Chapter 5

“You care for this girl… don’t you Mr. Griffin? You have never allowed any women in this mansion before and you’ve changed a lot.”

She saw Damien talking to Alexander with his head down which made him look somewhat disappointed. But her heart tingled a little hearing that Alexander treated her special or she thought so, before she went to go back to lie down she froze on the spot listening to the other part of the conversation. 

“Damien, you’re more naive than I thought you would be. I thought you knew all along! I’m only keeping her so I can use her, I need her blood.”Alex remarked sinisterly and laughed. “I have women throwing themselves at my feet. She means absolutely nothing to me, she is obviously useless and just a little game to play with when I am bored. As soon as she falls for me…I am going to kill her.”

‘CRASH’

The loud sound of a window breaking made Alexander’s and Damien’s heads turn and look back at each other.

“Shit! She’s running away! Damien go get a warm room ready and also get the car ready and wait for me just before the woods!”, Alex said as he ran for his coat.

“Where are you going?! You’re going to freeze to death out there!”, Damien said following him.

“I’m going after her and she’s also going to freeze to death if I don’t reach her on time. She’s weaker than me! Go get the car ready now!”, Alexander exclaimed running into the woods after her.

Zoey ran and ran for her life with tears streaming down her face that now blurred her eyes.

“ZOEY!”, she heard Alex scream.

She turned her head back for a split second while running to see where he was. Zoey did not see a tree in front of her earlier so when she turned her head forward it was too late and she hit her head on the tree which made her lose consciousness.

Zoey was soon awake and she felt that she was floating on air to come to the realization that she was being carried by two strong arms as she started to move her hands around and felt his chest. It was him! Alexander! 

She wriggled around in fear as beads of sweat started to drop on her forehead even though it was freezing cold and he was walking in the snow. She struggled to get out of his grasp because Alexander's grip on her simply got tighter and tighter and tighter. He didn’t want to let go of her, and she knew it. So she gave up fighting and started planning on how to escape him.

She could see Damien waiting outside the car near the road. They were approaching the road, she needed to act quickly. She wrapped her hands gently around the nape of his neck and smiled at him warmly which made him confused, then she hit her head hard against his which made Alex drop her down to hold his head in the palm of his hands.

“AH! What the hell is wrong with you-”, Alex yelled at her before Zoey could bulldoze him to the ground.

Zoey pinned him down and took a ball of snow and hit it on his face and then started to run away. Damien looked at the two of them in amusement as he sipped on the coffee he brought for Alex.

“Oh boy…I can already sense that this is going to take these two a long time to get used to each other’s presence!”, Damien muttered as he went back in the car and started the engine so he could put the heater on.

Two and a half hours later

Alexander carried her over his back like a sack of potatoes as he dragged her back into the house not planning to listen to her and what she has to say. He was officially angry and no one could stop his anger now, he put her down and held her hand so tight that his nails dug into her skin which caused her to whimper in pain.

“A-Alexander….Please let go of me….You’re hurting me!”, Zoey exclaimed as tears formed on either side of her eyes.”P…please let go…”

But he did not pay attention to her nor the amount of pain he was putting her through, he yanked her every time she tried to resist and he took her to the basement where there were prison cells.

Zoey looked around the place in disgust, confusion, and fear, she realized that she had not known what she got herself into this time. Tears started to fill her eyes but she tried her best to hold them back. He took her by the collar of her clothes and threw her inside one of the prison cells and looked at her like how he would have looked if he had looked at his prey. 

He stepped closer and closer to her, closing the distance between them until her back hit the wall and he froze.

“Wh…what do you want from me…?”, Zoey asked him as she cowered in fear.

He looked down at the wrist that he had hurt and picked it up to caress it and then licked it. Alexander looked at Zoey’s eyes to see that she was petrified, but he could not help it. He was trying to control his need but he couldn’t anymore.

“I want your blood, Zoey Smith.”, Alexander said in the deadliest tone as he bit her wrist which was bleeding.

Zoey shrieked in fear as tears strolled down her face, she somehow could not feel the pain, but she felt fear. She tried to push him off her but he would not budge, this made her tremble in fear.

“A-Alexander…y-you’re scaring me…”, she said as tears filled her eyes and she trembled in fear.

Alex immediately looked at her and snapped out of his state, trying to comfort her, Zoey pushed him aside and ran away into her room and locked the door. He didn’t try to run after her or break down the door, he knew she needed space and that she was already terrified enough. If he had to go after her, she would be more scared than ever.

Later on that night, Alex walk around the halls and his study room and bedroom, remembering how her blood tasted and how her eyes glowed. It tasted like the sweetest thing on the planet to him, better than any wine of blood he had known of, this was unique.

He remembered his father’s words and how he said in his journal, ‘You will know the taste of the Queen Mary’s blood because it’s in our instinct. I won’t forget the night her eyes glowed bright green, whenever blood is drawn out by one of our kind, especially ones of high status. There is a bond that can not separate the two, when they are bonded, the descendant’s eyes will glow. That is when you know you have found the right one to the throne of your heart and the descendant of the great one and only Queen Mary.’ These were the last words his father could ever write in the journal after he died.

The difference is… that Alexander’s father promised the Queen many things but did not fulfill them, he broke her heart and used her. Alexander wondered where his future would lead him with Zoey Smith, will he also be like his father or would he fall in love with her and fulfill every promise his father lied about and could not fulfill? He was hesitant, he wasn’t ready for this journey.

(She must have got hurt that very first night I met her, maybe that’s way she smelt wonderful, maybe that’s why I was attracted to her-no, I was attracted to her scent.), Alex thought to himself.

“But I’m no different from my father who manipulated and used The Queen Mary… I manipulated this beautiful, innocent lamb.”, Alexander muttered under his breath as he took a seat on his lounge suit and put his head back as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

He then picked up his phone and dialed a number. “Damien…the Queen’s descendant is Zoey Smith.”

Meanwhile

Zoey walked around in her room aimlessly fighting with herself whether this was reality or just all in her mind.

(Wh…what the hell was that…? Did…did I see things? Is he what I think he is…A vampire..?), Zoey thought to herself as she started to chew on her nails.

“Pssh, there’s no way in the world…What if he really is…?”, she asked herself stopping in her tracks and then jumping on the bed as she rolled around. “AM I GOING MAD?!”, she yelled into her pillow.

(He was kinda hot though when he sank his teeth into my wrist…), she thought to herself and then covered her face with a pillow embarassed.

(But that wasn’t it…I felt like there was an awakening in me…like…as if I saw everything different, I could hear every slightest sound for quite a long time, it doesn’t make sense. I felt so energetic and I felt like I had so much strength in me. What is going on with me? Why did I enjoy it…?)

Just then Zoey heard a slight knock on her wooden room doors.

“Zoey…?It’s me, Alexander…I was hoping that we could clear the air between us and talk about this, look…I’m sorry about earlier, that was not my attention to scare you. I … uh… also got some cookies and cream ice cream for you.”, he said hoping for a response as Damien waited in a corner guiding and encouraging him to talk to her a bit more. Alexander wanted to kill him so badly, for starters, he was not the type to apologize so easily, second, he never begged anyone for anything in his life, and third, he was embarrassed as hell!

Zoey jumped for joy quietly when she heard about the ice cream, she then opened the door slowly for him keeping her best poker face on as she started to talk.

“Come in.”