“I want to know what happened at the council after I left. What did you do? What happened to Wynn?” Ann asked, seriously. “Let me drink from you, then I will let you drink from me; that way you will see everything that I know,” Michael suggested. “Didn’t you just have your way with Samina and Mary?” Ann asked. Michael grabbed Ann and lifted her into his arms, speeding off to the compound that has been fixed. “What are you doing?” Ann asked when he put her down inside the house. “I can’t break my own rules that I just laid out earlier during lunch, now can I?” Michael asked. “Who are all these people? Vampires?” Ann looked around at the unfamiliar faces. “I like what you have done with the place. One would never have guessed it was in ruins just over a week ago,” Ann said, not waiting for Michael to answer her first question. “Please let me drink from you. I have not drunk from a human besides you,” Michael confessed. “Why not? I told you, you could,” Ann said, walking around,
Ann pushed him aside before fastening her bra again, followed by the buttons of her shirt and zipping her jacket up. Ann looked for her stockings and shoes. “Why do you have to make things complicated?” “It is not complicated. I like you and I want you to be my wife but I—” Michael explained, but Ann interrupted him. “Your wife? I am eighteen!” Ann laughed, putting on her stockings. Michael took her shoes and kneeled at her feet, slipping them onto her feet. “I know, but one day.” Ann looked at him, putting on her shoes for her, and smiled while thinking, ‘perhaps he won’t make a bad husband, being under my control and all.’ “I know you like me, and we can turn it into love if you allow it,” Michael said, looking up at her, placing a hand on each of her sides. Ann cooped his face. “I am way too young to settle.” “I know. So, I will let you explore your feelings for Paris and when you have him out of your system, I will make you mine, forever,” Michael said, before standing up.
“You gave me the go-ahead!” Wynn protested. “I wanted to keep her safe. I feared Shysie would kill her like he killed Soraya 900 years ago,” Paris reminded him. “Still beats me how she got away with it,” Wynn said, his eyes on his sister that was making her way over to them. “Come with us tonight,” Wynn suggested. “And do what? Get tricked or killed by an enchantress? No thank you,” Paris said, walking away. “Wait up,” Wynn said, standing up to follow him. “Dude, I am just going to the compound. I need to feed,” Paris said. “I will come with you,” Wynn said. “I need some space,” Paris objected, having no plans to really go to the compound. He wanted to get out of sight and hide out until the pool was cleared so that he can sneak back for a swim. ‘Ever since he swam that first time when they arrived, he could not get enough of it. The way the water made him feel; free. As soon as the coast was clear, Paris stripped down to nothing and dived into the pool. Paris stayed underwate
“I share this room with Ami now; you can’t just come and go as you please,” Ann said. “Be my girlfriend,” Paris asked out of the blue. “I thought you said I belong to the Vampire King?” Ann teased. “Shouldn’t you be the one to decide who you belong to?” Paris asked and stood up. “Sure, but you are the one that made it clear that I belong to Michael,” Ann reminded him, taking off her coat. “Only because he said I should stay away from you that you are his.” Paris spilled the beans. “Really?” Ann wondered if Paris was telling the truth since Michael told her to explore her feelings for Paris. “I know what you are thinking. I saw it when I drank from you,” Paris said, biting open his own wrist to show Ann the conversation between Michael and him. “Don’t you think you have lost enough blood for one day?” Ann asked, meeting him halfway, and put her mouth on his wrist. Ann saw more than just their conversation. She can see and feel the love that Paris had for her and it was like not
Michael sped back to the compound and just gave Paris an angry look. “I take it we are not going anymore?” Wynn asked, gladly. Shysie looked at Paris before taking him by the hand, “come I have something to show you.” “When are you going to get it into your head? I am not interested in you? You had me for 900 years now. Leave me the f*ck alone!” Paris shouted before speeding off to his room. “Someone is in a bad mood,” Shysie said, feeling slightly embarrassed that he treated her like that in front of the nest. Shysie looked around at all the vampires, most of them Prehistoric, all the men looking at her, as if they are saying, ‘pick me, I will be your man.’ Shysie just rolled her eyes, and they landed on Michael. “In your dreams sweetheart,” Michael told her off as he does not like her very much for what she has done to Ann. ‘She might be pretty, but her soul is pure dirt,’ he thought before swinging his legs over one of the many couches in the extra-large living room, facing the
Jessica was already in her bed when Jovita came in, wearing a school uniform, “what do you think?” Jovita asked, swirling around. “Why do you have to go to school?” Jessica asked, sitting up, flicking her bed-side table lamp on. “So that I can spend time with you,” Jovita said, smiling. “Do you have to be a teenager to do that?” Jessica asked, rolling her eyes, turning to her lamp and switching it off. “Well, yes, since you are making it so difficult to spent time with you. School is like all day so when will I see you if we don’t go to school together?” Jovita asked, sitting down on Jessica’s bed. “Weekends,” Jessica said, turning her back to Jovita. “Good night,” Jovita said, standing up and walked to the door, “Jessica, I might not have chosen your name and brought you up, but I am still your mother and I love you. Everything I have done was for you.” Jessica don’t respond. Jovita left and went to her own room. ‘We need to let her get used to the idea, she will come around,’
