Dimitri
Despite my emotions telling me to go tell Destiny everything and win her heart, I actually left her behind. Yes, Damien talked some sense into me and I made the logical decision. I am to be king and I can’t be making decisions based on emotions. Honestly, speaking Damien would make for a better king than I. He had all the traits of a king now that I think of it- kind, firm, logical, intelligent, understanding and so on. You name it and his got it. I mean I couldn’t deny the logic that Damien used to argue with me so, I had no choice but to leave Destiny behind.
It was currently two weeks since that fateful day that I met my precious mate. And what an encounter that was. But I had to be strong and finish the task at hand. I couldn’t let my emotions overtake my work ethic. I felt dead inside without her close to me. I hate this feeling so much that I wish I hadn’t even met her. Then I would be happy. Ignorance is bliss after all. What was with my family and getting terrible mates? First my dad and now me. To be frank, I just wasn't sure if I still wanted her as my mate or not. Surely, I deserved better.
Damien and I had written our postcards and sent them to my family later that night. The task did cheer me up for some time. I addressed my postcard to mum and surprisingly, Damien had addressed his to Ellie. I was suspicious of this at first, but then after some thought it made sense. I can literally picture Ellie throwing a tantrum when we got back because we didn't address any post card to her.
My sister had this fancy book of hers with all her memories. The book was decorated with all kinds of glitter and stickers. It was not at all a pretty sight to behold. I was the more creative child after all. This book was where Ellie keeps all her slips, cards, tags and basically anything else that she feels is of importance. It’s her book of memories. My sister is sentimental indeed. Thus before we left, She had kindly threatened us to write to her specifically. I just had forgotten about it.
Working as a postman had its perks. For one I got to learn every corner of the each village. I also made myself new friends. This was nice because I knew that they weren’t simply being nice to be because of my precious title. One of the friends I had made back in Kena was called, Samuel. Samuel also worked at the post office. So, when I left for this village, Shepal, I had asked my friend Samuel to keep an eye on my beloved mate and inform me if anything suspicious occurred. Of course, I told him that she was just a girl I liked very much. I mean if I had to tell him that she was my mate, then I was going to have to spill the beans on everything else. His poor human brain would melt at the mere thought of me being a Vampire.
I couldn't and didn’t want to see my mate yet. I hoped that some time apart would do us both some good. Hopefully, she would see her fault and apologise and I also needed to not give this woman so much power over me. So in the meantime, knowing how she was doing was going to keep me sane during our time off. That is until I finally get home and discuss things with my parents.
The plan I made was that at the end of every week my human friend or well… Samuel, would write me a report of what my mate had been up to. So far Destiny seemed fine according to Samuel’s report from last week. He said that she had asked about me and was trying to reach me. The fact that she came to the post office to see me gave me hope for how our relationship would play out.
But I still couldn't see her yet. Especially not in this state at least. She already doesn’t approve of the postman job. Which I can’t entirely blame her for. From the looks of it, she would have to take care of me. I, as a postman would be benefiting from marrying her. I guess that means I am the gold digger?
Anyways so, I told Samuel to tell Destiny that I had gone on a trip to different village out of the kingdom on a special delivery. That excuse should buy me another month with her at least. The next time I see my mate I want to be able to tell her the whole truth of who I actually am. But only once I finish my journey.
Today is Wednesday and I had just received a letter from Samuel about my precious mate. I was very anxious to say the least because this could only mean one thing--something was wrong. And I would be lying if I said I hadn't already felt in my bones. Since this morning, I have had this uneasy feeling and now I knew exactly why. I refused to open the letter immediately and decided to rather do it after work. To say I was anxious the whole afternoon as I worked would be a grave understatement.
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Somehow, I found myself sitting in a dimly lit bar that reeked of humans after work. I honestly don't know why I had come to this bar, considering I was a Vampire and couldn't really get drunk due to my rather fast metabolism. But I needed to read the letter alone. Damien would be at home so this was my next best choice. I know that the bar is still full of people, but I was still alone and unbothered. Just like I had wanted. Besides, I felt like I was going to need a drink after I read the contents of the letter.
James
I know I was to write to you only on Fridays but this is urgent. The Lady Destiny, your beloved is getting married to Sir John this Friday. Hence, I sent this message urgently because if you really love her like you said you do then you need to get here fast.
