Just like it was before, dripping my blood on the jeweled dagger. Janice drops it in the bowel with the other contents. She stirs and places the mixture on her finger, marking the ground with more symbols. "I get that we are all about the blood. I do, but why does everything require it. It's boring now" Everyone ignores Arlo's opinion as usual.
"Ready when you are, your highness" Janice walks passed placing an encouraging hand on my arm. I guess it's the moment we've all been waiting for. Holding my breat, I place my hand in the centre lock. The chains start retracting. The sound of gears turning and metal scraping only adds to the tension.
The doors slides open. There he lies, like an angel, serene and beautiful. I walk to his form lying on a stone table. My hand glides over him. For the smallest moment, I forget the hurt and pain. The pull to him is so strong. I fight it and focus on what needs to be done.
I hold my bleeding wrist above his mout
"You look just like her, my mother"I drag him out of the room. "What on earth are you talking about?" I ask crossing my arms. "You wanted answers" He shrugs. "I need more than that, I'm not in the mood for your games" He takes my hand in his just like old times "Well the girl in there is my decendant"What now? "That makes no sense, She smells human. If you managed to beat the odds and impregnate another, then there would be nothing human about it. You were never changed. You were born this way, so was your mother and your grandmother."That fucking grin ...."Exactly my love, Unless I got a human pregnant" I take my hand out of his remembering my vow to not let him touch me. "I think your long rest has muddled your mind, that's impossible. We can only have children under an alignment with our own kind and even then it's rare unless you carry the Mark of the Queen"He turns to walk away, oh no you don't. I grab his arm "On one of my m
"Take Helena away from here, do not tell me where you are going. There's a vial of blood in my room, Drink it. You'll be able to go out in the sun. Move fast" I reach out to Arlo mentally. He replies to my mind with an image of a thumbs up emoji.I launch myself on top of my maker. In an attempt to halt him. The longer I'm in his presence, the more obedient my mark grows and betrays me. I'm trying to hit, bite and even scratch him. The mark is spreading over him shielding my attacks. He continues walking with me on his back.We stop in front of Arlo and Helena trying to make their escape. Arlo steps in front of her but Thorne grabs his throat and throws him away. I pry myself from his back and step in front of Him. His eyes are red and snake like."ENOUGH! You will step aside. You will obey me" Shit. I follow his instructions. As I'm trying to break the sire bonded command. He focuses his gaze on a shocked Helena"You are my progeny, and the
We reach the end of the road. There's nothing at the end of it, Just vast landscape. "Nothings here, I expected to see houses made out of trees, cats and green people" Right on cue, Dante slaps the back of Arlo's head. It surprises me he doesn't have a hand printed dent in it."Children" Janice mumbles. "My young companions, we are indeed here" The twins stare at Thorne confused. Janice clutches my hand, she steps forward and a town appears before us. "That's kinda badass" Dante says. Janice and her snippy attitude turns to the twins "You didn't expect a place full of magic to be out on display for a human to stumble into. You boys have so much to learn."I have to admit I'm glad we finally made it here. As much as I love Arlo. I think I speak for the group, when I say. I don't think I can cope with him singing another song that has the word magic or spell in it. "Ah marvellous a tavern" Thorne points to a crooked stone building with a sign hanging over the d
We all walk, making our way back to The Crossroads, in silence. Yes, even Arlo. Shocked by the oracles revelations and feeling a bit despondent. No plan and no idea what to do next. Where do we even go from here?I'm going to turn human. I can't remember my human life. The notion of my fate, is so foreign to me. 500 years a vampire. Not just any vampire but the vampire queen. Unimaginable power and abilities. I'm struggling to adjust to my new standard vampire form.As if he reads my thoughts, no doubt he did. Thorne stops me and places a hand on my shoulder. "It will all be well my love, I will turn you again" I nod, not really paying attention to him.We arrive at The Crossroads, in the centre. Looking at each of the paths ahead of us. Then it hits me like a bus. 'I will turn you again'. I feel repulsed at the thought. "NO!" I shout out. All eyes fall on me, questioning my sudden outburst."I won't let you turn me" Thorne laughs "You say t
Still standing in the alleyway with Janice. Thinking over, how I should approach this. I know, I'm the last person he wants to talk to, but I need to set this plan in motion.I contact Arlo through my mental sire link. "Bring me my phone" A few minutes pass. I assume he is trying to fight my call. Arlo walks towards us. "Took your time" Janice snips at him. Nothing, not a word. No witty comeback. Oh my Arlo. He hands me my phone and walks back to the club. "I will make it right. I promise you" I leave the message in his mind but get nothing back."Your cheeks are flushed?" Well no wonder. If you could see the text messages. The scripts the lycan king writes about what he wants to do to me. You would be too. Oh I see what she means now. I'm actually blushing, that's very human of me.I quickly type 'come and get it' then take a selfie of myself in front on the club and send it to him. He's opened it. 3 dots. Then nothing. His highness has left me o