“You are such a back stabber. Can’t believe you, William, after what she did to Ann?” Jessica spat. “Where is Ann?” Michael asked at the same time that Ann walked into the classroom, taking his breath away. ‘I wonder if she will let me drink from her lunchtime,’ Michael wondered, standing up from the table that he was sitting on to pull her chair out for her. “This is Ann’s seat,” Michael said, looking at Jovita. “Not anymore,” Jovita said, staying seated. “No need to fight over places, a few tables and chairs will arrive shortly,” Mr. Ondrink silenced the class. Paris walked into the class and the girls made no secret of where their hearts were at, smiling at him and warning each other with whispers. “I don’t care if you are the Virgin Marry herself, but this is my chair,” Ann said, standing in front of Jovita, making Jessica chuckle. ‘Don’t look at me, you wanted to be a teenager,’ Jessica mind linked her mother, laughing. Jovita stood up, not happy about it, and Ann took he
“Sure, but I drink only from one human, and something tells me she is in short supply of blood, so you, my friend, are going to teach me how to drive today in that fancy car of yours,” Michael said, patting Paris on the back. “I already have plans,” Paris said, his eyes meeting Ann as the rest of the group caught up. Michael looked at Ann and then back at Paris. “It was not a request.” “Down boys,” Ann said, smiling, kind of liking the fact that the two of them are fighting over her. “Look at you, going from no boyfriends to two fighting over you,” Jessica joked. “Well, the sooner they learn to share, the better,” Ann winked at Michael before brushing past him, walking out of the school building. “She is not serious?” Michael asked, looking at Jessica. “She kind of is,” Paris said, walking after Ann. “You can either share her or not have her at all, is the way I see it,” Deacon laughed. “Oh, so you are willing to share Jessica with Wynn, then?” Michael asked. “It is different
Every year, when Prince Deacon left for a few days for the higher council, Emily will not follow. When he did not return on his last visit, she got worried and went to find out what was up and if he was ok. Even though she was heartbroken that he found a mate again, she was happy for him. A bit cross about the way he went about it, but nonetheless she was glad that he had a fated mate. Word reached her a few weeks later that his mate Jessica was abducted, and she came to the rescue. She did not expect for her and Deacon to end up making love again, but they did. When Deacon claimed Jessica a few months later, Emily was broken up and ended up in Prince Mano's bed. Present day. (Read Chapter 179 for a recap) After Prince Deacon stormed into Prince Mano's room and caught them in bed together, followed by Prince Mano attacking Prince Deacon, Emily decided to leave them to it. “I am not doing this,” Emily said and left the room. Emily went to her own room, which she has not been in for a
"Why would he betray me? How is he even alive?" Prince Deacon asked, not believing that Kerraelas betrayed him. 'I don't know why or how. I knew he was not dead, but I don't know why he gave your parents the information,' Wynn mind linked. "My mother killed, -never mind, I see he is still alive." Prince Deacon was about to tell Wynn that his mother killed the Shaman but then he saw in Wynn's mind that they made contact. "Where is he?" Prince Deacon asked, wanting to know where the shaman was. "I told him to go to the nearest town North," Wynn said, finally able to speak. "Guess he didn't listen," Prince Deacon said, pointing at the wolf they both recognize as the Shaman in full wolf form. The shaman finally regained his strength and managed to complete his shift. Wynn took the backpack off his back and took out his spare pants and threw it at the Shaman. The Shaman shifted and put the pants on. "I think the neighbor just saw me do that," the Shaman said, looking at Princess B
Two of Queen Lana’s guards ran into the house and force him outside.“Let me die with her!” Prince Deacon demanded, trying to get back into the house.In the distance, you could hear the fire brigade. Prince Deacon knew that there was nothing saving the house or Emily now.The Shaman pretend to be dead for as long as he could and started to crawl out of the burning house, towards the kitchen, hoping that it had a back door like all houses.With his hand on his throat, he started to run through the backyard before climbing over the first wall. ‘That b*tch, I have been serving here for over a millennium and she just tried to kill me as if I am nothing? I will end her,’ the Shaman vowed, ‘but first I need to survive; I need to find Wynn.’ The Shaman went rogue the moment his throat was slit so that Queen Lana and the pack will think him dead.The shaman took out his phone and called Wynn but he was barely able to speak so he put the phone down again and tried to type with one hand while
