Chapter 1:
Lucas’s P.O.V:
I traced one finger down the arch of her slender neck, her blonde hair spilled around her like a halo.
She arched up at my touch, her greedy eyes following my lips, down my throat. She went to raise her head, try and steal a kiss from me, but I stopped her with my hand around her throat. She needed to know that I was the one who called the shots here.
“Not so fast, kitty.” I whispered in her ears as I bent down to bite her neck and then licked at the sensual hurt, making her whimper.
The scent of her arousal was thick in the air and it was making my wolf rise to the front of my consciousness. I knew my eyes had turned topaz when I heard her gasp, both in wonder and a tiny bit of fear.
Good.
I used one hand to lift her back off the bed the slightest bit as my other hand travelled down her body, finding the strap of her bra and unhooking the material. I ripped
Chapter 2:Lucas’s P.O.V:As soon as the sunrays hit the sky, Damien had teleported us back to his castle where a bunch of vampires were already sweeping blood off the floor.I blinked back the dark spots in my vision a few times to clear my sight and fought back the bile rising up my throat. Why the fuck did teleportation feel like shit? But I shook it off as best as I could. I couldn’t be found disoriented inside enemy lands.We seemed to be on the outskirts of some kind of a garden that, to be honest, looked really beautiful. The lawns were all manicured and trimmed, not like the wild of the forest where nature could grow at its own pace and it did agitate my wolf a bit, but it’s not like I’m going to be living here forever. Trim and proper were for vampires; wolves preferred untamed nature.The vampires that had gathered around the spot of blood on the ground all froze and turned to look
Lucas’s P.O.VThe doors to the court room sprung open as soon as Damien and I came to stand in front of it. In true Royal fashion, the guards held up their swords and let us through the door. If I wasn’t seeing this right now, I would never have believed it if someone told me Damien Vandolff was an old fashioned man despite having all the latest technology at his fingertips.The court room looked more like a throne room with a huge ass gold throne at the farthest corner and several other, smaller gold chairs arranged on either side of the throne in straight lines. There was a humongous chandelier hanging from the dome shaped ceiling that seemed to be the only source of electricity in the room. There were however, several candle stands spread all over the room with lit candles, providing the room with a medieval era vibe.All the people who had been sitting on the gold chairs stood at once upon seeing Damien approach. Damien made his
Rosanna’s P.O.V:“Come on! Come on, ladies!” I yelled down at my crew as they loaded in several heavy barrels. “Faster people! There’s a storm coming and I don’t want my ass getting wet in this bloody storm. Get all the supplies you need and hop the fuck on!”If the sky had been this freaking red at night, it wouldn’t have been a problem, but at nine in the morning? Nope. That was clear sign of trouble. We needed to pack up here so we could get back to base and settle in before the storm hits. Any other day, I would’ve preferred to fight the tides head on, but soggy bread isn’t as fun to have at the dinner table.“Oh, come on!” Carig, one of my senior crew members complained. “We get to load heavy ass barrels of supplies while the newbie gets to sit back and relax? Why can’t she be down here loading barrels with us?”I raised an eyebrow. “She&r
Lucas’s P.O.V“In a country of nearly ten million square kilometers and fifty divisions, not to mention all the neighboring countries that we could go to in search of two people, can you please explain to me why we’re standing at New York port, trying to catch a ship to nowhere?” I asked Damien exasperated.As soon as the Court Session had adjourned, Damien had once again dragged me off to his room when he’d packed his bags and then taken me back to my pack so I could take care of some last minute pack business as well as pack my bags and then he’d once again teleported us to the docks where we were now awaiting our ship for departure. Honestly, I wasn’t complaining about all the teleportation; saved us a hell lot of time as well as money. What I do have a problem with was being dragged around like lost puppy while Damien called all the shots.“Do you think if they’d been hiding somewhere on
Trisha’s P.O.VI ran after Lucinda to the room where all the children were staying for the night. I vaguely had the realization that Rosanna was following behind me. But she wasn’t my primary concern right now, it was Neema.He was having a vision. And he was having it in the middle of a hoard of children who had no idea what to do or what to expect.I used my vampire speed to reach the room and as I’d expected, all the kids were standing in a circle around Neema, watching in horror as he convulsed on the floor while some of the teens who had been brave enough were sitting by his side, holding him down as his body thrashed around wildly.“Neema!” I called out before I reached him, the crowd parting to make way for me.As I’d expected, his eyes had rolled back in his head and when I touched his skin, it was ice cold. “How long has he been like this?”“Ab-bout seven minutes
