’t really expecting to wake up to a tearful Lise confessing. Then again, I’m not sure I was expecting to wake up. I knew there was something going on between Lars and Lise though! The way he watched her all the time; looking to her for approval. The way she smiled whenever he was mentioned in conversation; or the way that smile got bigger when he entered the room. Did they waste all that time wondering if the other felt the same way? I take a deep breath in. No wonder Lise is tearful. I try to soothe her, but I know that nothing is going to fill the emptiness Lars’ death has left in her life. I enjoyed the sensations of cuddling with them both, until Lise mentioned becoming a vampire. I would have been annoyed but I was more intrigued by her ‘queen’ comment. What does that even mean? It must mean something because I feel Rasmus physically cringe as the word leaves her lips. Then she gets up. I might have just woken up bu
(THIS CHAPTER TAKES PLACE TWELVE YEARS AFTER CHAPTER 61) LEDA POV Rasmus calmly walks through the door to the suite, and I look at him, annoyed. “Why do I let you do this to me?!” I huff, as I bounce on a medicine ball. He grins “Mmm.” He pretends to consider the question as he stalks over to me “Because you love me” he announces confidently. He places his hands on my cheeks and turns my head up towards him; pecking me gently on the lips. I narrow my eyes at him, as he saunters back over to the other side of the room. He looks back at me, notices the look on my face, and gives me a smug, triumphant grin. “Less and less by the second” I tell him, bouncing harder He laughs “Funny. I seem to remember you saying something awfully similar last time.” he settles on the armchair’s arm. I flinch as a pang hits me and I grip hold of the back of the dresser chair next to me. “Breathe, min lille tærtebund, breathe.” Rasmus looks worried, but I grin – well, probably more gr
RASMUS POV Ten years. It passed in the blink of an eye. Leda took to the role of queen like a duck to water, not that anyone but her ever had any doubt. She still hasn't opened her own bakery and she's still got an unhealthy obsession with Greggs pastries. She took her knowledge and skills from the university and got a degree in psychology. She's been helping with those vampires who struggle with their rebirth. She's still the most perfect creature in existence. The biggest obstacle we've had to overcome has been the 'council'. Because Leda was right, of course. Some of the council ‘men’ – I sneer at the thought – seemed to assume that Leda would be a queen similar to Carlotta. It started with inappropriate comments. I thought I’d shut them down well enough but then Orm decided to corner Leda after a meeting. I grit my teeth as I walk along.
The two of us remain silent. A hush descends over the crowd. “King Rasmus.” Harald addresses me directly before turning to Leda “Adelaide” he smiles indulgently as she scrunches her nose up. “Will you take Adelaide to be your wife? Will you take King Rasmus to be your husband? Will you love each other, comfort each other honour and protect each other, and, forsaking all others, be faithful to each other as long as you both shall live?” “We will” Leda and I respond simultaneously. I catch Leda smile at me from the corner of my eye and I reach out to squeeze her hand. Harald coughs and I retract my hand quickly. He nods. The crowd titters. “I understand you have your own vows? King Rasmus if you would like to read yours first?” I take a deep breath and turn to look at Leda. She smiles at me and reaches out to hold my hand. Harald coughs and she tuts at him, shooting him a glare. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head with a smile; giving up, just like that! “Leda” I whisper. She squ
I wanted to surprise Leda. I’m not sure if the new law was the way to go about it. She just looks... confused. “Come.” I tell her “I have one more surprise for you.” I just hope she’s less confused about this next surprise. I lead her through the castle corridors to the royal suite – it's been completely redone since Carlotta’s death. It was one of the first things I did – try to rid the place of any and all Danneskiold stains. “Did you... did you enact that law for me?” Leda suddenly asks. “I did. Well, with you in mind. Nothing will ever take away what I did to you, Leda.” I sigh “But also, Carlotta forced people to turn – I can’t conscience that. I don’t know what I was thinking when I did it to you, but I –” “Thank you” she interrupts and takes my hand. I smile down at her, squeezing her hand gently. We reach the suite and I open the door and step aside, so Leda can enter first. She steps in and I hear her short intake of breath as she looks around. Ca
