Serpent Twins: The Fall

The Rulers

Alexander’s POV:

I called Andrei to go directly to LaGuardia International Airport to Dawsonville as I need to go there to witness the blood test by myself. The experiment will take almost five hours to complete and it will take four hours for Andrei to go back and forth, so I still have time for dinner with Kimberly, under his supervision as I previously read his hidden disapproval of my former plan to let me out using other guards. It’s such a bummer because I can’t teleport vampire with me.

I have just teleported to my lab when Andrei informed that Lord Adrian Frumos has been expecting me at LaGuardia for very important issue, so I teleported to my plane, surprised when seeing him standing still next to entrance. He gave me a bow.

“Your Highness.”

“Lord Adrian, what did you have for me?” I asked him when I told him to follow me to the lounge area.

Andrei was sitting at the most corner couch. Adrian is step brother of Lady Veronika Frumos, my Uncle Thomas’s wife. He is loyal to my father.

“I am sorry for the intrusion, Your Highness. I have just arrived from Alaska this morning. I must inform to you first about my discovery as the area is within yours. I went with some forensics, from humans and ours, to check the death of our kind in Tongass. He was no body, just a peasant on solo vacation, but I went there because Count Oleg Holmgard whom I know, specifically told me that the death was rather suspicious as he was burnt in his cabin. The human thought it was accident, but luckily the count thought differently and called me. I went there and found out there was a trace of dog hair,” he explained.

I was stunned, “Are you sure about this, Lord Adrian?”

“Yes, Your Highness. I tested it myself, and I brought the specimens of the dog hair and the burnt body along so that we could have it retested ourselves.”

“And by the smell of it, you think it’s a werewolf?” I asked him.

“I am not familiar with the smell, Your Highness, forgive me. But it was definitely not common dog,” he replied.

“Didn’t they have extinct six hundred years ago, wiped off by my father? But if you found evidence of their kind, while they weren’t immortal, it could only mean that they were still existing and reproducing the whole years, right under our nose!” I felt a rage started to rise, “Thank you, Lord Adrian.”

I nodded to Adrian as a cue that I wanted to be alone. Adrian was surprised as I never expressed gratitude to anybody below me, not even to my siblings. Adrian gave me a light bow and walked away with Andrei who was covering his astonishment, to the middle section of the plane.

This information tensed me up. The DNA test is relatively simple and quick, but the only problem that we have to make sure the result is a hundred percent valid before I could bring the issue to the rulers meeting and depending the quality of the specimens, it could take days for the sequences of the entire genomes and other old genomes we have. This is my specialty as I am probably our most experienced biological-chemical-medicine scientist of our kind. But all I could think about is my date with Kimberly. How pathetic ruler I am now. I called Adrian to get me the specimens and also Andrei through telepathy to get me charger for my phone before my teleportation to my lab in Georgia.

Kimberly didn’t answer my call and I have to start the sequence, so I texted her to inform that I have emergency errand in Georgia and will let her know when I will be back later. I hope by the time she finished her work, she will receive my birthday present. I wanted to give it to her by myself during dinner, as I personally picked the present after awaking the poor personal shopper to send me catalog to choose, but I was being more realistic as I won’t probably return to New York City in a few days, so I hope the present could make up my cancelation. I have to do my work as soon as possible and hoping that the result won’t be like our previous assumption otherwise I can't come back to Kimberly for even longer time. I don’t think I can survive that long without seeing her.

Dylan’s POV:

I heard a light knock on the door and Tim opened the door. Kimmy entered, gave a smile to him and Billy. Tim and Billy nodded and excused themselves out.

“Hi,” she finally laid her beautiful eyes on me, warmly greeting and went closer to give me a light peck on my cheek.

I tried to hold her hand, but she moved away faster. She stood a little farther than usual.

“Hi, Kimmy. You look great,” she was actually wearing simple outfit like light pink shirt with light grey pants, but she’s blooming.

“Thanks, Dylan. Likewise,” she smiled, “You had guest,” she pointed to the door.

I shook my head, “No, he’s my new security, Tim.”

“What happened to Billy?” she seemed curious.