Trisha’s P.O.VI stared at the two men standing on the lower deck, surrounded by Rosanna’s men.My eyes drifted to Lucas first, because he seemed to be the one who looked slightly different from before…and maybe because I was trying to avoid looking at Damien for as long as I could.Lucas had grown out his hair so that it now reached his shoulders. He also seemed to have gotten a tan, but still there was a familiarity to him that I was used to. All this time apart and he still managed to give me a smile without the hint of any shadows from the past. I smiled back nervously, not knowing why he was here in the first place. Last night, Neema had said that he was coming, not they. And yet, here they were, both men that I had thought I had outrun almost a year ago.“I presume you have a good reason to be here, King Damien Vandolff and Alpha Lucas Donovan?” Rosanna‘s voice was calm and yet
Chapter 8:Trisha’s P.O.VIt took a while for his words to register, but when it did, I was about ready to strangle him to death myself.“You’re planning on going to the Elder’s Court?” I asked even though I already knew the answer. “Do you really want to die that badly?”“I’m afraid I’d be dead either way.” Damien gave me a sarcastic smile. “Might as well go down trying.”“You think this is funny?” I asked through gritted teeth, trying to put up an angry front so that Damien wouldn’t know what was going on inside me. “You’re putting the entire race’s future on the line here! Everyone in the land looks up to you; trusts you to protect them! What happens to all those people? What happens to all the centuries that you’ve ruled over them with promises of a better future?” What happens to me
Trisha’s P.O.V“So, how did it go for the two of you?” Rosanna asked as she unboxed another fancy wine bottle from one of the boxes that Damien had brought along with him as a peace offering.“Fine.” I told her curtly, my mind full of dread for the future. Damien and I had arrived back on the Shelter later in the evening where everyone had pretty much assumed that we wouldn’t return at all.According to some of the Shelter’s gossip vines, Lucas had thrown a tantrum at having been left behind and Rosanna had pretty much sulked all day until Neema had reassured her that I was coming back. But Damien had brought in enough rations with him so that Rosanna and her crew could spend the winter months in comfort without having to eat canned soups and stale bread. The wine had been an instant hit and so had the fresh meats and fruits. As a result, Rose had declared that we’d be having a feast tonight, in ho
Trisha’s P.O.VEverything is a lie.My life, my love…everything.I couldn’t tell the difference between reality and dreams and the more I thought, the more my head pounded, making me feel sick to my stomach.This wasn’t the first time that my life had turned upside down within a moment’s notice. But this was the first time in my life I wanted to question whatever divine power ruled the universe…why did they keep me alive?My entire town in the countryside had been slaughtered. No one had been left alive as the werewolves shred through the populace, splattering blood and guts on the walls and ending precious lives one by one like it didn’t mean anything. My precious little boy, my David, as well as my husband and my mother…they had all died a painful death as the wolves entered out house, breaking through concrete and used their sharp claws and fangs to rip everyone to shreds. I cle
Trisha’s P.O.V“Damnit!” I threw aside another book that had a promising title but did not have what I needed!I needed scandals and dirt on the Elders, not flowery words and love poems on their beauty! So yes, I was pissed off enough to throw around books that had hundreds of years of history, but I wasn’t a monster, so I instantly regretted my decision and ran after said book, picking it up from the floor and properly keeping them back in place after making sure I hadn't made any damages.So far the only thing I had gathered was that the Council consisted of four members, three men and one woman. They were considered over ten thousand years in age and they were certainly not the first vampires, but…the last of the first? And there was more misinformation about the Elders than information, because the records kept varying from one data to another.So not only was I angry, I was frustrated and exhausted and
Trisha’s P.O.V“Hey, champ!” I called out to Neema, watching him sitting on his bed, bent over his notebook in concentration. “What are you up to?”“Hi, mommy!” Neema gave me a sleepy smile, but rubbed his eyes to drive the sleep away. “I was doing my homework.”“Homework? What subject?” I went to sit on his bed as he made room for me.“Math.” He showed me what he was working on. “The teacher said I need to finish by tomorrow, but I’m sleepy.”“Really?” I raised my eyebrows at his sheepish smile. “Who was it that stayed past their bedtime again?”“Sorry.” He wrapped an arm around my waist and placed his head on my chest, holding on to me tightly. “But it was your and Damien’s wedding! I couldn’t miss it!”Smiling, I wrapped my arms around my precious boy. “Ne
