Vampire Prince Adrian

Adrian P.O.V The blood moon ball happens on the night of a blood moon. The ball is held so that vampires over the age of 21 can find their true blood bond. The one bond that will last for all eternity, or until one passes away, is a sad moment when it happens. My mother would know firsthand since my father passed away while protecting us when I was just a boy. My friend, Damien, who is not a vampire, comes with me on this awful night when it happens. I must attend every time the ball comes around since I am the prince of all vampires. My mother, Queen Ruby, was the first vampire to ever come into existence. “I hate going.” I sighed heavily while tying my Brioni silk tie. “You say that every blood moon ball.” Damien chimed from the chaise lounge in my room, “Hey here's a thing, how about—“, “How about I not go.” I said, finishing his sentence, “ You and I both know that is not going to happen. Mother wants me to go in hopes that I find my real true blood bond.”, He got up from the lounge and handed me my suit jacket, “Yeah, but you hate going after that whole thing with Bethany.” He made a good point. After Bethany, I never wanted to know if I did have a real true blood bond. That b***h somehow managed to fake our blood bond and made me a laughing stock of the vampire world, known as the Barren Prince. Since an heir has never been produced between us, but that was before I learned she faked our bond. We tried for 20 years until I learned the truth. No one knows of this dark secret other than my mother and my two best friends Damien and Matthew. I refuse to say how much of a fool that woman really made me, but even after I found out everything I still wanted to make it work with her because I thought maybe we could just live together in peace and even adopt a child. I deeply loved that woman and thought that she too loved me, but I was again proven wrong by her. All she wanted was the title of being Queen one day and of course money. Damien came over with a shot of whiskey. We backed them quickly and I sighed once again heavily, ”All right let's get this s**t over with.”. We left my room and headed down where my mother was already waiting for us. “Well, you took your sweet time.” She said in her thick Parisian accent. My mother is a beautiful woman of red, as I like to put it. “You know as well as I do, I don’t like going.” I replied while extending my arm out to escort her to the limo that was waiting outside. She took my arm in hers and we began making our way out. “I know darling, but we are royalty, we have to be there.” She said, patting my arm, “Besides we are the one who puts it together.” I rolled my eyes, but understood where she was coming from. “Also, you are not getting any younger dear and I do want a grandchild at some point.” She said entering the limo, next thing I know I hear a hardy laugh come from Damien, “Yes, dear you are not getting any younger.” He said, patting my back before getting in the limo, “You have no right to laugh.” I said getting in, “You have still yet to meet your mate and we are the same age.” He stopped laughing once I made my point. Damien is known in the supernatural world as the Lycan Prince, soon to be Lycan King once he finds his mate. On our 50th birthday we made a pack that on our 100th birthday we would never lay with another woman until we found our true bonds. I met Bethany not too soon after we made that pack, but once everything with her came to light, it was back on again. **FLASHBACK** We were celebrating our 50th birthday at a Tavern deep in the woods of paris which also acted as a supernatural brothel at night called Dark Shadow. We booked two rooms for a few nights. Since our mothers were planning a big soiree at the castle for us their was no point for us to be there. The nights were lively and filled with great ale and dancing. “Holy s**t, brother!” Damien said, “The ladies are extra freaky tonight. I already have two she wolves lined up that I plan on taking with me tonight, but it might turn into four if these other two play there cards right.” He shot back a pitcher of ale before running back to the dance floor. I was too busy entertaining my own group of vampiric women to even hear or understand what he was saying. Our night was filled with dancing, drinking, flirting and f*****g. I woke up the next morning to morning head from one of the girls I brought back to the room. After blowing my load I walked to the bathroom to clean up and head downstairs to meet Damien for breakfast. "Aw, do I have to go?" Came a high pitched nasally voice from the bedroom, "Can't I stay with you, my prince?". Did her voice sound like that last night? I thought, "Yes because I'm leaving and I don't want you here once I come back." I replied coldly. I could feel the glare on her face from behind while I slid my shoes on, "Now hurry up and put something on. I have somewhere to be." I could tell that I upset her but to be honest I don’t care. If I’m to be truly honest she was an easy lay and kind of easy on the eyes. After she slid back into her overly revealing dress from last night, she tried once more to try and convince me to let her tag along. She wrapped her arms around my neck and embraced me in a deep passionate kiss that I could have done without "How about now?" She asked batting her lashes, which only hid her dull brown eyes. I gave her an icy glare which only showed my displeasure more, "I'll only ask nicely once more." I said while pulling her claws from around my neck, "I have somewhere to be, now go." She huffed and started making her way to the door "ASSHOLE!" She yelled, slamming the door behind her. Again just an easy f**k and quite frankly they bore me. After her episode I made sure there was no lipstick residue on my mouth before leaving my room. I made my way downstairs where I met Damien waiting next to the bar, "You took your sweet time coming down." He said sarcastically, "The f*****g w***e I had last night wouldn't leave." I said showing the annoyance on my face. "Your problem is that your too nice about it." He said while standing up, "You need to exert your aura and show dominance." He slammed his fist into his chest like the true Noric viking he is. I laughed at his gesture, but he was right after all I am the prince and future king of vampires. I should start showing my dominance over those who take me lightly or even for a pushover. We arrived at a one of are favorite cafes in the nearby town and decided to enjoy the day. Now your probably wondering how I a vampire can enjoy day time.... simple my rank. My mother was the first vampire to ever come into existence and here you probably thought it was Dracula. He was one of her lovers after he went crazy with grief of the lost of his wife, but I digress. "Adrian, my brother, my oldest and most dearest friend. We need to make a pack."He said while taking a bite of his steak and eggs. I looked at Damien with confusion, "What are you getting on about?" I asked. "We need to come to an agreement that if we don't find our bonds-" I held my hand up and interrupted him, "I will not be your mate." He looked at me with disgust "What the f**k! No, that's not what I was getting at." He said annoyed, I couldnt help but snicker. "We need to agree to stop all the flirting and overly indulging with women on lonely nights. Until we find the one." He said seriously. "It's nice having a different woman every night but I want to know if my mate is out there and I can't very well smell like I slept with five different she wolves the night before." He said taking a bite of food, "So I was thinking that if we don't find are bonds by the time we're 100 years of age. No more women." I looked at my friend and knew he meant every word he said and honestly I'm ok with this idea. "Alright then I'm all in." I said holding my hand out. We shook on it and agreed we would never bed another woman for as long as we didn't find our bonds, we would stay single. **FLASHBACK END**