This feels wrong. I know why he is drawn to me. The alignment. My new path. I shimmy out of the embrace, or try to anyway. I'm irritatingly having a crisis of conscience. I am no better than Thorne, to manipulate these occurrences to my agenda.This Lycan King is just a pawn in a solestial game. These aren't his choices. This is not his path. He already has his, as Janice calls it 'Anam Cara'. They are expecting another child. I can't insert myself and explode their life to pieces. I don't know if I'd feel this way, without my increasingly annoying human transition."You can't trust me. I'm using you for my own agenda. I will admit, being in your arms is stiring things in me. I don’t really want to leave them but it's wrong. You are only drawn to me because the alignment is trying to bring balance. I have the free will to choose another, when I'm human. I will not choose one who is already claimed. One who's attention and affection, is only the result of the imbala
My eyes flutter open. I blink a few times to clear my vision. My senses are still sharp. I feel different. I feel powerful. I bring my hands to wipe my tired eyes. I feel a scrape along my forehead. I bring them from my eyes out infront of me.Claws, massive claws. I climb off of a bed I'm on. I look around the room frantically for a mirror. My legs wobble as I stand to my feet. I walk up to the mirror. Gasping at my reflection.My eyes are yellow. My hair is long and black, flowing down to the back of my knees. My skin looks more or less the same but glowy. I think I'm taller. I open my mouth and I'm horrified. I don't just have my fangs, but a mouth full of pointed sharp teeth. What happened to me, this is definitely not human. I look like a monster.The door opens and the lycan king walks in. "Magnificent" He says staring at my new image. "What did you do ?" I screech. He comes to me, still in amazement. "I don't know, my beast just knew to bit
I go back to the twins and Janice. "Thorne, thankfully hasn't changed. As far as I'm aware." Arlo's bouncing up and down. "What exactly are we, I feel great. I wanna fight something" He punches his brother in the arm and is swiftly punched back in the face."Hybrid, The lycan king bit me. Long story short, I woke up with horrible monster teeth" Janice looks deep in thought. "If Thorne was to change, he would have by now. Maybe it's just affecting all you've changed, your sires."That makes sense, I've only changed about 50. Most of which were my former personal guard. Not that I needed them, it was just for show. Alarich! Oh my god! "Dante call Alarich" He pulls out his phone.Pacing back and forth waiting for the call to end. Dante steps out back into the living room. "Alarich has changed, I explained the best I could and informed him how to change back. He said the same as Janice. It appears to just be the ones you've sired. Your former personal
I've lived a long, long time. Many things still surprise me. The Queen and I have lived a relatively mundane and happy existence for 300 years. I consider her a great friend and I suppose at one point a lover.All this time and I've never encountered such a strange series of events and I am a witch! A great powerful witch. No one knows this, I am the rightful witch queen.I didn't want that life, I wanted freedom. The freedom to do as I will and let nature lead me, to discover the world and all it's power. I denounced my claim a long time ago and handed the throne over to my husband.Yes, I was married once. He was a fair man. I grew up with him and trusted him completely. The marriage was one of convenience. It was no great love. My near rule, is lost in history.I set off on a journey. I travelled many kingdoms. My thirst for knowledge was unquenchable. To be free to mingle with other species and the learning of different magics
Smashing and crashing noises are coming from outside the room. Getting louder, the closer they get. Cass and the robed man seem calm and uninterested. "What's going on out there?" I ask but I'm met with shrugs in response.A black furred lycan beast comes through the door. Literally, there is a hole in the door. Splintered shards are everywhere and hang off his fur. "Will, slow down!" I hear as Janice opens the door at the handle."My lady, I was.." Janice is cut off as the lycan beast growls. The beast shifts back to human. The robed man offers him a towel to cover his incredible naked body. He refuses. Standing there a sculpture of man.I'm on my feet, Cass is sitting down looking very amused. The naked man wraps his arms around me. His warm skin and masculine scent is very familiar. Ah yes, the lycan king. The robed man's blood, provided me the sight. I was living in his house as a hybrid.His lips attempt to capture mine. He is thrown off of m
Cass immediately darts to the otherside of the room. The speed of his action was like he just magiced himself to the corner on the far side.He's bent over grasping his throat. I still have the urge to take care of him. When I stand he turns to me, his face contorted in pain. His eyes are blood red. He has long canines. I jump at the sight of him."DON'T COME ANY CLOSER" Cass screams at me. I feel broken at the harshness of his tone. "I apologise beautiful, I'm in a lot of pain. I don't want to hurt you"The man in robes goes over, crouching down beside him. "Why hold off the inevitable?" The robed man asks Cass. "She.. Vi.. There's still to much to tell. I ... don't... want her to die" The man places his hand on my angels shoulder "Your blood can tell her"The man helps Cass to his feet. He walks over, bowing before me "Majesty your King needs you" He takes my hand and brings me to the pained Cass. Majesty? I guess I am a queen.
