His Hidden Luna Queen

{Merryn's pov} He’s the King of Vampires, and I’m to be his bride, yet here I am, pussy-footing at the door of his work office, barefoot on the ice-cold, gray marble floor. I wasn’t about to run back to my room to grab a pair of shoes. The only thing that would accomplish would be to infuriate him. He already had quite the short-fuse temper, and making him wait after he had already made plans to see me during his work schedule would get me into a heap of trouble. Even though right now, he was the one making me wait for him. Standing outside his office, I tapped my foot impatiently on the ground. His job seemed very demanding and far more critical than I, his little fiancé. His underage fiancé, whom he cannot get married to for at least a few more months. I am only 17, and he is at least a few centuries old. Although Samael is over a few centuries old, he doesn’t look a day over 23. The perks of being an immortal vampire, I presume. Samael and I have been close since I was about tw

{Merryn's pov} It was a new day when I woke up. I couldn’t help but be excited about the party tonight. The last day of school was last week, tonight was Saturday and the party, and next week would be graduation. Then in just a few months, I would turn 18, and Samael and I would get married. It wasn’t all that bad if I genuinely thought about it. I knew who he was and what he was capable of doing. Despite being the Vampire King and torturing his enemies, he was an excellent fiancé and treated me differently than everyone else. I got to see the sweet side of him. The charming and loving man that he could be. Not many got to experience that side of him. Not many people even knew he had a good side to him. However, I knew, and that was all that mattered. After waking up around 6 in the morning, I took a quick shower because I knew that I would need a longer one tonight before I left. If there were something that I couldn’t stand to live with, it would be the hair growing on my legs. I a

{Merryn's pov} Samael placed me on my feet and wrapped his right arm around my waist, pulling me against his side as tight as possible. This was his way of staking a claim to let everyone know that I belonged to him. It was also his way of reminding me of that as well. I gulped, keeping my eyes glued to the ground as my entire body throbbed in pain. One of my eyes was swollen shut, while my other eye had cuts going across the eyelid. My lips were also bruised and swollen with bleeding cuts. It hurt to breathe, and I couldn't help but wonder if my ribs were bruised or possibly fractured. I was in a lot of pain, but the adrenaline kept me from falling unconscious. My fear was my biggest concern right now. Tears threatened to spill out of my one open eyelid, but I quickly blinked them away. If I cried right now, what would that do? Nothing, that's what. It would only make me look weak and make Samael appear weak. Instead, I stood as still as a mouse and waited for this situation to pass

{Merryn's pov} My eyes felt heavy as they slowly blinked open. I couldn’t for the life of me remember what happened, but I somehow ended up in a different climate location. Instead of the summer season, it seemed like I woke up in the middle of winter. The air prickled my skin with an icy chill, sending an odd comforting sensation throughout my body. Looking down, I realized that I was back in my human shape and completely lacking clothes. Not to mention the fact I was covered in muck, mud, soggy grass, and dried blood. I felt a lot of pain in my waist and all the way up to my head. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that I had some severe bruising and nasty scratch wounds all over my body. A groan of frustration left my lips. It seemed that this was just my luck. I woke up in an unfamiliar place without recollection of how I ended up here. I tried searching through my memories, but my brain lacked the needed information. All that I succeeded in doing was developing a worsenin

{Merryn's pov} Beep… Beep… Beep… Those were the first sounds I heard when I woke up. I tried to peel my eyes open, but it was a lot harder than I expected. An uncomfortable amount of gunk around my eyes caused my eyelids to be crusted shut. When I attempted to raise my arm and wipe my eyes, something sharp and pointy kept digging into the underside of my elbow, causing me to wince in pain and drop my arm back on the bed. It felt like something was stuck in it, like a needle or a really long thorn. All I wanted was to be able to open my eyes and find out where I was, but I couldn't even do that. Beep… Beep… Beep… The sound continued, never stopping and thus making me cringe from the incessant noise. My mind was already starting to develop a horrible migraine, making my head feel like it weighed a billion pounds. Beep… Beep… Beep... "No. Please, make it stop." I whimpered, cringing as the pain in my skull increased. The shrill beeping felt like it pierced my brain with a sharp blad