WILLIAM (1)

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WILLIAM MONTGOMERY

"Get out, " I said softly, velvety sheets of my king-sized bed draped across my naked torso.

" What? " asked the ever so naked blonde next to me.

" I said get out, I have to tend to some business. " I replied with frustration.

"But baby, don't you want another bite? " she asked innocently extending her neck out which already had two fang marks from our activities earlier. Being the king of all vampires was amazing, the power and fear that came with that position, was like an adrenaline rush that lasted a lifetime. Another very delightful perk of being king was... Mistresses, which I possessed many of, just like the blonde next to me at that very instance. I looked over the blond once again but felt absolutely nothing, no hunger, no arousal. Annoyance and frustration were all I felt towards her.

"No," I answered annoyed.

"Come on, you know you want to, " she spoke teasingly and moved her neck closer to my face.

" I really didn't want to do this but you leave me no choice, love. " I spoke with a calm demeanor.

" Wha.." She didn't even have time to speak before I plunged my fangs into her and ripped her throat out. Swiftly, I got out of bed and looked over the bloody mess I made.

"Damn it, that was Arabian silk, " I muttered at the loss of my precious covers.

" Thomson! " I roared while pulling on my robe.

In a matter of minutes, my adviser, Thomson, knocked on my door.

"Come in, " I murmured while trying to tie the robe, knowing extremely well that he could hear me as he too was a vampire.

"Your highness, what can I do for you? " Thomson chirped with a huge smile, not at all bothered by the dead body as he was used to my antics.

"Just get the bed cleaned up, " I answered with a bored look

"Of course your highness. "

"Oh and Thomson I would like to visit the human nursing home for a new mistress and feeder, I believe the one I want to visit is titled 'Rose', "

"I will look into it, your highness, " Thomson bowed and called in a group of slaves to clean up my mess.

Usually I wasn't the one who'd attend to chores such as picking a feeder from the human nursing home as they were dealt by the castle manager but since my most recent mistress got herself into a compromising situation, I decided it would be best if I chose my mistress and feeder, this time around, as the last one was Thomson's choice.

It was basically a custom for me now to get a new mistress every time the latest one could no longer satisfy me as I had done this for so long, most would consider this a cruel act; I consider it an act of kindness because after I was done with my mistresses and they didn't get themselves killed, they got to live a luxurious life in castle and got immense amounts of gifts from me, which was way better than what they'd ever received in their brief human lives.

As soon as the slaves were done cleaning I called a few other slaves into dressing me, as they dressed me I couldn't help but let my thoughts drift towards my mate. I had been with many women but none of them could completely satisfy me and the reason for that is because apparently, I hadn't found a mate. Every vampire was blessed with a mate, who was in simple words their sole mate, they supposedly "completed you".

But during all my existence of a hundred and fifty years, I had never found mine; on one hand I was glad because I wanted to live life to the fullest before settling down but there was always a longing deep within my cold heart for my mate every time I saw other mates together with their little children, happy as a family.

"Your highness, do you approve?" one of the servants asked once they were finished dressing me.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, My skin glowed with youth as I had stopped aging at eighteen, I had a black suit donned on made from the finest silks across the world which was accompanied by a blood red tie whilst my jet-black hair was slicked back; my signature look. I nodded in approval; I looked at the maid, she was pretty average but as I continued to stare at her, I could hear her blood pumping which elicited my hunger. I curled my finger, motioning for the maid to come to me, she obediently obliged knowing very well the consequences if she didn't. I pulled her wrist to my mouth and took a bite. After having my fill I made my way out of the room.

Thomson met me halfway through the hallway.

"Your highness, I have talked to the owner of 'rose, home for humans' and he said that he would be delighted to have you choose your feeder and mistress both from his nursing home. "

"Perfect then, shall we leave?" I asked

"Your Highness, you don't have to go. I insist you are royalty, you don't need to do such tasks." Thomson spoke as we made our way to the car.

"I don't ever do what I don't want to do, you know that Thomson," I replied

Thomson bowed in submission and opened the door to the car as soon as we reached it, "Your highness, here are the files you requested regarding the newly assembled troops."

I spent the whole ride looking through the file. I closed the file and handed it to Thomson once we reached the nursing home.