“Tim was working together with Billy now,” I smiled.

“Oh,” she nodded, “Didn’t I hear good news from the primary nurse just now? You’re going home this afternoon. Congratulations,” she continued.

“Just congrats without handshake or even a kiss?” I teased.

She giggled, “Handshake will do,” she offered her hand.

But instead of taking her hand, I pulled it out so that her body crashed into mine. I held her with my two free arms.

“Dylan, if you kept tricking me, I’d be five feet apart each time,” she squirmed and tried to pull away, but laughing.

I let her go and tried to look into her light blue eyes. There was something different about her as if she was avoiding me in the eye or taking distance, but I was too afraid of asking because I didn’t want to listen to her true answer, if she has found someone else or she wanted to cancel our date.

“Sorry, seriously. How are you doing? I’ve been missing you,” I honestly told her.

“We just met last Tuesday,” she rolled her eyes and went to the sleeper sofa, “It’s been quiet here,” she muttered softly with wandering eyes.

If only she knew that I casted away my mom and PA before the lunch and I’ve just finished my teleconference with other overseas directors from our office in Dubai and Singapore, definitely not so quiet.

“How’s the funeral, Kimmy?”

Nah, why would I remind her about the death.

Kimmy stared at me, “Heartbreaking for everyone, but he was buried at serene place,” she said with obvious emotion in her eyes.

I cleared my throat, almost regretting, “I didn’t mean to bring out the sensitive subject, but Ryan’s girlfriend, Vanessa said her brother was attending a funeral last Tuesday of a plastic surgeon. So, I thought he was the same Daniel as you told me before.”

She was surprised, “What a small world. What’s the name of Vanessa’s brother?” she asked.

“I didn’t ask, but his surname is Dallas. He’s from LA,” I said.

“Oh, I remember of having dinner with his high school friends from LA. Daniel spent two years of his high school in LA before returning here,” she told me.

Indeed, the same Daniel.

“Is this Vanessa Dallas the actress? I heard once, but I forgot which one of his friends as they came in five,” she recalled the moment.

I cleared my throat, “Did you love him?”

She looked down to her hands, “I cared about him. We had bad break up, which turned out to be not entirely his fault, so I was bearing huge regret as I didn’t have a chance to tell him that I care for him and that he was a good person. He was gone too soon and too sudden,” she sighed heavily.

“Kimmy, I’m sorry for your lost. Truly,” I genuinely felt that her ex-boyfriend ought to be a good person as he respected her choice.

I previously thought he was some kind of dumbass jerk who dared to hurt this innocent lady.

“Thanks, Dylan,” she smiled at me, but I missed her laugh.

“So, do you think we can speed up our date, as I managed to be a good patient here and will get earlier check out?” I asked her.

The door was knocked and opened with Mrs. Jones came bringing the food I asked.

“Kimmy, this is Mrs. Jones. Mrs. Jones, it’s Kimberly who I asked for your famous Greek Yoghurt’s recipe,” I introduced them.

Kimmy came over her.

“Miss Kimberly, nice to know you have enjoyed Mr. Knight’s favorite dessert,” Mrs. Jones winked to me and shook Kimmy.

“Nice to meet you, Mrs. Jones. I’d love to have the recipe, it was too delicious,” she said warmly, shook Mrs. Jones’s hands.

“Now, please excuse me, I have to set up the table quickly,” Mrs. Jones opened the plastic bags she dropped on the couch and set the table for two people.

Kimmy tried to help, but Mrs. Jones asked her to sit down. Kimmy stared at me.

“I stole your lunch time, Kimmy. So, I was paying you back,” I told her, smiling.

She wanted to protest, but decided to stay silent. Mrs. Jones excused herself as she needed to go for an errand which of course, a lie.

“I’ll be back later, Sir. Please empty the plates,” she smiled sweetly to us and went outside.

“Thank you, Mrs. Jones,” I smiled and climbed off the bed slowly to the couch. I went to the bathroom to wash my hands.

“How’s your stomach?” Kimmy asked, after washing her hands too and took a seat beside me.