Regards
SamuelHi, so that last chapter is how I want this book to end. I don’t want to drag the story on for too long. I also wanted to leave it up to your imagination as to how Dimitri and Rebecca finally end up together. I am thinking about writing a sequel to this book but it depends on how many requests I get from you, my readers. I am also working on another novel right now. No, it’s not a vampire book this time. I am trying to write a normal human book. Please do check it out and show me some support. Finally, I just want to say thank you for taking your time to read my first ever written full story. It was such a spontaneous decision I made and I am glad I did it, because I learnt so much through this writing. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did. If you have anything you want to discuss with me regarding this
DimitriIt has been three months now since my father's funeral. And life was slowly starting to feel normal again. A week after the funeral, my sister had begun training for the role of Queen as my mother held the position for her so long. This kept mom on her toes and as a result she spent less time visiting my dad’s grave. I was glad because I was scared mom was going to lose her mind.Ellie was currently constantly away on trips for months on end. She needed to learn various fighting techniques including Martial arts, Karate, Judo, and Jujutsu. This was my favourite part of all the royal training. I did have a knack for breaking things. She of course went with Damien always. And Damien finally started smiling again. It was so odd at first seeing Damien smile but with time it became bearable. I would never admit this to them, but the truth was that Ellie and Damien fit together rather well.All in all, we were all doing okay.I had left the
DIMITRIWe had finally finished getting everyone who was sleeping over in the palace tonight settled into the building. Before I never really had to do this task. It was usually dad and mom who dealt with this. Mainly it was mom’s job. But I knew better than to give a woman who just lost her husband work. She needed to morn.Despite not being the one that killed dad, I still felt responsible. If I had not gotten myself nearly killed perhaps dad would still be here today.I then threw myself onto the first couch I saw and finally allowed my legs a break from all the hard work. I never knew how much work that was. Now I could have asked Ellie for help, but she was a crying mess as well. Damien on the other hand was just as clueless as me on this matter. So, I decided to have him look after the women while I figured things out on my own. The number of couples who requested separate sleeping arrangements from their partn
DimitriDuring the whole funeral, I had felt on edge and could not fathom why. I was sitting right in front, so I could not look back at all. Yet, the feeling would not go away. I did not think I was in danger at all. However, I could also not place what this odd feeling actually was. My mind had started going forth with hundreds of different reasons as to why I felt uncomfortable throughout the funeral. I was so engrossed in that task that I did not hear when the priest called for me to come say a few words. That was when I realized that non
Dimitri"Hey brother, are you ready?" Ellie asked me from outside my bedroom door.It had been a full week since the encounter with Seneca and well, my father's death. My dad and I had not really been the affectionate kind. Whereas my dad would hug Ellie and shower her with kisses, he and I would usually only nod or better yet stare at each other. We hardly ever used words or hugs. The last time I can ever recall being hugged by my dad was when I had just turned 10 years old. After that dad started training me and that meant he was only ever serious with me. But I knew he loved me. I just hope that he knew I loved him too.I was left conflicted on so many things. My father had passed which meant I was now the Vampire king. But I don't know if I wanted the title at all. I also wasn't sure how I felt about my father anymore. There was no doubt that he raised me well.As a child I always looked up to him and wanted to be him. I mean he even taught me h
DimitriWhen I woke up I found myself, Damien and my father all laying on a soft king sized mattress in the center of the cell. I then tried to get up off the bed but my body was way too weak and felt extremely heavy, so I ended up falling on top of Damien and thus woke him up from his nap. So, I turned to my father and stretched out my hand towards him in an attempt to wake him up as well so we could get out of this dungeon when I heard the strangest of sounds.I could not believe my ears. Now, I know that it was not coming from me or my father since he was still sleeping. So, I let go of dad and turned around to face Damien. I first stopped and watched him in pure disbelief. I then gently went on to touch his wet face and indeed I had seen and heard correctly. Low and behold, Damien was in front of me crying. There were actual tears running down Damien’s face. He was actually crying. This was so insane! I had only seen Damien cry once in his life and that was w
RebeccaThere was no way on earth that I was going to channel Damien. He still had so much to live for. I couldn’t take an innocent life. Besides, the king had destroyed enough in his lifetime already. If you asked me this was a nice way to go.He would be remembered as a hero. And literally speaking a piece of him would always live on in his son.Damien was shouting and arguing with me to not take the king but him instead. So, I had cast a spell to paralyse both him and the king. I didn't have time to discuss this issue right now. Dimitri was dying a little more each time we wasted. I needed to work fast and so I paralysed them both. This way everyone co-operates. I then went to the king and sat in front of him. I could feel my eyes glow as I stared at him. After saying the spell, his eyes closed and I laid him on the ground gently. I then protruded my wolf and my fingers turned into paws. I couldn't fully turn into a wolf since I was only hal
DamienSeneca looked a lot like Dimitri. They both had grey eyes, high hollow check bones and dark brown curly hair. Seneca took her time analyzing each person in the cell. She was currently looking at me which made me rather uncomfortable. So, I opted to look at the fascinating floor. She then moved on to look at Rebecca. So, I finally turned my gaze back on her as this was after all my first proper encounter with her. But then I realised that she kept staring at Rebecca. So, I then also turned and looked at Rebecca and saw it. Rebecca’s neck was fully bruised. Her skin around the collar was red and swollen as trails of blood seeped down her neck. I couldn’t understand where these
DimitriI woke up with a killer headache. Which was odd because, I normally wake up from naps feeling well rested. I then proceeded to touch my forehead as if by touching it, I would somehow figure out why my head was pounding. There was no wound open on my head which was great. But there was dried blood on my left forehead. Which could only mean that I had fallen facedown first. But when did that happen? And just like that, it all came crashing back fast. My older sister had finally found me.