It’s been eighteen months and Rasmus has finally given in. Today he will officially be crowned king in a big ceremony with loads of droning ‘councilmen’ who think they know best because they voted him in. Even though he was born to the role and has been doing a better job of it than anyone else for almost three hundred years. I told him to let them have their time and then pass a law disbanding them. He looked at me like I had six heads. I still think it’s a good idea considering how much stress they’ve caused him. I’m about to knock on the door, I know he’s practising some speech but... I just want to see him. “Are you sure about this Ras?” “Yes. I have to make a stand. Leda suggested I just disband them all; I think this is better.” I swear I hear Torstein shrug. “Maybe you should ask Leda?” Lise is in there too!? “Huh?” I choose that moment to push open the door “Ask Leda what?” “We’ll let Rasmus explain!” Lise quickly squeaks, then grabs hold of Torstein
She impales herself on my cock.Fuck. She’s intense – I need to keep it together.Leda places her knees either side of my thighs and hooks her feet back over my legs. Proceeding to rock back and forth, my eyes roll back in my head.Fuck! I sit forward, taking a nipple into my mouth and nipping it gently. She moans in pleasure which spurs me on; I take the second nipple into my mouth as I grip her hips, holding her against me as she rocks.
I pull on his hair, tugging him back up toward me. He obliges, and our lips meet in another fiery kiss. This time, I manage to hook my toes over his waistband and tug down his trousers and boxers in one go. His cock bounces free. I look down in anticipation and am momentarily stunned. A good 1.5 inches thick, his cock is oozing precum already. Standing to attention, it’s about seven inches long – verging on too big. I swallow. This is mine now. I grin and lick my lips. Rasmus smiles at me indulgently, as he reaches over to the bedside table. “What are you doing?” “Uh... I put these here a while back...” he mutters sheepishly as he pulls out some condoms. “Condoms?” He looks at me, eyebrow raised “I know I admitted to being a prick, Leda, but I’m not completely irresponsible.” “I - I guess I never thought about it.” I mutter. Suddenly feeling a bit ill about all the unprotected sex I had with Sebastien. Rasmus notices my change in mood “Leda? Are you OK? Would
I broke the kiss. We were both breathing heavily. As soon as I broke away from him, I wanted, no, I needed his lips back on mine. Where they belonged. Instead, I opened my stupid mouth. “I’ve got an idea.” “Mmm?” Rasmus moved back slightly; giving me space to speak and again, I wondered why I’d broken the kiss. Neither of us need to breathe now. We could have just stayed like that forever. “Maybe you could use that vampire super power of yours and take off all my clothes?” I whispered to him, reaching out to take hold of the collar of his top and pull his face back to mine. I thought I was being coquettish, but it doesn’t have the desired effect. Rasmus takes a step away from me. Definitely not what I was going for. “My vampire superpower? I... I don’t understand?” “I thought you could... y’know... use it to, er, spice things up?” I try again “Maybe? No?” He just looks so utterly confused. It’s kind of adorable but that’s not what I’m looking for right now
I’m enjoying the back and forth between us. It feels like this is how it’s supposed to be. I force myself to ask her on a date whilst we’re both stuck in the car – I have to ask and she has to answer. “You want to get food?” she asks “There’s a place I found; I want to see what you think of it.” “OK” she shrugs “I could eat.” I turn off the main road toward the manor and circle back on ourselves, back into London. “Where are we going?” “Surprise” I grin She arches an eyebrow “A good surprise?” “Yes Leda, a good one.” I sigh. I probably deserve that. She sticks her tongue out at me and I resist the urge to turn and bite it. *** I pull up on the side of a little street. Leda looks around confused “Are we still in London?” “Yep.” I smile at her. “It’s a little off the beaten path...” “You're not taking me to a local place for local people, are you?” I laughed and got out of the car. Before I’d gotten round to her side to open the door, she was a