I wanted to tease her a bit, so I opened my shirt to let her see the stitches were still covered by waterproof bandage. I caught her eyes checking on v-shaped cut in my lower abs as my sweatpants were hanging low. She looked away, blushing. I laughed at her shyness.

“Show off!” she muttered low and started to drool over the food of Mrs. Jones brought, her eyes were brightened up, “Wow, she made healthy food, looking tasty too. Is this the secret of your speedy recovery?” she asked, started to dig into her plate.

“Bon appetite!” I said happily seeing her reaction.

Mrs. Jones cooked her specialties, cold poached wild salmon with baby arugula and kale apple salad. She also gave us two cups of Lavender frozen yoghurt. Kimmy moaned heavenly with her food. She didn’t realize that I was munching with eyes locked on her.

God, she is such a tease. How can I make her mine?

I’ve never wanted someone this much before, because usually if the girl wasn't really interested, I’d just move on no matter how I like her. And it was almost never, except when I was in fifth grade wearing brackets. I cleared my throat when she cleaned up her plate before me and started to scoop on the dessert.

“Kimmy?” I called out.

She turned her face on me, her bright and clear complexion was shiny in a good way. She is an angel.

“Yes?” she replied, clearly waiting for my question before eating the yoghurt.

“You didn’t answer my question before,” I reminded her.

“Which one?” she tried to remember and then widen her eyes after recalling it, “Ah, that one. Well, since you’re still going in-house treatment later, as a doctor I should suggest you getting yourself recovered first, Dylan,” she smiled.

“But I don’t want someone else to do better job than I do,” I told her.

“What job?” she asked.

“To make you happy, Kimmy. While I’m stuck here doing nothing,” There, I said it like a man.

She was silent, playing with her yoghurt and decided to eat it slowly. I was waiting like forever to let her swallow her first scoop.

“It is that good,” she looked up to me and widely smiled.

Then she stopped smiling when seeing my serious expression.

“Well?” I asked her, smiling to loosen up.

“I won’t lie that I like your company, Dylan. You’re pretty funny one,” she smiled, “I’m not sure how to say this properly, but I met someone at same time we met and somehow we were dating now. Well, I couldn’t say that we’re serious, but it will be unfair for you if I said nothing about it. I don’t want you to think that it’s because of you.”

My fear became reality.

“Do you like him?” I asked.

“Yes,” she answered softly.

“Do you like me? I certainly like you. No, I was starting to fall for you, Kimmy.”

Now she knew how pathetic Dylan Knight could be.

“I’m lying if I don’t like you, but…”

“You like him better,” I cut her off and nodded.

At least she likes me too, but I’m probably on disadvantage side due to my current state. I still have the hope if try harder, I thought.

“Just one date, that’s all I ask to you, Kimmy. Or we could be friends?” I could steal her or be in friend zone for good.

What a fool.

“I guess, lunch as a friend would be more just.”

she offered me a frigging lunch over romantic dinner.

I’m f****d up.

But better than if she completely rejected me.

“Fine to me,” I sighed, she looked at me in apologetic.

Great, she was pity on me.

“I’m sorry, Dylan. It’s the timing, I guess,” she said it and finished her yoghurt, while I have lost my appetite completely.

“May I know who is the lucky man?” I asked.

“He’s Canadian. Alexander Mircea,” she told me.

His name didn’t ring a bell. But I have to find out about my contender.

Technically he’s the winner.

“What does he do?” I asked her again, almost like interrogating.

“He’s a businessman,” she replied and cleared the table.

She pointed to my plate and I shook my head. She gave me disapproval look, but cleared it anyway. She stored the untouched yogurt to the fridge and came back to sit with me.

“How old is he?”

Wait, this is indeed an interrogation.

“A little older than I am. Last question was answered, Dylan,” she got up, smiling. “I have to go back to work,” she continued.

“May I still call you?” I asked.

“Sure do, Dylan,” she laughed, “We’re now friends,” she gave me a light peck on my cheek, “Thank you for the delectable lunch, please send my regards to Mrs. Jones,” she whispered it to me and left.

I waved and was crying inside. I touched my cheek whereas she put her lips earlier.