Trisha’s P.O.V“Someone’s had a lot of fun last night?” I smirked at Rosanna as she entered the cafeteria late in the afternoon, having skipped breakfast. “It’s almost lunch time.”“Fuck you!” She groaned, fixing her messy hair into a bun, revealing the love bites on her neck.“I think you already did that…with Lucas.” I laughed at her sour look.“Bitch! If you didn’t have vampire healing, I’d like to see how you would fair, Mrs. Vampire Queen.” Rose glared at me. “Where’s the hubby? Aren’t newlyweds like, attached to the hip or something?”“He went back to his castle to gather Intel.” I shrugged, taking a sip of my coffee. I had been working all morning and I needed caffeine to keep me going. “This newlywed couple has a sword hanging on top of their heads.”“Yeah…I kno
Trisha’s P.O.VThat night, Damien and I held our reception in the ship’s deck with everyone on deck having the time of their lives as we celebrated our union. Lucas and Rose seemed to be enjoying themselves a bit too much and it did raise some eyebrows, but in a good way.If Rose and Lucas decide to be together, I would be really happy for them. They had both been through a lot in their lives and they deserved their happiness.Neema seemed ecstatic as he danced away with the crew, so much so that I almost missed his bedtime. But I guess, skipping bedtime for one day wouldn’t hurt, right? This was further from the calm before the storm. This was us coming together to celebrate one small victory. And even though I was a bit worried about the amount of pastries he had consumed today and skipped his bedtime, I was willing to let it slide just this once.It was a beautiful star filled night and the ocean was quiet for the mos
Trisha’s P.O.VI walked out of the room with my father, Lucas and Rose following behind us, but they separated from us as we neared the altar.The music was light and the entire hall was filled with the scent of fragrant flowers. White roses were used as decoration, but within the purity of the white, I spotted the dark velvet petals of the black roses. However, behind the altar, there was a humongous garland made completely of black roses and it was just magnificent.Candles illuminated the room along with the electric chandeliers; it was a mix of the old and the new. I think it was a harmonious match, just like Damien and me. He was over nine centuries old while I was only two. Vampires didn’t count years as humans did and I had long since understood that passage of time for us was far different, but somewhere deep in my heart, the heart that had once been human, told me in a wondrous whisper that Damien might just have waited for
Trisha’s P.O.VI stared at the mirror across the room, unable to recognize the woman staring back at me.Damien had kept his promise. He was giving me everything I had always wanted. A grand wedding at the castle with only the staff and close friends in attendance. And a wedding dress that would be the source of envy for many a woman.The dress was pure white with a boat neck and fit bodice, but the bottom half was a flared skirt with the most gorgeous pearl embroidery I had ever seen. The sleeves were full and it was embroidered the same, with real pearls and even though there was so much decoration, the fabric was soft and breathable. The person who had done my makeup had told me that this was all Damien’s special request and that he had ordered it half a year ago. I had no idea what to feel after knowing that Damien had been planning for this way ahead of time.My stylist had even changed my hair by removing the black dye a
Trisha’s P.O.V“Damien wh-?”The world was engulfed in darkness for a few seconds and then, we were no longer inside the jungle and the ruins of the Avestenin castle. The room Damien had taken me into was dark as well and before my night vision could kick in, I saw tiny flames flicker to life.Candles. There were hundreds of them all around the room and once all of them were lit up, I found myself in a fairytale. A huge chandelier hung from the ceiling and the crystals scattered the light of the candles in all directions making it look like fractured starlight on the walls. There was a huge bed in the middle of the room and the windows were draped with blood red silk curtains. There wasn’t much furniture in the room except for the bed, a large closet and a vanity, but it was spacious and beautiful. Since the curtains were drawn, I couldn’t see outside and also because wherever we were, it was night time; but I heard
Trisha’s P.O.VRose and I joined Damien and Lucas on the table and Rose motioned for Rissa, the woman in charge of the Kitchen, to bring out our food.I was given a bag of blood along with a small bowl of beef stew and rice, while Damien was just given a bag of blood and a suspicious look. I gave Rissa a disappointed glance, but Damien shook his head, accepting the blood without complaints.“So? Any progress with the expedition?” Rose asked outright, getting straight to the point. “You didn’t immediately teleport back, so I’m assuming you had some form of success.”Damien nodded, taking a sip of his blood. “I found the castle. There was a fountain in the courtyard with the statue of a baby angel. It was made completely of jade, that’s why I remembered it. Turns out, that statue is still in pristine condition.”“And the castle?” I asked, a sliver of hope bloomin