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                    A moment later I felt a small hand touch my am, and when i looked down I saw that the person touching me was the beautiful girl from earlier. She was wearing a beautiful green dress with a small gold belt accenting her small waist as well as a matching green ribbon around her delicate neck. I couldn't help notice the vein pulsating just under her flesh the source of her life so easy to take. I could tell she was frightened but as I looked into her eyes she was holding herself together well. Her eyes were gentle and full of concern. We stood there together for a few moments in silence just a calmness that I didn't quiet understand. But then I realized that I was almost out of time to get home in before he noticed I was gone and sent the guards out to search for me.           Before I realized what I was doing I had turned and I was walking away in the direction of the castle. Most importantly i was walking away from the girl before i could put her life in danger because if I knew who she was or where she was then so would he and I refused to let that happen to her. Just because I was trapped in hell didn't mean I would get someone else trapped here with me I couldn't. I may not be the living girl i used to be, I've done things i'm not proud of but i'm sure as hell not the monster that he was or that he has been trying to make me.         The walk back to the castle seemed to take less time than it usually does. The castle that i'm supposed to call home wasn't like most of the castles in this area it was large but it wasn't dark and gloomy like most, it was bright and full of huge windows making it almost beautiful if you didn't have to live there and deal with what I do. I made my way through the dimly lit foyer with it's red carpeted floors and matching velvet drapes on either side of the huge windows.I had just begun to climb the stairs on my way to the south side of the castle where I slept in a room separate from my "soulmate". I don't share the same feelings he has. I think he is nothing more than an arrogant asshole who thinks that he is god's gift to women. i think he is anything but a good time every now and then.                 I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt a set of gentle hands land on my waist they were large and warm and I knew who they belonged to when I felt the electricity i always felt when he touch he jun along every nerve in my body straight to my core.I may have been 17 hen i was turned but i'm not far from my 21st birthday now. I hated the way my body yearned for his touch but was his touch worth it. It isn't as though he is ugly because he isn't he is tall well over six foot and was a wall of perfectly placed muscle that looked like god formed with his ow hands. although we never had s*x his kiss and touch alone sets your body on fire. not that he hasn't tried to get in my skirts for the last 2 years.         I leaned into his chest feeling his strong body behind me as he placed a kiss on my neck just below my ear and then another on my neck and then another on his mark from his kiss that made me shiver with pleasure.It always did then I felt him growl an deep possessive growl in his throat as he turned me to face him. His eyes were like deep pools of emerald and his hair a soft auburn his fangs showed as he looked at me. Without warning he scooped me up in his strong arms and carried me up the stairs but instead of going to the south wing where we would go our separate ways he carried me to the north wing where his private quarters were. He opened the door with ease and shut it once we were in the door he walked over to his large king size bed and placed me in the center of the bed and covered me up then crawled in the bed with me and placed an arm around me and pulled me to him in a tender way. the last thing i remember was hearing him say he missed me.
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