Friends don’t lust.

This felt like the worst feeling than losing a million dollars deal.

Kimberly’s POV:

I haven’t heard anything from Alexander since Wednesday and it’s Friday now. He called when I was on surgery and texted me to cancel our dinner date. And that evening, a beautiful woman with a young man were waiting for me in the apartment’s lobby bringing some stuffs from Alexander. They insisted to bring them to my apartment, so I let them. Apparently, the stuffs they mentioned not only one big box, which I thought I wasn’t capable to carry. But there was a small box contained a full pave watch of luxury brand from Switzerland. They have been waiting for me for an hour, so I offered them coffee, which they politely declined. The young man in a French accent insisted to have me trying on the watch as he needed to measure the wrist, whether it was too big for me, which it indeed needed slightly adjustment. I asked him to take back the watch as it was outrageous for a birthday present and the excessive luxury of all-diamond covered watch seemed too much for me. But he said that all items have been charged with no return policy, causing me into argument with them. As I felt sorry for them, saying that they could be in trouble with displeased customer, I let them go. The young man will return tomorrow evening with adjusted strap.

As the other box was an evening couture gown from famous French luxury brand, I believe it costed more than five grands, but at least the style was minimalist and timeless. It was beautiful dusty pink transparent short sleeves and fluffy pleated with a belt and it was just my size, the only bummer was the back, it was widely opened until the waist line. I tried to call Alexander, but he didn’t return my call, so I decided to ignore him until he came to explain. It’s not like I didn’t appreciate his presents, but we’re just starting to date. I felt it was burdening.

Alex, were you still busy? I thank you for the presents, but I can’t accept the watch. Would you please to call me back?

As I still got no reply from Alexander, I decided to reply Dylan’s message that I would be visiting him during my lunch time. I already returned his call yesterday telling that I was busy, but he kept asking me to come over him. Well, at least we’re now friends, I hope he wouldn’t be so disappointed as he is the Dylan Knight, he owned the ocean with so much fishes in the big apple. If I didn’t meet Alexander first, I would probably fall for Dylan. He made me laugh and like I could tell anything to him. He’s definitely one handsome sexy kind of man.

But I know, deep down in my heart, the reason why I met Dylan today because of Alexander’s absence.

Was I being immature, as if I want to avenge Alexander for ignoring me? What if he is really busy?

I didn’t ask him in detail about his job.

Or is he going abroad?

Still, we have twenty-four hours, even a minute was enough time to return my call. I have never asked for his address here, I mean I was worried if he got the wrong signal if I asked. But that would be mean, if he could just leave anytime without I could find him.

Is it just me or he is a mysterious one?

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It was 04:40 p.m., I was putting my gown into the laundry bin, when Glenn approached me to inform that I need to visit my gastric cancer patient I operated yesterday and after that I may go home as I made dinner appointment with Carla at a Dominican restaurant in the neighborhood. I could imagine devouring my favorite Shrimp Mofongoand passion fruit juice after having a quick hot shower would be great, so I would go back to my apartment first as it is only seven minutes away from the restaurant. I texted Carla to let her know that I would probably be there at 06:30 p.m.

By the time I was at my apartment, it was already 05:15 p.m., so I quickly stripped my clothes and took a shower. I was wearing an ivory oversized knitted sweater with black velvet pleated skirt and I styled my hair in a simple pony tail. I was wearing my leather long boots when noticing the answering machine on the small desk near the loveseat was flashing red with number two as a sign of having two recorded messages. My landline phone is rarely used, so I was curious to check the message and I hit the play button. When it was playing, I heard nothing but a bit static noise.

Odd.

When the second message was playing with same static noise, I intended to turn it off when hearing a familiar laugh. It was my brother, Alexis. He was laughing.

“Are you scared, Kimmy? Hey, I miss you, Sis,” and he was laughing again with some others.

Damned you, Alex. It’s not even funny prank.Is he drunk?

It was nearly midnight there. I will scold him later as I have to go now. Well, seemed like I have two Alex that need a good scolding. As I took a glance to the dead Television in front of me, I saw a shadow shape like a man standing far behind me by the window. I turned around and felt a cold wind blowing into my face and everything turned black as I passed out.