It had been a long time since I had visited the nursing home, almost fifty years. I remembered the building being a dark red shade of maroon but now it had morphed into a repulsive brownish color , the exterior of the building was hideous, huge visible cracks were accompanied by outgrown grass all across the yard and a big nameplate spelled the words 'rose nursing home' on the roof of the building.

I sneered in disgust as I stepped out of the car, "what happened to this place?" I asked.

"It's been almost fifty years since you've been here your highness, things change. " Thomson replied

"Indeed, they do, Thomson" I agreed before continuing to walk towards the entrance of the nursing home.

"Welcome your highness, I can't believe you're here. My name is Henry Tybalt. I am the owner of the 'rose, home for humans', how may I help you? " asked a slightly pudgy looking old man while bowing down.

I could clearly tell he wasn't a vampire, not only could smell the aroma of blood pumping inside his body but I could also tell he wasn't a vampire because of the way he looked. He had visible wrinkles which shouldn't have been there if he was a vampire because we didn't age and his slightly graying hair was another obvious indicator.

"Yes Henry, I thought it would be best if I look for my latest mistress and feeder myself. " I answered in a bored tone.

"But of course, your highness. " Henry spoke all to excitedly.

Henry snapped his fingers and a line of beautiful women walked out, soon all of them stood still in a straight line waiting for me to choose my next mistress. All of them were trying to gain my attention by pushing their breasts out or biting their lips in a seductive manner but honestly; none of them sparked my interest, all of them were exactly like my last mistresses; power hungry sluts.

I was about to decline all of them when a screaming sound interrupted me.

"Why can't I go out yet?! "

It sounded like the voice of a little girl but for some obscure reason it sent pleasurable shivers down my spine. "Who was that? " I asked with curiosity as no one had ever affected me like so.

"No one your highness, now would you like to try one of the girls? " Henry spoke hastily,

" I want to see that child in this instance!" I ordered with an intense amount of power that all the beings in the room, vampire or human, bowed down.

"I will get her right away, your highness, " Henry said in a terrified tone and scurried out of the room. I had no clue why but every passing second felt like an eternity as I waited for the child, what was it about that child?

Perhaps Thomson noticed my impatience and decided to approach me. "Are you okay your highness? " he asked with a slightly worried tone.

"Absolutely fine, " I lied

"Your highness if you don't mind may I ask why did you want to see that child? you're not planning on feeding off her, are you? "

"Of course not, you know I don't feed off children Thomson, it's just that something about that child's voice intrigued me, I don't know what it was about her but I need to see her. " I replied with all honesty

All of a sudden Thomson's eyes went wide and slowly, he made his way to the back of the small room. I gave him a questioning look, he just smiled slightly in return but I could see the evident shock in his eyes. I ignored him and continued to wait for the little girl.

I could hear small Pitter patter of footsteps approaching me. I turned around facing the door, very slowly a tiny hand peeked from behind the door and soon the small girl came out of the door. Her shoulder length dark brown hair covered her face as she had tipped her head forward, she clutched an old and worn out teddy in her right hand tightly as if her life depended on it.

But all that wasn't unusual the unusual part was that every step she took towards me her scent got stronger and stronger, I felt an unusual hunger like I had never before, it wasn't hunger for blood rather it was a hunger for her touch, to feel her close to me. She came to an abrupt halt as soon as she was in front of me, she just about reached my knees so I bent down to her level. Cautiously I put my hand on her delicate skin and lifted her head up, as soon as her head was up I noticed that she had shut her eyes closed very tightly, I didn't like that one bit; I wanted to look into her eyes.

"Hey, can you open your eyes for me? " I tried questioning as tenderly as possible.

She shook her head 'no' which should've made me mad or in the least bit annoyed but I just found her actions to be amusing and adorable. "If you open your eyes I promise to get you... Ice-cream? " I tried as I remembered that humans, especially children enjoyed the treat.

Almost instantly her eyes blinked open and she stared at me expectantly but I was stunned into silence because as I stared into her gorgeous cocoa brown eyes, my stone cold heart which hadn't beaten in centuries started thudding rapidly and an unfamiliar feeling of warmth coursed through my body.

I knew then that the little girl who stood before me was not only the light to my darkened world, she was my future, my other half, my love... My mate.