“There you are. What is that face for?” Prince Deacon asked, when he came into the room, Emily standing with just a towel around her. Prince Deacon had a bunch of red roses in one hand and a guy that looked in his mid-thirties next to him.“Go wait downstairs,” Prince Deacon ordered the guy.“I am not hungry,” Emily said, knowing the guy was to feed on.“But today is your feeding day,” Prince Deacon said, laying the roses down on the vanity table before turning to Emily, and putting his hands on her shoulders, “what is wrong?”“Just thinking about how you have no children and deserve to have children,” Emily said, her eyes sad. Emily decided not to tell him about Wynn’s phone call, knowing he will just make them go on the run and she does not want him to spend his life on the run.“Do you want children?” Prince Deacon asked with a frown.“Does it matter since I can't have any?” Emily asked.“We can get a surrogate,” Prince Deacon reminded her of the time period they live in.“Forget I
The year 2000 and something “I thought you were dead,” Queen Lana said, sitting up on her royal throne when she saw an old acquaintance. “Kerraelas, old friend,” King Makens said, standing up from his throne to greet his Raven friend that looked as young as he does. After the embrace, King Makens signaled his servants to come closer. “What do you want to drink? Are you hungry?” “I am not staying long,” Kerraels said. “Where have you been all this time?” Queen Lana asked. “Does it matter?” Kerraels asked. “What brings you here? A warning? What has your foresight shown to you?” King Makens asked, looking at the serious expression on Kerraels' face. “I have seen many things to come,” Kerraels said. “I heard someone sighted you,” Queen Amirah said, walking in, Prince Andre at her side. “Queen Amirah,” Kerraels said, taking her hand and kissing it. “Prince Andre, how is hybrid life treating you?” Kerraels turned his attention to Prince Andre and shook his hand. “It has its perks
Princess Freda realized that she will have to hide out for a while and birth her children first before attempting to find Emily so she slowly made her way to the nearest harbor to board a ship to Europe and from there it was slow and hot, uncomfortable journey to Egypt. Even though she knew it was risky staying at Queen Zuberi’s palace, she didn’t know where else to go and luckily for her, the palace still carried Gabriella’s spell. Princess Freda was well taken care of by Queen Zuberi’s servants, none of them knowing that Queen Zuberi was dead and she thought it best not to enlighten them, for the sake of her twins. A few months later she gave birth to two healthy babies and instead of finding Emily, she decided it can wait as there was a raging human World War Two going on and the last thing she wanted is to get caught in the crossfire leaving her children without a mother. She was not sure if they were like King Lowe or King Thorvald and knew it will still be a few years before she
‘No!’ Princess thought. ‘King Thorvald is bringing Phoebe over to you,’ Princess Freda mind linked King Lowe desperately. ‘What?’ King Lowe mind linked her back as the door to his cell opened. “She is ripe. Try not to kill her, you don’t want to upset your mate,” King Thorvald laughed, ripping Phoebe’s made-shift dress off her, making her gasp. “Don’t do this,” King Lowe pleaded, smelling Phoebe, feeling his animal instinct ripping through him uncontrollably as he shifted into his werewolf form as the moon reached the tower. “Go on, have s*x with him,” King Thorvald compelled Phoebe before leaving. “No, stay away,” King Lowe yelled. ‘Please control yourself, think about me, please don’t hurt her,’ Princess Freda pleaded in a mind link. ‘She will have to kill me,’ King Lowe mind linked Princess Freda back. ‘There must be another way,’ Princess Freda pleaded. "We claimed each other. Is our bond not strong enough?" 'On a full moon, werewolves can't control themselves,' King Lowe
“How are my two love birds doing?” King Thorvald asked, walking into the cell. “She needs a bed,” King Lowe said, referring to Princess Freda that already looked uncomfortable with her swollen belly. “Whose babies do you think she is carrying? Mine or yours?” King Thorvald asked, putting his ears to her belly, listening to the two babies’ heartbeat. “Get away from her,” King Lowe growled, fighting against his restraints that have been secured to the wall again. “Come,” King Thorvald compelled Princess Freda to follow him. “Where are you taking her?” King Lowe demanded to know. “Didn’t you just demand a bed for her? I am taking her to a bed, my bed,” King Thorvald chuckled. “I am going to kill you!” King Lowe shouted. “Not if I kill you first,” King Thorvald said, grabbing Princess Freda from behind, holding her in a chokehold, and rubbing his hands over her belly, “if these babies are yours, I will no longer have the need for you.” Princess Freda doesn’t fight him, knowing if
King Thorvald went back to the castle and straight to the tower to give Princess Freda the bad news. “Someone is coming. You have to leave now,” King Lowe pleaded with Princess Freda. “What if this time they notice you are not chained to the wall?” King Lowe asked. “What does it matter? I can still break my chains,” Princess Freda said. "Besides, I am compelled not to try and escape. That is why I have to wait for my friend so that she can bring me a shaman necklace,” Princess Freda said. The door opened and King Thorvald walked in with a big smile on his face. “Bad news. I have found Phoebe.” Princess Freda hung her head in defeat with no response. King Thorvald walked over to her and took her arm, bringing her palm to his mouth before sinking his teeth into her. After drinking his fill, he ripped her dress off her and wiped his mouth with it before turning to King Lowe, “Perhaps now you won't be able to resist her.” “He can not even reach me, you moron,” Princess Freda spat, n