Nicholas’s POV:

“Brother, what’s the honor?” I answered the call when I was laying naked in bed with my girlfriend.

Well, one of my girlfriends. I smacked her bare butt hard to leave and she took the cue by getting off the bed with seductively swaying her hips to the door while grabbing her clothes. I could feel my brother on the other side was annoyed.

Early morning cranky?

“Come to my place as soon as you can. I have personally asked to the others to gather,” he spoke in authority tone.

I sat down.

“Care to share, Brother?” because it must be super important subject if he called all of the rulers at once out of the schedule.

“Later, Nicholas. Just come here,” his impatient tone was annoying.

“Are you already in BC?” I asked, feeling almost like the light was instantly turned on in my head.

“Yes,” he replied and hung up.

Damnedyou brother.

I will surely come, but not without visiting little Kimberly first. I was almost like in hell of passion, thinking about her. That’s why I need steamy diversion to release my tension. Sometimes I would disrespectfully call my girlfriends as Kimberly when I was f*****g them. That was low, even for me, but I just couldn’t hold it. I was smirking, dialed Peter to get my jet ready. Peter must be frantic as he kept telling me that I should inform him at least four hours in advanced before flying as human’s regulation. But even if I never followed his advice, he could always arrange my sudden flight schedule perfectly.

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It was 04.05 p.m. when I arrived at Newark Liberty International Airport from Stuttgart and it took me thirty minutes to get to Kimberly’s apartment. I would wait at her apartment first as it was already her time to go back from hospital. If she’s not coming back yet, which I doubted it as she seemed like nonparty girl, I would still find her. I looked around inside of her apartment and finally placed two surveillance cameras on smoke detectors in the living room and bedroom. I wasn’t satisfied with the angle, but it was more practical as it could cover the blinking red of the night vision mode.

I was sitting on her loveseat, seeing she got two messages on her answering machine. I was wondering who could that be. I took her pictures in two silver frames from sleek desk below the television to examine more details of her. She is indeed born with beauty, brightest big blue eyes and very clear complexion. Her eyes resembled to her mother so much while her brother took the father’s side. Another picture caught my attention more as there was a man who wasn’t her father in the frame, everyone was smiling wide in their academic dress, while he wore white shirt and black jacket with resting face, but he dared to wrap his arms around her shoulders. I was wondering if I could recognize the man, but I couldn’t, except the way he was looking at camera did remind me of someone that has been dead for a long time ago. I put back the picture frames on its place and looked for a place to hide when I heard that she was coming back with fast pace. She had a dinner appointment with someone named Carla. This wouldn’t be fun as I have to fly to British Columbia tonight or my brother would be suspicious.

I was watching her movement from behind of the big window curtain, exactly like a pervert drooling over her. She was smelling divine. I could clearly hear her steady heartbeat and breath as she started to open her coat and shoes and the remaining ones in the bedroom. I didn’t peep her into the bedroom, not because I didn’t want to but because I knew my limit. I wouldn’t be able to contain myself if seeing her naked, so I just wait there and listened to her mind, but she almost didn’t think much except for the clothes and make up, which wasn’t interesting for me. Chick stuffs. When she went to the loveseat, she was sitting with her back on me. She got annoyed when her brother pranked her. After listening to the answering machine, she saw me, so I pulled out a fabric cloth from my pocket, quickly struck her by putting the cloth onto her nose and mouth to sedate her in a flash, then I was looking at her, so fragile and small in my arms.

Why would I be here torturing myself?

I inhaled her scent and licked her neck passionately, trying to not bite because as soon after her blood in my system, I wouldn’t be able to control my own heartbeat which I previously thought it had never beaten again. I placed her paralyzed body on the loveseat, checking her breath, then rubbed her arms softly and kissed her. My fingers missed her sweet spot, so I let them to trail under her skirt, finding her bulging bud and pressed it in circular motion over her panties, and went down to her center, stroking it up and down. I was so horny, my c**k was aching too hard, so I went down to her thighs, unveiling her skirt to her flat stomach, opening her legs wide after taking off her black panties with trouble as apparently, I had to take off her long boots first. Now that her p***y was on display, I buried myself between her legs, licking and sucking her light pink c**t.

