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In my head, I could imagine the Lycan prince standing behind me with his strong arms wrapped around my waist while I felt his hot breath glazing my neck. "So, we are now special guests to the great Lycan king." I giggled, biting my lower lips softly as I blinked my eyes seductively, admiring how stunningly beautiful I was. My life was something close to perfect as the Alpha's daughter because everything I wanted was delivered to me on a platter of gold. I never lacked anything, as my parents were ready to do everything possible to fulfill all my wishes. I was 17 when I first saw Dracula, the Lycan prince. On that day, I accompanied my mother to answer an emergency call from the Lycan king.

She looks more or less his sister because she looked way to young to even be his mother, makes me wonder if she got pregnant with Benjamin when she was just a teenager? " My baby boy!!! I couldn't go with your dad , that's why I came". She turned and meets me sitting beside her son, "and you're?". She asked.. "Oh! I'm Ella Dracula, I attend the same school with your son". No one had to tell me to stand up and offer the chair to her.. It was the only chair there, and between the both of us, she'll need the chair more than I do.. " Nice! Dracula? That's a funny name".

An annoyed growl of enter was heard and Ash opened the door. "Father, I'd like to introduce my house guest, Princess Madeline Drăculea, Madeline my father Devon Volkov, high chair of the vampire council," He said and his father stood and approached me. I looked up at the older vampire and was shocked by his likeness to Lennex. Same platinum blonde hair that fell down to his lower back. I wasn't attracted to him though, a dark foreboding presence seemed to emit from him. Devin's yellow eyes looked at me critically and he stopped before me. "You are as lovely as your mother and what a breathtaking woman she is," he said softly, lifting my chin to get a closer look at my eyes.

The bell Chime again startled Jade, She looked over to the door, a man and a lady came through. “Talon, Lena.” Darla greeted. Jade looked over to Darla. She motioned her head silently asking her to go to the back again. She sighed and did as she was told. She listened to the conversation. “So, who is she Darla?” the man asked. “Rachel's daughter, but don't let it get around okay,” Darla whispered. “You know he is going to find out about her?” Lena questioned. “Yes, but right now it’s not a good time to tell her.” Darla sighed. “She just lost her mother, and having found out her father is a vampire, don’t think it’s going to go too well.”

She's my Queen, basically, whatever she wishes I will try my best to accommodate, the hell with the consequences. Three days later we were all gathered in our Transylvanian castle in the little village of the touristy Dracula village of Biertan. Ammar, Vesper, Layla, Constantine, Marshall, and Lucius were there. We were happy parents even when Emilian showed up late after giving an excuse about how he was held up by two tourists wanting their scare of the true vampire being.

“Never forget, I have your human sister with me.” The second surge of images stopped from rolling. Thunderclaps illuminated Maleficent’s dim-lighted room. In the darkness, her glowing green eyes were grinning. An ominous feeling surrounded the daughter of Beelzebub, Transylvania Academy’s newest Halfling and the Nether World’s greatest candidate to oppose Damon. “I just found an opening to secure Levi. What’s left is how to get him.”

At the Grande Pleasures hotel, where they were meeting with a group of businesspeople who were negotiating, for donations to their undertakings, so that they could close deals. A wealthy centuries-old vampire, who had red eyes and full lips, tall had her eye on her new partner's daughter, she was at a big party, there in that hotel where the rich and famous were using that moment, when a another associate began to entertain and distract the girl's father, who was no more than 17 years old, she was short, small and blond, virginal. The woman was probing, practically seducing her, this time, he was complimenting her.

He immediately rises to his feet, so fast the goblet tips, spilling red wine across the floor. His voice trembles. “You’re certain?” He asks. Benedict nods once. “DNA confirmed through the records of the werewolf registries. She is your daughter, the one bore to you by the werewolf Carmel twenty one years ago.” Draluke snatches the folder, eyes scanning the photos within. There she is Octavia. Grown now. Strong. Fierce. Luna of the Dawnad pack. A powerful position, surrounded by enemies, political chaos, and danger.

She steps to the side leaving me exposed to the doctor and his clippers. "Keena," my mother sighs. "He is just trying to help you and you are acting like a child." "But my hair," I stomp my foot and whine a little. Suddenly I remember a story that my mother told me once. Where she had been fatally wounded and my father had licked her wound shut. "What about lycan saliva?" The doctor scoffs in my direction. "It has to be performed by a lycan and I doubt you will find one that is willing to do it. It is a very... intimate action. Usually only performed between mates."

Talen looked at his blonde mate. “The hotels are all in the same area,” Heath replied. “It won’t be hard to work out which one – just look for the Van Helsing activity.” They all paused as the door opened and Tyler, Talen’s blood slave and a vampire entered and looked around, taking in the witches, Connery and Meguitte, Harry and Jules, the Point Crest Triquetra, before finishing on Talen and the Triquetra. “Hey, you found them, Talen?” Tyler’s smile was wide revealing bloodied teeth.