My eyes flutter open. I'm laying on couch in a sunlit room. The light floods in and brings a welcoming warmth. Where am I? I think really hard searching my mind but I have no idea. I have no memory. Who am I?"She has risen" A raspy male voice addressed me. I look in the direction of the voice and I'm in awe of the man. No, not a man. An angel. He strides towards me confidently. long black hair, beautiful brown eyes with an emotion I'm not able to determine. A soft smile across his perfectly symmetrical face. My body feels like it might go up in flames. My eyes are not worthy to look at him.I'm buzzing internally the closer he gets. My heart is pounding so hard, I fear it will burst out of my chest. "Who are you?" I muster out but my voice shakes with nerves. He takes my hand and lifts me to my feet. The contact of his skin on mine, gives me a pleasurable sensation. The feeling goes straight down between my legs.He gives me a knowing smile. He lowers his he
Ethereal, is all there is to describe her. Laying there, her long dark hair splayed over the pillows. Her dress draping off the side of the bed. Her skin is gaining more colour. Beautiful."Shouldn't be long now" The witch queen says. Clinging to me like a leech. A short term annoyance, a means to an end. Don't worry dear. You'll join your husband. You will be fed to my Rose, when I turn her again.It will be like it should be with us. No queens mark. Just obedience and adoration between a maker and sire. No pesky power shift or stubbornness from her. Compliance and love."Do you have the transition potion prepared?" I ask the leech queen. She managed to detach herself from me and pass me a small glass bottle. "I still don't understand, why change her? Just kill her now. Whilst she's weak and human" Her statement makes me sick.I take her wrists and throw her out of the room. She is pounding on the door and apologising. Pathetic woman. Pathe
"lupus sanguis" The witch queen says dipping the blade into a jar of blood. "Vampires sanguis" She says slicing Thorne's palm. "Cinis mortuorum" She sprinkles ash on the blade.Thorne rips open my dress at the chest right through the middle of my bra. The witch slams the blade into my heart. The pain is blinding. She removes the dagger and starts carving into my torso."Lupus relinquo" She carves again, I can't see what she is carving but the sound and pain is horrific. "Vampire relinquo" The feeling of the blade twisting on my skin is making me want to throw up.She moves the blade. The point digging into my forehead. "memoria relinquo" She scrapes an agonising image as she speaks. The witch queen removes the blade from my skin and nothing happens.Her spell must have failed. You just wait until I'm out of these chains my dear."Cor memoriam ac anima" My eyes widen as she speaks again and the blade is driven back into my heart. A
The air tonight is cold, fresh on the senses. I'm walking around the house and it's grounds. Thinking of nothing imparticular. I take a large inhale of the crisp air. There it is, what I've been waiting for."Couldn't keep away?" I say an edge of flirtyness behind my voice. I wander in the woods ahead of me following the scent "I want you" I whisper, knowing he can hear me.That laugh, the deep and gravelly laugh is near me "Hmmm my love as much as I want to believe that, recent events have led me to believe otherwise" I stop and pull my hair back over my shoulders. Displaying the necklace.I see his eyes flash in the dark ahead of me. I know where you are now. The speed he uses to stand before me, blows a gust of wind around me. His hands either side of my face and yes, he is wearing that fucking grin."My love, I need some reassurance" His hand slides from my cheek, down my neck and lands on the pendant. He smiles down to me "Tricks?" He q
Arlo's P.O.V-------Feeling very proud of myself, I went to celebrate with the new wolf brethren. We partied and danced. Well, I danced on the pool table to Taylor Swift and got unjustly tackled. Someone hating on the Swiftmeister is no friend of mine.My actual brother put me to bed 'For my own good' allegedly. Ppppffft We'll see about that. I open my window and jump out. Landing on my feet like a pro. I take a bow. There is never an audience when you need one.I went off in search of an establishment for one to get ones groove on. HUZZAH! Found one, a little rough around the edges but a dance floor awaits.I enter the multicoloured light up club. "Eeeeek" I squeal and slide upon a light up dance floor. Disco vibes fantasy baby! Might as well feed whilst I'm here, as tacky as it is. Clubs are the easiest place to get food.After having my fill, from a nice young man. Pete.... Paul or was it Joseph. I guess it doesn't matt
When the light clears, Janice and I stand before the witch queen. Sitting on her throne. Her expression bored. "I was wondering when you'd appear" she addresses us. Feeling the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I leap behind me and in one swoop, slice the throats of the silently chanting witches behind us.The witch queen rises, anger flashes across her face. She waves her hand to us and a ball of energy knocks Janice to the floor. I remain standing but I will admit, it really hurt. As my skin heals before her, she let's out a frustrated scream."Tell me your grace, why switch sides? What offer could the serpentine make that would render you a fool?" I ask stepping forward. Janice has managed to pull her self up. Electricity flowing on her fingers."I suggest you cuff your witch before I have her executed" The witch queen says amused. She sits back down and crosses her legs. "The serpentine did not make me an offer. However, another made me see s