She might not experience an orgasm, but obviously her body was still showing a physical response as I could feel her lubrication started to spill in her tight snatch. I couldn’t take it anymore as I started to get a pre-c*m, so I freed my hard c**k and rubbed it several times on her tiny c**t and stroked it upside down gently to her folds. The desire to enter her was almost unbearable, but miraculously I only did petting on her. The view of my big c**k stroking on her tiny tight cunt was beyond pleasurable. Her gash was warm, super soft, and plumpy. As I was about to c*m, I sucked her tongue and let my c**k dripping its c*m into her slit.

It was fuckinggood, I groaned so loud and kept stroking mine on hers when suddenly I could feel her body shivered and she opened her eyes. I released her tongue. She was waking up, having intense climax, and staring at me weakly in confusion before passing out again as the sensation abated. The only thing I could hear in her mind was my brother’s name. I didn’t move a bit in total shock. When my heart started to pound uncontrollably, I quickly cleaned her up from my messy c*m and hers, put on her panties back and fixed her skirt, pushed small vaporizer device from my pocket to spray deodorizer as much as I could in every corner of her apartment to hide body odors, injected her with stimulant to wake up her brain, and then fuckingran out of building with another form because I was pretty sure my brother put his dog to watch over her. My brother could teleport to her apartment if he really ever went there before.

I was already in my jet, when my brother called me.

“Where were you?” he asked.

He said ‘were’.

“On my way. I had an errand during transit, Brother,” I told him.

I wasn't lying when I said transit and errand.

“None of ours do transit, Nicholas. Unless we travel to Adriana’s. Where are you now?” he insisted.

“I did need a transit for my errand and I don’t teleport like you do, so please justfuckingwait, Brother,” I said rudely, getting annoyed.

He was silent for a while, I thought he was about to hang up on me, when his next words hit me.

“I’m in love with the human, Nicholas. Stay the hell away from her. And get your damned ass here immediately,” and he hung up.

Too late.

I knew exactly who the human he was mentioned, none other than the little one I’ve been practically raped just now.

How could he say such word bluntly over a human he just met in few days? How did he know that it is love not just a lust? Did he see her before meeting her like I did?

He didn’t even f**k her yet. My brother has lost his mind and he will be sentenced to death if he kept this seriously. Well, he is a reserved and serious one. I’ve never seen him playing dumb with some chicks, especially not human. I even thought he was asexual or even a gay before, it turned up that he is just a naive romantic dumbass. No matter how I want him to suffer, I don’t want him to die, either Kimberly. I couldn’t tell Adriana, she would kill Kimberly as the solution, so I need to figure out how to stop his madness, and mine.

Did he somehow track my scent in her apartment? Well, he isn’t the type of making lies only to get me far from her, right?

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I arrived at Calgary International Airport at 09:15 p.m. This place is three hours behind New York time. My brother’s guards have been expecting and transported me to his private estate to take get me on board of a juddering helicopter on its helipad.

What’s the rush?

When I arrived at the castle, Madeline personally greeted me with warm smiles, but I didn’t return her courtesy as usual. She told me that all rulers had just had dinner at the grand hall and have been expecting me at the study room for the meeting. I looked at Madeline, she was wearing tight navy lace long dress with long sleeves. The dress hugged her body perfectly. She is gorgeous as always, with dark brown hair in immaculate classic curl, hazel brown eyes and thick eye brows. She is graceful, a royal family, and born vampire even with barely useless ability like dream control, as Vampires don’t dream, but her ability would be useful to trick human during their sleep.

What else my brother could ask for? How could that dickalways get most beautiful women?

I went directly to the study room and entered it without knocking. All of them were looking tensed but still greeted me, except for my brother.

“Please excuse for my delay. What did I miss?” I asked and sat next to Cameron, sitting across Adriana.

