Crimson Night

Chapter Fifteen

A blindfold covered my eyes and I have been forbidden to dip into Charles’ mind to discover where I was wearing, I would not do it anyways because I did not want to ruin his surprise. With his hand in mine, leading the way, I could feel the sparks jumping up my arm. Why was I so easily accepting of Charles, but with Grayson I was so hesitant…then again it might be the whole werewolf thing.

I could smell the nature around me, and I knew that we were outside somewhere, I could also smell something that I could not quite place, it was familiar yet I had not smelt it in a while.

“We’re here.” Charles said, and then he slid the blindfold off me. When I looked around my jaw dropped. “I remembered that Liam said you liked cars.” Surrounding us were cars from many different eras and fields. The 2013 Shelby Ford Cobra GT500 was to my right, a SSC Ultimate Aero was behind that, a Bugati was to my left, 1980 Dodge Challenger behind me, and a 1970 Chevy Camaro was staring me down, and those were only a few of the cars around me. In the middle of all the cars was a blanket set out with candles lit and blood and wine out for us to drink.

“Oh my gosh!” I squealed like a kid on Christmas morning and I hugged Charles. I did not care if it was corny or not, I was in love with this date already.

“Do you really like it?” Charles asked, standing awkwardly as I pulled away. I realized then that he had been going out on a limb and he was not sure if I was going to like it or not.

“Yes! Charles, I love it. Nobody has ever done anything this sweet for me!” I realized that the smell I smelled earlier was the smell of gasoline. “Thank you so much!”

“I loved doing it, now come on let’s go have some wine.” I slipped my shoes off so I could feel the grass on my feet and I followed Charles to the plaid blanket. I sat down as Charles poured us both a glass of wine.

I tried to forget about Grayson, but it was hard in nature, his element. We were surrounded by tree and I could practically smell the pine scent. Then I looked into Charles’ blue eyes and I melted. He smirked at me and handed me my glass, which I considered sipping but gulped instead causing Charles to crack up.

“Well, that’s one way to do it.”

“And how do you do it, Mr. King?” I asked.

“Like this.” He stuck his pinky up and then slowly sipped on his wine. “That is how the King does it, Madame.” He said, setting his glass down.

“No, that’s how a goody-too-shoe does it.” I laughed.

“What do you wish to speak about, beautiful?” He asked, causing me to look down. With Grayson, I was commanding and confident, but with Charles, I was almost submissive and…not shy, but coy.

“How do you like leading the vampires of the North American Continent?”

“You had to go business on me, didn't you?” He groaned. “To be honest, I do enjoy it. I thought that I would hate ruling, because that is what my mother always talked about, how I was going to follow in her footsteps and how much she wished Liam had been the eldest, or had turned to a vampire. But now that I am King, and my mother isn’t here to tell me how to rule…I enjoy it, I enjoy the power and I enjoy the fact that I'm control now and I'm not the one being pushed around. Man…that makes me sound so power hungry doesn't it?” He laughed nervously.

“No, it just makes you sound sick of being oppressed by your mother.”

“Thanks, that makes me feel better.” He smiled. “And now it’s my turn to ask the question. How do you feel being one of the most powerful vampires out there?”

“One of the most powerful vampires out there, how?”

“Your mother was and may become again the Queen of Russian, your grandmother is the Queen of North America, your soul mate is the King, you have a Prince who is in love with you and you have the ability to control any vampire or human, the ability to access any information that you wish.”

“Oh, that power.” I sighed. “Honestly, sometimes I love it, I think that it is the most invigorating feeling ever, I can do whatever I wish and not have to worry about consequences…but most of the time I hate it. To everyone I am a weapon, a tool to use in a war. Before it was with the COL against the vampires, last, a week ago it was with the Werewolves against the vampires and who knows who wants to use me in the future. I'm used as leverage, like with Erik against Cain…I can never catch a break because of who I am…”

“It seems we both have problems with power and control.” He smiled. “But, you won't be used anymore. You will be by my side in everything, but you will never be used as a weapon again, besides Anninka has made it clear that she only wants to use Angelina.”

“She would, she doesn't trust anyone but her favorite daughter.” I shook my head and poured myself another glass of wine. “I believe that it is my turn now. Okay, I know that this may be personal, but I figure why not bond on a date right?” He nodded. “Who did you lose your virginity to?” He choked on the wine that he had been drinking.

“Well, way to get right to the point. It was one of my mother’s friend’s children. She was sired a few decades ago and she had visited a few times and things got serious with her, I thought that we would stay together for a while, but the moment that her Dam left, she left with her, with no goodbye. I left girls alone after that…that was five years ago. Ok, my turn, who did you leave your virginity too? It’s been bothering me for a while and I have it down to either Cain or Liam.” He seemed so cool about it. “I was at the auction that day you were being sold, too bad I hadn’t been there to buy a slave, because I was interested in you but my mother had sent me there to observe only.”

“So…you would be ok if I slept with either of them?”

“Well…yeah, I mean I would be jealous because I wasn’t the one who took your virginity but I lost my virginity to someone else so I have no right to get mad.” I laughed inwardly.

“Neither of them.”

“Really? Who then? I can't imagine Milo because Cain would have killed him…I heard Isaac attacked you, was it him?” He growled.

“No, no. It was no one.”

“What do you mean no one?”

“I mean, I still have my virginity.”

“You…you haven't had s*x yet?”

“No.” I shook my head and then looked around. I heard him take a deep, shuddering breath. “Are you laughing at me?” I asked, snapping my eyes back to him, but when I saw his eyes, I knew automatically that he was far from laughing. His pupils were large and his eyes looked darker, his fangs were out and he actually licked his lips.

