The vampire sat on the throne that was specially made for him by his underlings. Rather he made them do it. After all, their duty is to please him.
He held a wine glass in his left hand filled with red liquid. Blood. He swirled the glass and took a sip, sighing in contentment. Ahh... He can almost taste the success. Just a few more minutes into the night and he will get what he wants. Tonight, all his desires will come true.
A Millenia... he has waited for a Millenia for this day. Patiently, oh so patiently counting each day, each minute, each second for this very moment. He could feel it within grasp. So close that his fingers twitched, wanting to claw and snatch it with his fingers.
But he has promised his Mage that she can have her fun. He wouldn't have entertained her thoughts if it didn't profit him.
After all, she is his puppet. All he has to do is bestow her with some frivolous words, tempt her with his touch, making her believe that he is in love
Willow opened her eyes carefully, her mind still groggy from the sleep. She feels like she has been sleeping for ages. Her mind is suspended between reality and sleepiness. She turned and her eyes landed on the male sleeping beside her. Still, out of sorts, Willow took her to fill as she scanned him from top to bottom. If anyone could look powerful at the same time vulnerable then it's him. His battered body doesn't hide the regality with which he carries himself. If she doesn't know any better, she would say he is the most powerful vampire she has come across. In one sleep, he has bulked out. Filled those spaces that have been starved by the lack of blood. He still looks rundown but way... way better than the pile of bones she rescued. His aura also took a subtle change. She can't still pinpoint his category- newborn, master, or elite, other than that he is a vampire. She remembered her eyes before everything had gone black; they are the most
Willow bit into the crispy chicken, its juices trailing down her chin. She moaned into the bite as she said, "this is so good." She is two-thirds into her meal when a weight landed unceremoniously on the opposite chair. She didn't have to look from her meal to know who is, but just to curb that small hope within her, she raised her eyes and met with seething honey-brown eyes. "You stabbed me," Lothaire growled. Willow noticed the change of clothes. He wore a leather jacket, black tee, and jeans. "Yet you are still here. Looking almost new. No harm done," Willow shrugged her shoulders as she concentrated on her meal. She really needs to know the recipe. Her mouth salivated as she thought of eating this daily. It's that good. "You stabbed me. Me. I could crush you with my bare hands," Lothaire gritted, rage bubbling inside him. Willow looked at him as if he was a fly she wanted to swat away. "And I could have used a silve
Willow watched as the rogue followed the lazily strolling couple who were unaware of their impending doom. Soon the couple turned to a nearly abandoned street, their steps lazy, unaware of their surroundings. The rogue gave an evil grin as he rubbed his hands in anticipation. Willow was about to step into his path when two vampires met the rogue from another street. Willow stopped in her tracks, her confusion growing while the newly arrived vampires started conversing with the rogue as if they knew him. The couple strolled forward without the knowledge that they could have been murdered that night. Why would a vampire talk with a rogue? What's going on? Thankfully, she is a fair distance away from them to hear her approaching steps. Willow took her silver dagger that was tucked in her boots and scanned the streets for any further surprises. Just as she was thinking of making her presence known, a familiar voice rumbled
"Willow""Not now Bones""Willow, look at me," Lothaire grabbed her arm, turned, and stared down at her."I said not now Bones. We can discuss your caveman tendencies later when I can process what happened without boiling with rage. Now, let me concentrate on making this guy sing," Willow said to his chest, still not meeting his eyes.Lothaire frowned, not liking the fact that she is not meeting his eyes. He touched her chin tentatively with his right hand and raised her face until she met his eyes.After looking into her troubled eyes for few minutes, he nodded and said,"We will talk later""Ya ya... sure," when hell freezes over, Willow muttered, moving her chin and releasing herself from his hold.She is still shocked at how easily he came down and swooped his neck as if he was snapping a twig. She should be scared. She is. At the same time, she can't help but feel hot and bothered.Willow turned away hiding her emot
"Nothing you need to worry about," Willow snapped, color marring her cheeks, feeling embarrassed that he caught her in her weak moment.Lothaire heard her hoarse voice that he failed to notice before."Obviously it's nothing if you were bothered about it. Tell me tinker bell, what's eating you?""Oh, snap out of it Bones, I said it's nothing""Is this about what happened in that alley? The vampire you tortured? Surely, you know that it's not your fault. You are doing what you have to do to get results. No one could fault you for this. You are protecting others by killing one"Willow felt better after hearing Lothaire's words. The weight that was drowning her into the deep darkness lifted from her shoulders.His words though said without knowing the true depth of her emotions, are enough to shed her guilt. It also made her bristle at how well he came to know her in so little time. No one, not even her team, understood where her emotions came
The room the mage lay in is dark, damp, filled with the rustic smell of her blood. Its gloominess is bringing her down. Every part of her body ached. The chains biting into her wrists, cutting her skin, changing them raw.She is drained from the numerous bites HE took from her. She needs a plan soon. A plan that will make him release her.Henrietta, the mage, though she had everything under control. Within seconds she would be the most powerful in all five kingdoms. But one woman, only one woman made her well-laid plans go awry.Now she is stuck here in this psychos room, bound to the bedpost while he did sickening things to her that she never thought possible.She is past tears. With each passing day, she fears she cannot take much more of this torture. She needs to do something before HE finds another mage to help her and completely get rid of her.She thought she was up for the task when she became HIS lover. That it would be a child's play with
"What do you think?""About what?" Willow asked her gaze, staring straight at the building."Do you think Elite Parker is the one behind this?" Lothaire asked beside her as they looked at his hideout that they learned about last night."No. Call it a gut feeling... but it seems too easy, too simple. Anyone can find his location for some bucks. This doesn't add up.""Do you think he crossed us?""No. He is not the kind. I still can't believe you treated me like a dog before that vampire.""Well, he didn't suspect a thing. That's what matters. And look at the bright side, you are groaning which is a better improvement over your growling"Willow noticed his pale complexion. He is paler, much paler than normal for a vampire which means he is Low on blood."You are looking pale, Bones. Are you sure you are up for this?""Aww... concerned for me Tinkerbell? Don't worry. I can handle this. I had a good one last time"Ang
"Now what!" Willow thought, unknowingly saying it out loud."We will find out a way," Lothaire who sat beside her on the front seat of the truck replied calmly as he leaned back and relaxed."Yes, like that's going to happen""Relax, Tinkerbell. No need to stress. You will wrinkle that pretty face""You-""Could you please watch where you drive, woman?" Lothaire said loudly, getting her attention.Willow steered the vehicle in the nick of time just before it was about to collide with a tree."Sorry," Willow muttered."It's becoming a habit for you, doesn't it? You do it and then say sorry""Don't grumble vampire, I said sorry"They both kept quiet as Willow drove along. Tension rose in the ensuing silence, each lost in their own thoughts."Do you think the guy we met yesterday knows anything about the king?""No. Even if he does, he won't reveal. He would know by then Elite Parker's death. It's hard