Chapter 3 Chapter Three

Chapter Three

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Zeke

I remained silent for a while, contemplating what answer to give. “A place where no one can touch you.” I finally said.

“But-” Her lips parted to speak.

“Let's get you out of your wedding dress.” My voice hardened at the thought that someone had been about to marry her.

She belonged to me.

She moved away from my hold, standing some safe distance away from me. “Are you going to-” Her words trailed off, and an amused smile touched my lips briefly, before I wiped it off.

“Do you want someone else to do it for you?” I asked.

“I can do it myself.” She snapped.

I was in front of her within seconds, my hands gripping her arm tightly. “You'd do as I say, Mirah. If you want to live.” I added the last part in a lowered voice.

She studied me for a brief moment, her chest heaving. Finally she sighed. “Fine.”

I led her out the room. Obviously, letting her stay alone, without a formal announcement to the others was risky.

She hugged herself, and though I could see the questions in her eyes, she didn't say a word.

My room was as I'd left it a few nights ago. Dark and untouched. I'd forgotten the last time I'd even stayed here. Or the last time I actually slept. It should've been a decade ago.

“Wow,” I heard her breathe behind me. I walked further in. She could take the bed. I had lots of work to do. And the first one was finding out who gave out false information to my father.

A war was looming, and no one knew about it. Not that they'd care anyway.

But deep down, I couldn't help but feel whatever was coming was something stronger than anything ever seen before.

And that was rich, coming from a vampire like me.

“You haven't told me your name.” She said in a soft voice, as I helped her out of her wedding dress. As it fell to the ground, leaving her almost naked, my soul almost left me.

I swallowed hard, wondering why this woman had such an effect on me. She was a human for fuck's sake.

I brushed her skin unintentionally, but she gasped. And I almost did too. The spark which had erupted from the touch, however momentary, couldn't be denied.

“And why would you care about my name?” I asked her, turning her around sharply and pinning her to the wall.

A gasp left her lips, as she stared directly into my eyes. Through the window, below I could see the people moving around. It was always dark here.

“You already know mine, it's only fair I know yours.” She whispered, her voice a tingly sensation touching and stirring a part of me I'd locked away for centuries.

“It isn't worth it, or important. You can call me whatever you want.” I said, and almost pulled away.

“Love.” It was a barely audible word, but I heard it.

“What?” I asked, my eyes narrowing into slits.

“I'd call you, Love.”

Amusement filled me, as I looked at her. There in my room, almost naked with her skin beckoning at me, I had to admit she was the most beautiful creature I'd ever set my eyes on.

I shook my head. That wasn't the reason I'd brought her over. It'd been long ever since I had a toy, and someone who could arouse me.

Vampire royalty always kept mistresses and toys who satisfied their peculiar sexual needs, whenever they needed. It wasn't a problem since the toys were vampires themselves, however low class.

But she-

She was a human. What if I killed her myself?

“You don't seem to hate it.” Her soft voice roused me from my momentary thoughts. She had a smile on her face, and I thought I saw her shudder.

“I suggest you don't.” I said coldly, as I threw her my cloak. “The bathroom is by the right end.” And with that I left the room.

Even with the window open, no one would be stupid enough to get into my room. With that thought, I strolled down the dark hallway, lit only by blue lights which shone down from the ceiling.

“Hey bro.” I stood face-to-face with Alex, who had his toy to his side. She smiled briefly at me, until I shot her a hard stare. She dipped her gaze in fear, burying her face into his side.

“What do you want?” I asked coldly.

One would be foolish to assume I liked Alex or his mother a single bit. I walked around every passing day and night, holding myself back from sending them off the face of the world.

“You hadn't noticed me, when you were dragging your little human friend away to your room.” He chuckled without mirth, as he roamed his free hand over his toy's body.

I didn't react. Alex thrived in getting me angry, but I wasn't going to give him that pleasure, right now.

He continued. “She seemed rather pretty, with such a pretty neck. And I bet her blood would taste nice too.”

He didn't even get the words out, when I pinned him to the nearby wall, nose flaring, and my eyes turning a bright red.

“You wouldn't even dare. Get your fucking eyes away from her. If you as much as touch a strand of her hair, that'd be the end of your miserable existence.” I raged through gritted teeth.

His toy let out a little shout, as I sank my claw into his chest, drawing blood. “Do you fucking understand?” I asked, sinking it further. His blood splattered on the ground, leaving a red trail all over.

“Y-yes.” He choked out, and let him go.

With a cold smile on my face, taking a brief glance at his panic filled face, and another at his toy whom I was sure who'd be losing a lot of blood in his room tonight, I said,

“Good.”