Vampire King's Pet

Chapter Eleven: Stay Here

Alexei's POV

I opened my bedroom door and unceremoniously dragged Avery to my bed and forced her to sit down. "Don't you f*****g move.." I snapped.

Avery rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. My gaze fell to where her arms were. She had her arms perfectly under her breast and they were raised up, giving me a good view of her cleavage. I grunted and forced my eyes back to her face.

She was glaring right back at me. Avery's eyes turned orange for a split second and I was curious if Genevieve actually stripped her of her magic. I huffed and opened up my nightstand and pulled out my cuffs. "What are those for?" Avery asked, backing away from me on the bed.

I smirked holding them up. "These? They are for you." She whimpered and began moving up higher on the bed, practically sitting on my pillows. I smiled deviously and claimed onto the bed. "Please, Alexei... I'm sorry, I won't-" I grabbed one of her ankles and pulled her down the bed. Avery whined and tried to get away, but I was faster.

I grasped her left wrist and slipped the cuff on it. I then hooked the other end of the cuff to the bedpost. "Perfect. Now if you decide to strip naked again no one will see."

"No, let me go. You can't do this." She snarled at me. Avery lifted her right hand and tried to use a chant or whatever on me, but because her magic was stripped nothing happened. Avery screamed, angry that she couldn't use her power and I felt a tinge of sympathy for her, but only for a second.

"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you Alexei Nicholson. I hope you die so I can be free of you."

I chuckled. "Free? You've nowhere to go pet. Your home is gone, your family is gone, and your sweet, sweet lover is gone." I smirked. Only when I looked down at her a sharp sting covered my right cheek, heat filling the spot. She just slapped me.

"I h..hate y-y-you." She whimpered. "I wish you had let me die with my family. And with Daniel." Avery's beautiful blue-grey eyes closed and a tear fell from her eyes.

I couldn't stand to look at her, so I tossed a blanket over her and stormed out and went to my office across the hall, I left the door open to the room and I wish I hadn't. I could hear her crying. My heart was breaking due to the sadness I felt coming from her through the bond.

Constantly feeling her emotions was getting on my nerves. The nightmares, the fear and the sad emotion I got from her was palpable and I hated it. The depression she was going through currently was something I understood, but I haven't felt that way in years. And this damn bond we now had was driving me insane.

Someone knocked on my door, I looked up from my laptop and glared at Marcus. "I didn't see anything your grace. You didn't have to break my neck," he complained while rubbing his neck, which I assumed was sore.

"Yes I did. Avery needs to know she can't do things like that around grown men. Especially vampires, our lust for blood will drive us to do things I don't think she would recover from if one were to see her bare flesh."

"May I speak freely?"

"Of course." I nodded and leaned back in my seat.

"I don't think that's the reason why you did it. I think it's the bond that didn't like her striping with another person that wasn't you in the room." he said.

I lulled over his words, then pinched the bridge of my nose. "I also believe that's why you've claimed her as your pet. You refuse to see another man or woman have control over her." a sly smirk formed on his lips.

Dropping my hand I glared at him. "No I claimed her because she's a child. People here would try and use her. I can't have that on my hands."

Marcus nodded. "Sure it is."

"What are you even here? Aren't you supposed to be on guard?"

"No, the person I'm meant to be watching over is currently in your bed, cuffed to the headboard. I don't think she'll try and run away." he chuckled. Marcus then looked over his shoulder, her crying had softened up, they weren't as prominent now that she's settled in.

"However, sir. She's not eaten today, and has refused all the food offered." I groaned.

"Why?"

He smiled softly, because she was worried about you. Couldn't stop her from checking on you every half hour to make sure you were alright. My King, she was genuinely worried for you..." I stared at him with wide and confused eyes.

Then it dawned on me, shed given me the proper means to rid my body of the poison, but I did not give her any. She said it worked both ways. I cursed under my breath and tried to remember if her skin was still red and hot with fever, but I couldn't for the life of me recall if she could still feel those effects now that I was healthy again.

I looked at Marcus, "Is that all?" he furred his brow and then nodded with a sigh.

"I can bring a snack if you want?"

"No, I can handle it. Go to bed, I'm fine, and she's fine." he nodded again, bowed his head and quietly left my office. I dragged myself up from the chair and ran a hand through my hair.

Sniffling could be heard as I reached the bedroom, followed by a grunt. I raised an eyebrow and sneaked into the room. I watched in the dim light as Avery kept pulling on the handcuff, trying to figure how much force was needed to pull it from her slender wrist. But in reality, all she was doing was ruining the wood to my bedframe and cutting and bruising her skin.

I glanced down at my wrist, wondering why I felt no ache or pain as she did it. Was she so upset that she herself felt nothing? It wasn't until I heard a snap and her gasp that I looked back up, my arm now shooting with intense pain.

Avery covered her mouth, a sob leaving her when she realized what she had done. My eyes turned red at the sight of the blood sliding down her now broken wrist. "You meant you weren't going to sleep in here didn't you?" I snapped.

Another sob left her. "Go away!"

"I can't now. I just watched you break your own wrist with feeling a thing until it was too late. Now you and I will be spending the night in the infirmary." I growled and went over to where she was. I pulled the key to her cuffs from my pocket and released her from them.

The second her wrist was free she stood up and bolted to the bathroom, on the other side of my room. "Avery!" I snapped. I was getting tired of her dramatics. "You make it hard for me to treat you like an adult when you continually act like a child."

"I said go away, Alexei. I don't want to see the one person who won't let me leave!" I hit the door harshly, my hand instantly began hurting and I knew I probably broke it. But I didn't care, it would heal momentarily. My only regret though is I knew she'd feel it until it healed.