Bloodmoon

Chapter2

Grams Pov

“Melanie Winter Blackheart, you better answer me!” I shout, but she remains lifeless. “Jesse what happened?” I ask as I place the blanket over her cold form.

“I do not know honestly your majesty. She is not powerless as you all assume though,” She rubbed her head “she gave me one hell of a jolt.”

“What do you mean?” I knew she could not be weak and with our powers, I was over filled with hope, Melanie was the only one I felt compelled to hand my throne to. She had all the qualities of a queen but with no fangs and no gifts she would be impossibly weak. She could not handle the dangers of this life. I had to start training her twin sister, my other granddaughter Jasamine, but I knew deep down she did not have what it takes to be a Queen. She lacked compassion, finesse, and most of all integrity. She had a violent streak that worried me also, she will lead us down the path of destruction; a seer had already seen it. A war with the Lycans. The seer had fore told the Lycans victory with my entire blood line killed at the Lycan king's hand. She had already informed me that somehow Melanie was our only hope to stop him, and I did not understand until now. She had somehow wielded enough magic to send Jesse flying across the room. She was her mother's daughter.

“I could feel her energy, she has powerful magic, raw and untamed. It’s blocked though I am not sure with what or how. I was searching for the cause when I was blasted back.” She rubbed the back of her neck, “While I was visiting my father's realm; as your aware your Grace, he Is from the realm of the Fae, I read some books in one of the libraries there. I had read a story about the blessed one. A being so powerful that she would unite realms and all the kingdoms. As legend has it, she would be born a direct descendant of the Goddess, of royal blood of multiple magical species; a mix of vampire, witch, and Fae.”

“Do you believe Melanie to be this Blessed one?”

“You as well as I have studied the blood lines; you know your family descends from the Goddess and from the Fae as well, it is possible and would be a reasonable assumption.” She stared toward Melanies sleeping silhouette.

“If she was so blessed by the Goddess, then where is her magic? She is powerless, remember that is why we are here. I will admit that something happened just now but to assume she has some underlining power dormant seems a stretch to me, doesn’t its Jesse?” I held my head I was beginning to have a headache.

Jesse raises her arms in the air and waves her left hand over her right, white smoke swirled in her palm and a shiny red cup formed, she reached it out to me.” Tea your majesty you look like you could use it more than I.”

“Thank you darling,” I sit down sipping the hot liquid, “It is not that I do not think that she is strong or that I am unwilling to believe that she could be a wonderful ruler. I would give my left foot for her to be this powerful one you speak of. Melanie was always my joy, when her fangs and her power did not’ come on her birthday something changed in her. I was so disappointed, but I do not love her less.”

“I understand your majesty, there are many legends surrounding the tales of the Blessed one, some say she will be a daughter of the Fae court, my father always believed that the blessed one would be a Fae princess who would be mated to your son or grandson to unite the realms. I would assume though that all kingdoms hope that it will be their offspring who will hold the bounty. However, no one know when this will happen of course it could be that Melanie is not the blessed one and the blessed one has yet to be born. We will not know until she comes into her gifts.”

“If only we knew how to open her gifts.” I stressed, “What else does you Fae legends say about the blessed one?”

“Well, there is one that states that the blessed one shall be humbled with no magic and hidden amongst the shadows, until she meets her fated and the bonds of love shall begin to unlock her strengths, it also says that when completely bonded and marked with their fated, their power shall grow and become that which the world have never seen since the Goddess. The blessed one shall be the warrior and the chosen of the Goddess who full fill her wish for all her moon children to be united. If Melanie is truly the blessed one that I have read of then the only thing who need to do if find her true mate.”

“Her mate, that could fare to be more complicated than one might think. Her mate could be a human or vampire. Where to start becomes my question. Did your books tell us anything about who or what that might be?” I paced. I could not help also but stare at her, so innocently asleep. She may not realize how much I care for her; I wished beyond anything that things were different. I had heard rumors of how her siblings had tormented her but at the same time I could not interfere in the world we live in everyone has a place based on their power. And unfortunately, she had proved up until this moment to be powerless.

“I am not sure my Queen, I can do some more research if you will grant me passages to the libraries I need to look at.”

“Very well, I will get you passes to move realms, however one thing.” I stroke Melanies hair out of her face. “Let us lock her memories of this meeting and move her to her room. No need to create questions when we have to many ourselves and how no answers.” I rub my hands together and focus on what I want her to forget, and with glowing hands we touch her temples. I wave my hand over her sleeping form and visualize her room. Melanie disappears back to her room. “Let me know as soon as you find anything. You may go.”

“Yes, my Queen.” She waved her hands above her head, and she was gone.

