The Alpha and The Vampire Queen

Memories p1

Milan Barter's p.o.v

I hum happily as I fix the apron on my clothes as I come out of the King's room. Soon I feel something like a rag being pressed against my mouth. I start to struggle before my limbs start to feel heavy. 

"I'm so sorry. Forgive me, sister." I feel a tear drip down my face, it was my brother. The same brother who left me to die in the werewolves' palace and ran away with my sister to the vampires.

I felt myself slipping away not before hearing the chuckling of a female voice.

"I suppose it's time for the war to start, isn't it my Queen?" 

"Indeed it is."

Nerezza's p.o.v (Serenity)

"Mother, what do you think of the Queen Cassanova?" I ask, laying down and examining my black nails, shrinking them and then growing them.

Mother strokes my hair, "It doesn't matter what I think of the Queen."

"It does to me." I say immediately and grab her hands. "Please tell me." she sighs.

"I must admit. She isn't my favorite Queen that I've met. She's cruel and vengeful. Just be glad that you both are friends. I don't know what I would do if not. Our two lands wouldn't be at peace I suppose. Especially in these times now that the Fernando line was overthrown by her."

"I see." I mutter,

"Daughter, I am warning you now. Do not try and overthrow her, it is important that you remain peaceful with her kingdom. Especially with your coronation tomorrow. I'd hate for peace to be disrupted."

"Yes, yes mother. I know this. Speaking of which, I believe that Martina (Violet) and I have arranged to meet at this moment. If you'll excuse me." I get up, give her a slight nod and leave the room.

I run down the stairs, almost tripping on my gown. I run to Martina's room, immediately closing the door behind me.

"Martina please help me get this wretched gold embroidered blue gown and corset off. I'm unable to breathe and mother still believes that this wretched shade of blue suits me."

I hear Martina's soft laugh and she comes and helps me, I glance at her brown hair perfectly curled and placed on the top of her head. On her bed was an embroidery hoop with black fabric clipped on she was in the middle of making a rose.

"You are to be Queen dear sister. However will you survive the whole day if you are unable to breather with your corset on?" I chuckle at her remark then sigh

"Oh Martina. I wish I was like you sometimes. Like a gentle delicate flower."

"You are a gentle delicate flower." I snort and she sighs, "Although perhaps more like a black rose bush with thorns." she says and we both laugh. 

She finally got to my corset and loosened it a tad bit. She went to her closet and got me black gown, a read one and a midnight blue. Of course, I chose the black one. She, with master fingers, put it on in less then a minute and tightened the strings on my back.

"Shall we go out then?"

"Let's, to our usual place then."

Andrew's p.o.v (Alex)

"What do you mean, Milan is dead." I ask in a quiet but deathly serious voice.

"Her body was found missing this morning and return at high noon at the edge of our borders. It seemed like a suicide attempt but we're not sure yet."

I get up suddenly and yell, throwing the nearest thing to me, a vase, and smashing it on the wall. 

"Calm down." Xander(Brandon) grips my arm tight and faces me, "Go take a walk, I'll come with you."

I sigh and glare at him, "Fine, but we're going to where Milan was found. I'll assume her body was brought here but I want to see the area first."

Xander nods reluctantly and we both go outside. 

It was oddly silent, despite the breathing and sounds of footsteps. 

"Why were you so hooked up on her anyways? She wasn't your mate, only a simple human palace slave, and yet. You slept with her, cherished her. Why?" he looks at me seriously and I stop.

"Not everyone gets to choose who they fall in love with."

"What you had wasn't love."

"I won't hear of this matter again."

"You're ridiculous." he mutters before we hear a piercing scream.

We both rush to the clearing where we find two girls, one in a black gown, her hair braided with a gold crown on her head, holding a black parasol. Her hands were covered with black lace gloves.

The second one seemed the opposite, her brown hair curled and piled on top of her head, she had a hat that most noble ladies wore, one that covered half her face. She was wearing a pale violet gown and white silk gloves. She was also holding a parasol, this time, white.

The lady in white was on the ground, a hand covering her mouth, while the lady in black something, they seemed to not notice us.

"Nerezza, are you insane?! Get away from that."

"I'll be fine Martina." she seemed to be approaching a spot of blood on the ground.

"Nerezza, stop."

"I said I'll be fine." I could see her crouching down near the blood before clicking her tongue. "Human blood." I froze when she said that, I looked towards Brandon for confirmation and he nods.

"You scared me, I thought it would be-"

"It is."

"Cassanova?"

"Indeed. Although what could a human do to make the Cassanova mad enough to do this."

"Did she do her usual or is it something else."

"I'm not sure yet" I could see that woman closing her eyes and licking the blood off her finger. She gasps. "I see."

"What is it." The woman in white immediately stands up and grips the other girl's arm,

"Kill yourself or let me kill you. The thing she says to the humans she kills."

"I thought you got rid of her urge to kill those who wrong her."

"I thought I did, but like I said before, to enhance all my powers, I need to find my mate and complete the ritual, on top of that I need to make the poison. You of all people should know that."

"I do. I want to stop her reign by all means possible but we don't know the recipe of the poison, mother and father wont tell us and the only way to get the book is by crossing the werewolves' territory."

"Speaking of which. Come out from behind the trees. I could smell you from a mile away." 

Brandon and I step out from the trees and into the clearing,

"What are you doing on our land?"

"Your land? I think you mean my land, this blood patch is on the borders of my kingdom and is therefore my business. Although, this clearing is impossible to find unless you know the exact route so I assume you knew this human?" The wind shifts and I froze, Suddenly my vision sharpened and I saw flashes of light. When I returned to the present it appeared she saw it too, mate.

Martina's p.o.v

I sensed it before my vision sharpened and flashes appeared in front of my eyes. One of these males were my mate,  I looked at both of them from under my hat and I let an inaudible gasp escape my lips when I saw the shorter man slightly behind the male talking to Nerezza.

"Sister, if you don't mind, may I go talk to the gentleman over there?" she looks hesitant but nods.

I walk over before stopping, "My apologies but I need your permission before entering your borders on which you are standing, of course unless you would like to come over my way." I smile slightly but he looks suspicious.

"So, you're a bloodsucker huh?" I freeze at the term he used, he had ignored my previous statement.

"I am indeed, although instead of bloodsucker we prefer the term vampire. We have feelings like you and most don't like that term."

He scoffs and raises his eyebrows, "Feelings? You guys are nothing more than walking corpses with demons controlling you." 

Why have you done this to me Goddess? Why have you given me an undesirable mate? I clench my fists,

"Furthermore, I refuse to have you as my mate. I could, of course reject you but rejection doesn't cut of ties all the way. Meet me here tomorrow at early morning, just before the sun sets. I'll bring the knife."

His words were like stabs to my chest, each making their way deeper into my heart and breaking it along the way.

"If you want to get rid of me then let's do it now. Nerezza darling, we'll be taking a walk along the woods!" She nods and waves us off.

Once I was sure we were out of her sight and hearing I grew my nails and slice my forearm, letting blood drip until the wound closed, I grab the wolf's arm and make a cut as well, letting his blood drip where mine had,

"Dear goddess, this holy reunion you have blessed us with will be no more, have mercy." I murmur and bow to touch my forehead to the ground and leave the wolf behind. A tear slips from my eye as I walk away.