“I-I’m sorry.” He said, running his hand through his hair, trying to control himself.

“So easily turned on.” I smiled, licking my own lips. Charles had discarded his jacket, and he was only wearing the thin dress shirt and I could perfectly see the outline of his perfectly sculpted body. I could not resist myself, not anymore. I reached over and acted like I was going kiss him, but instead I landed my lips on his neck, gently sucking on it. Charles pinned me to the ground, took over control, and took over my lips. I moaned against his mouth and he slid his hand under my back, pulling me tight against him. Since my hands were free I used them to quickly rid him of his shirt, or at least his shirt buttons so I could run my hand over his perfect abs. Charles’ other hand had been resting on my stomach, but now it was sliding it’s way up to my breasts, and I was nearly shaking in anticipation.

“King!” I heard someone yell and I heard Charles growl.

“You have got to be f*****g kidding.” He growled. “What do you want?” He asked, looking at the vampire walking up to him. It was a young male, who was shaking in his boots, but was also checking out my chest, which I just realized was showing. I yanked my shirt up and glared at him and he quickly averted his eyes.

“There was an attack on a vampire camp, close to our lands.” He informed Charles, causing him to say and stand up.

“Sorry, love.” He said looking at me. “As much as I would love to stay here, work calls.” He looked so regretful that I stood up and gave him a very passionate kiss. “Not helpful, love.” He said, pulling away. “I’ll see you later, okay?” I nodded and then I watched him walk away as I stared at his perfect butt, causing my mouth to water and I was tempted to chase after him, but my pride kept me rooted in place.

I adored the cars for a couple of minutes and then I made my way back to the castle, somewhat disappointed that my night did not end differently.

“Well, well, well look who’s back in town.” A voice said as I walked into the castle. I looked up to see my aunt, smirking at me as if she owned the world.

“What do you want Angelina.”

“Nothing, but I do want to talk to you about what a wonderful animal Liam was in bed, but then again you wouldn’t know that, would you?” She laughed.

“You know that doesn't bother me anymore, right?”

“Yeah, you have your eyes on a certain leader, or should I say two certain leaders? How do you think Charles would feel if he found out that you had feelings for a certain werewolf?”

“How do you think your mother would feel if she found out you are sleeping with one of her Princes, or how do you think Charles would react if he found out that you are sleeping with the higher-ups so they side with your mother? How would everybody feel if they found out you were such a w***e? Really, Angelina, you can't beat me at my own game.”

She ground her teeth.

“I really do hate you.”

“The feeling is mutual Auntie.” I said, pushing past her and towards anywhere away from here. I wandered the halls for a while, feeling bored and not quiet sure what to do.

“Mmm…look at that ass.” Someone said, a voice that was familiar and made me shudder for some reason. I turned to see Erik, looking at me as if I was some piece of meat. I growled, causing his eyes go to my face and he growled in return.

“You're supposed to be dead.”

“And you will be.” I stepped towards him.

“Cecily, that lying w***e. I'm going to have some fun with you before I kill you, draining you of that wonderful blood and this time I will finish the job.” He lunged at me and I tried to dodge him, but he moved much faster than I did. I didn't want to use my powers on him, because I wanted to kill him with my own hands, with my own strength, just like I wasn’t going to use my Kiss of Death on him because I didn't want his life inside me, and to be honest I didn't want my lips on his.

He tackled me to the ground, causing my head to bounce off the floor but I quickly turned and kneed him in the stomach and shoved him off me. I straddle him and my elbow connected with his nose, causing the air to fill with the smell of blood. He fist connected with my nose and I heard it crack as he broke it, and now I was extremely pissed. I head butted him and delivered a blow to his family jewels. He kicked me off him and I flung into the wall behind us, causing it to crack in places all around me. He delivered a kick to my diaphragm, knocking the wind out of me.

I flung myself off the wall, shoved him into the wall, and then delivered a punch to his throat. I gripped his head in my hands and then twisted it around until I heard he pleasurable snapping noise and then I let my anger completely consume me and I ripped his head off, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

After I finished panting and feeling like an all-powerful vampire, I realized that I now had a body and I was covered in blood.

What was I going to do now?

Well, first, I had to get rid of the body, then I had to clean up the mess, and then I had to fill up on blood. Okay, so I filled up on blood first and then as I was about to move Erik’s body, I realized that I did not have to. I was the King’s soul mate, what were they going to do to me? Besides, Erik attacked me first and Cecily could back me up saying that he had a motive to try to kill me.

“What the hell happened here?” Charles asked, his eyes glowing. I had filled up on blood so my wounds were healed, but I was still covered in my own blood.

“Erik found out I was alive and he tried to kill me, so I stopped him and killed him instead. I may have gone a little overboard but he broke my nose and pissed me off!”

“So, he's dead and you tortured him?”

“Yes and no.”

“Damn, he deserved to be tortured for touching that body of yours in any kind way.” I laughed.

“Who is going to clean this up?” I asked, looking at the blood and broken wall.

“Someone, but not us. I have got to go to bed and to be honest I would before not to sleep alone.”

“I don't think I'm in the mood—”

“Not like that, just sleep.”

“Mmm…you know, that sounds perfect, but I have got to shower.”

“Can I join?”

“Charles!” I smiled.

“I'm kidding.” He said, raise his hands in surrender.

“You better be.” I said, taking one of those hands into my own and leading him to his room. Maybe I was ready to lose my virginity.