Melanie’s POV

I feel the moon calling to me to rise to the stars as I sit up in the bed. My nap had run a little over, okay a lot over I confessed to my reflection. Strangest thing I didn’t remember laying down. Looking at the clock I realized everyone would be gone by now and I had thankfully avoided my family. I remembered I had finished breakfast and I had spoken to Grams, but I couldn’t recall about what. I grab my belongings and make my way to the only twenty-four-hour diner in the area to grab some food. I walk peacefully admis the ignorance of humanity around me with my twin sister's voice in my head, “Spending time with humans is why you never developed any gifts you know, it’s all that human stuff my brother would chime in.” What am I to do though? I am twenty-two years old almost ready to graduate with my bachelor’s degree in nursing because that is how I can aid in the cause. My brother leader of the coven made that decision for me with the help of my sister. I remember that night like it was yesterday; I was only seventeen at the time of graduating high school, the top of my class. I wanted to be a veterinarian and I had a bright future ahead of me, or so I thought. I brought my college acceptance letters to my grandmother who had raised me and my siblings, also to my brother who was the crown prince of the elite blood coven that, somehow, I was I part of.

He looked over the documents and laughed. “Congratulations, sister, but I think the medical field would be more beneficial. Jasamine what are your thoughts. You are the future Queen, after all?”

"Yes, at least in the medical field she can aid in all breeds and walks of life rather than just be meaningless."

My Grams cleared her throat with a glare in her direction,

"I mean powerless. The ability to give medical treatment is as close to a healing gift as one can get," To which my grandmother agreed.

“I don’t want to be a nurse or a doctor for people I want to be a veterinarian.” I argued.

“Winter, you need to be reasonable, you are the weakest member of our coven with nothing to offer, our Grams is the most revered Queen in our world, I am the most feared and powerful prince in the known covens and Jasamine has shown significant gifts and has some of the most impressive gifts for her age which leads her to take over for Grams who is near retirement. What do you offer except the blood line of course?” He smiled. “Unless you are open to wed?”

“No! I quickly responded, “I don’t want to be part of your coven, I never asked to be born a simple human girl in your magical world. Just let me go.” I pleaded.

“Winter” My grandmother looked horrified, “You don’t mean that. I know it’s hard, but we are your family, and we all love you.” She tried to hug me, but I shrugged from her embrace.

“You might, Grams. You have been the only one who has been caring toward me. You are my brother and haven't been as cruel, but you and Jasamine both have never tried to cover up the fact you hate me. So why can you not just let me take my leave and disappear into the human world to make my way!” I screamed.

“No!” He commanded, and even the stone gargoyles on the ceiling and the knights’ armor on the walls seemed to sink and shudder under its weight. I however, stood my ground, which angered him more. “Why would I let you fade into humanity for other covens or creatures to pray on you and make them stronger? You could take a stand with your family for once in your pathetic gift less, human life and contribute. By being a nurse, you can offer medical services to beings on our side that cannot get adequate medical care and keep an eye out for any medical issues that could arise from our world breaking the rules. Don’t you want to help humanity that you are so fond of as well as your own kind?” He grimaced.

“As you just elegantly put it, I am giftless and human. I have never felt this is a family and I have no care to watch out for humanity or your kind of world.”

He stood raising his hands and all I felt was my body rising off the floor weightlessly as I kicked my legs while hovering off the ground. He walked forward now, his hands behind his back, smiling sadistically “Now, now, little Winter, don’t be hasty. You would not last very long outside of my protection and you may not like it; which I truly couldn’t care but you are my sister, as much to my dismay as your own, and you will enroll into the nursing program at the local college to do so as we wish you to do,” I felt my throat contract as if I was being strangled slightly, “If I can so easily over power you how would you fare against a being that your grandmother has no control over, any other vampire outside of this coven could kill you like any other human. If you left my perimeter, you would be dog chow for one of the mongrels of the area. You wouldn’t last a day!” He nodded his head and I fell to the ground with a thud gasping to catch my breath as he released me. “Now I have more important things to attend to! oh yes and congrats on your graduation.” He left me there with my grandmother on his heels with tears in her eyes glancing back at me as I cough helplessly.

That night I knew it was hopeless, my only way out of this life was death or mate and I preferred death to a loveless marriage, but I am to chicken s**t to commit suicide. Chances are for me being a human in a world of monsters is that my mate would be human and as soon as I found him my brother would kill him. So, I study by day between my duties around the castle and usually try to stay at the hospital volunteering but this night I just need out to relax or have some “Me time” so I chose to sit here in this diner and study avoiding the creatures that go bump in the night.

I had been sitting there so long I had not realized the time, if I head back now, I could stroll through the park and still make it home in time to avoid everyone before they come back to discuss whatever it is they do all night. I loved the flowers in this particular park because they bloomed at night. I knew I would be in serious trouble if I was spotted here. It was the territory of the nearby wolf pack, the feared but respected Bloodmoon, but this place was beautiful. I happened to be into it after my birthday ceremony where I found out I was human. The former alpha had given me permission to come here, but I am still wary, so I didn’t stay long. I often hear the wolves howling in the distance and get frightened, making me run away most nights. I strolled slowly taking the sweet fragrances of the Evening Primrose, a wonderful lemon scent; my personal favorite because of the medicinal properties and the beautiful but dangerous Datura flower that is extremely poisonous. I sat on the bench in front of the epiphyllum patch wishing it would bloom for me but knowing from my research, it only blooms once a year and I hoped I hadn’t missed it. That is when I noticed it... the warmth… It was a cool night, so, cool I had to put on a sweater but suddenly, I felt a warm breeze like a blanket had washed over me. Strange. The bushes behind me rustled and turned to see the most vivid emerald eyes I had ever seen…