All Chapters of The Beloved: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Chapter 41Later that night, I lay in bed and felt relaxed. More relaxed than I had in a very long time. I felt as if my long-dead heart and lost soul were starting to feel at peace. All these years without my soulmate. So many decades of grief and despair since she was taken from me. It was the first night in so long, I nearly came close to sleeping again. Not humanistic sleeping but a sense of rest that some Vampires are able to obtain. Once this happens, they look asleep but, their mind is in a coma-like state of contentment until they are awakened by their love. I have heard it happening once some Vampires meet their destined soulmate. I have longed for such an experience. I need to keep a sharp eye now, that I have Camille. I am aware tha

Chapter 43I held her throughout the night, as her body shook and she sobbed at not only the horrific sight she witnessed but, the slaughter of her apartment. I rocked her all night long until she fell asleep in my arms. I laid her on my bed, and she snuggled into my scent. I watched her sleep for a few hours swearing an oath to protect her. Suddenly, I started to feel a crawling sensation go through me, my gums started to tingle. With horror, I realized then, that the beast at bay has only been laying dormant purposefully. It was waiting to have her here, so it could strike. I wrenched myself away from her, in detest of myself with a heavy heart, how could I have made her feel so safe when I was just as dangerous?

Chapter 45I continue to drive around Portland, feeling like I am going nowhere, or have nowhere to go. I am terrified to come home and find her gone. I know that she would need her space, she should be a thousand miles away from me. It would be for her safety however, I also wonder what she meant by ‘being watched all her life” did someone already know about her before I did? Was it because she discovered the truth? Either way, that means she has been in danger for years. That is a scary thought, I am thankful that no one has attempted to harm her. I drive back to the penthouse, heart feeling like ice, as I walk inside and find her gone.

The look on her face is confused but, with the knowledge that she is in trouble. ‘Yeah, you’re sweet little ass is in trouble for the little stunt you pulled!’ Mr. Gregory turns to the sound, and barks at her “Ms. Williams, clean that mess up!” she immediately lowers herself and does as she is asked. I want to scold him for his attitude but, he is not aware of our history. Instead, I approach her and help her. “Mr. Eldridge, you don’t have to help me,” she says “Mr. Eldridge? Have you forgotten me?” I ask her in a very low voice. She looks at me, she is trying to hide her longing. Eliza is pushing through, I know it.“My office in two hours, you have some explaining to do” I whisper to her. I stand up and walk away.

Six months, it has been pure torture. Camille slipped into a coma. I had to inform Allison, who informed all of her family. Due to the destruction of the building, I  switch all of my New York staff to virtual claiming that I was remodeling to building, effectively immediately. These past months have been pure agony. Doctors are skeptical that she will never wake up. I know my Camille though, she is a fighter! She will be alright! She has to be! I have been hell on wheels with the doctors trying to pull her plug. When they are not aware, I feed her some of my blood, anything to help give her further healing. I stayed by her side every single day, rarely leavi