WRATH (7)

WILLIAM

"I WANT TO LEAVE NOW!" I sighed frustratedly as little Amelia began throwing one of her persistent tantrums. What I couldn't believe was how such a tiny body could handle this much screaming! This was her fifth tantrum in the last hour and I had finally had enough!

Storming through the hallways I burst through my bedroom doors and saw the little minx sprawled over my bed with the right side of her face tucked into a pillow and the other side evident of red, puffy eyes that tear after tear slid from and her adorable button nose, a deep red shade. 

It pained me to see her like this but she needed to be punished! She needed to know that she couldn't just throw a hissy fit and expect to get everything at her feet; well, I would eventually give her everything her little heart desired but one thing I couldn't grant her was separation from me and unfortunately, that was the only thing she was hell-bent on getting.

I stalked towards Amelia and it seemed she had not noticed my presence yet as she continued to sob into her pillow. I moved over to the bed and that's when she jumped up, surprised. "W-what are you doing?"

"Nothing yet, but if your screaming does not cease then I'll have no other choice than to throw you over my lap and give you a good spanking!" I said with a firm tone instantly silencing her. 

"You wouldn't do that," she tried saying in a robust tone but failed as it came out a breathy whisper.

A slow smile crept up to my lips and I  leaned closer to her face sensually grazing my tongue on her lower lip, "You have no idea what I am capable of love," Amelia's breathing increased and she began panting slowly, it was clear as day that the bond had an effect on her too, it drove her made just like it did me but the only problem seemed to be that she was trying to deny the sacred bond we shared.

"So you want to leave for your supposed 'home' right?" I asked and she nodded in reply. "Why?" I inquired curiously.

"Because I want to go back to my family," she mumbled. 

A cynical laugh escaped my throat, "What family Amelia? Remember you were an orphan! As for your acquaintance at the slave home, they are all dead!" I reminded her with a stoic look.

She began whimpering and cowering back to the headboard of the bed; I took a deep breath and tried calming myself down. I knew what I said was harsh but the thought of her leaving me made me livid! 

"Look little one, I have never apologized in my life and I have no idea how it is done but I want you to know that if you... ugh, Damn!" I cursed at my inability to utter a few apologetic words from my incompetent self.

I looked towards Amelia to see a small smile begin to form on her lips, "It's okay, you're right! I too am sorry for acting like such a brat. I just feel like I am suffocated in this room, I want to go outside... please," she whispered the last part.

"Of course. Why don't you change first and then I'll assign one of my maids to take you out in the royal garden," I offered softly before taking my leave.

"William, wait!" her meek voice called out as soon as I was about to step my foot outside.

"Yes, angel?"

"I don't have any other clothes," she murmured whilst holding the torn ends of the same nightgown she had donned on the night I brought her here.

"Right, how very vague of me, if you look inside the closet you'll find clothing exact to your measurements, they are right beside my garments," I explained and began walking to the exit once again but her voice froze me in my steps once more.

"William," she called out, her voice barely above a whisper but evidently clear for me because of my heightened hearing.

"Yes, little one?" I queried.

" I don't want to go with a maid, can you go with me instead?" She pleaded but unfortunately, even if my desire to give in to her request was ever so immense, I couldn't comply as I had dutifully been avoiding every single meeting with my advisors in the last day to spend time with my little mate.

" Regrettably, I can't," a sombre tone emanated from within me. Instantly, her bottom lip sprung out and an adorable pout made its way onto her face.

" It's okay, I understand," she muttered before dragging her lithe body of the bed and moving towards the closet.

My resolution to attend the meeting began slowly yet undoubtedly crumbling. Taking a deep breath, I turned back and rushed out before I could my mind yet again. 

Heck, I was king! I should be able to do whatsoever I wanted!  I thought with a defeated sigh as I knew even though I did have the means to walk out on the meeting it wouldn't be the best decision because my advisors and I had much to discuss.

I strolled through the heavy mahogany doors, into my office and took my seat on the throne placed in the midst of the room. " What is going on the southern territory that has been recently obtained by the rebels?" I asked referring to the lowly group of vampires that believed in human rights and had been trying to take down the vampire regime and give humans control.

I couldn't believe how moronic this rebel group of vampires was, fighting for another race! But I should have guessed from the beginning that this was bound to happen because of that self-righteous bastard, Dimitri Roosevelt, that was leading the rebel group!

"W-Well, your h-highness the good news is t-that the territory has been reclaimed by our fierce soldiers but in the p-process of doing so we have lost many of our loyal men and moreover Dimitri and a few of his fellow comrades have e-escaped," The terrified voice of an aged advisor resonated throughout the large study.

A sardonic smile made its way up to my face, " and how exactly is this prosperous news? Should I celebrate the fact that Dimitri has escaped once again? Or should I celebrate the death of my soldiers?" The sarcasm in my voice, clearly evident.

The aged advisor shrunk back before lowering his head in submission, "FIND DIMITRI ROOSEVELT!" I roared before storming out of the study. I needed something to calm me down and only one name came to mind when I thought of a person who had the power to do so, my angel, Amelia.

Without another thought, I began walking to the royal garden. Once I reached my destination I slid open the moderately large glass doors that led to the garden. Inside almost instantly I spotted the maid appointed to take care of Amelia but worryingly my little mate was nowhere in sight.

"Where is she?" I demanded as soon as I was next to the maid. 

"Y-Your Highness," The scared maid bowed once noticing my presence.

"WHERE!" I bellowed before grabbing her neck in a fit of rage. Anger from the meeting began clouding my mind and the only person to stop it was nowhere to be seen. Shakingly, the maid lifted her hand and pointed her finger towards the lanky tree that towered behind my back. 

Slowly, my gaze lifted higher and that's when I saw her, her hazelnut eyes shining bright plus her cocoa brown tresses whirling with the soft wind whilst she stood high above the ground, on top of a seemingly brittle branch and just like that my fury began to cease. That's all it took, one look from her! 

No one in this world could even begin to comprehend the power that this little creature held over me.