I saw Adrian standing next to my brother. He lowered his gaze when my eyes made contact with his. I shut down my mind to everyone soon after the plane landed to avoid mind breaching from my brother.

“Adrian has found an evidence of werewolf in Alaskan Tongass and we have confirmed its DNA from our archives and old specimens,” my brother said.

Werewolf?

“That’s not possible, we would know if they do exist. Their smell could be trace for miles,” I told my brother.

“Tell me something we don’t know, Dear brother,” I turned to Adriana, she was sitting next to my brother.

She was staring at me, mocking. I sneered to her.

“Now, My prince. You may keep up with us, we’re discussing on how to trace this werewolf as the crown prince himself found its strain was different than we used to deal with,” my uncle Thomas said.

He always referred to formal title when were on meeting. He is the most civilized and sage among us.

“I still assumed that it is a hybrid one,” my brother muttered slowly, as if he wasn’t sure.

“Hybrid? Of what?” I confused.

Human couldn’t mate with werewolf. Being bitten and turned into werewolf is only happened in the movie. They need ritual to turned human into werewolf and it was even harder than our kind, as they need a witch to do the ritual during the blood moon and all witches have been murdered by my father hundreds of years ago.

“Our kind, Your Highness,” Cameron, my cousin said.

He is just like his father, formal and polite during the meeting, but he wasn’t this composed when we were hunting for fun together. I was sneering at him, but he just ignored my sneer politely.

“But I couldn’t get which vampire unless I have all DNA of our kind to match. And that could be ages as we’re over a million,” my brother said in sour tone.

Well, it’s his job as scientist. His fuckingproblem since it was found in his territory.

Or he probably doesn’t want to deal with this himself because he wanted to go inside of that human’s panties?

The thought of my brother got the chance to take her innocence annoyed me. I fisted my palm. I looked at him starting to point onto giant touch screen display behind him. It’s multi-user multi-touch interactive video wall like we all have in our homes. He was standing and put a digital mark on each of the specific location all over the world. I bet he will start giving order to us. Well, he’s not a king yet.

I could feel Adriana stared at me so I stared her back.

I let her in to communicate, not to go into my mind.

She looked at my brother with admiration in her eyes. I gave her a childish puke face.

Great, now my brother scolded me. He was almost like about to throw me a punch with his cold angry stare, his palms were fisted hard. This was Adriana’s purpose.

That little witch!

I sighed and ignored his stare, shutting down my channel for him.

Just like I thought, my brother suggested us to start collecting DNA and eye recognition data, and filing their human identity for each of vampires in our territory with no exception. Fingerprints are excluded as ours were invisible to human. My uncle Thomas told us that King Marius, my father would come in the evening, so he would make final decision as we needed to build new server for the database. My father favored me over others, I could feel it. That was the reason my brother and sister teaming up to despise me. But I would use this opportunity for my own agenda. I was smirking.

Adriana mocked me.

But I learned from previous trick so I ignored her as I would also get a revenge for her trying to match me up with Elizabeth.

I sighed, trying to get into the discussion as we do need to finalize the plan before my father arrived. I also need to contact my other security team to coordinate with all the counts and barons in my region to search for any leads on werewolf existence. We all were required to check every inch of our region just in case our team missed some leads. I told Peter with telepathy to start making contact with his team in Europe. This could take a whole day and the patrolling could take months or even a year. By the time I have finished my task, Kimberly would be my brother’s or even someone else’s. My mood went sourer. I have to do drastic measure on this.

Adriana’s POV:

It was past midnight, I stood against the big window at highest floor of my brother’s castle, looking down to two impressive ice blue lakes and the mesmerizing vibrant gold larch trees against the snow-capped rocky-mountains far down below. My parents will leave after few days, so I thought I would stay here a day longer before starting to work into the DNA project.

“Princess Adriana,” a soft voice addressed me from behind, I turned around knowing her familiar smell minutes ago.

“Lady Boyar,” I nodded and motioned her to sit on the fluffy Tibetan wool armchair next to the fireplace.

She smiled and sat. I took a seat next to her.

“I’m glad that you called me to meet, it’s been fifty-six years since the last time you came here, how are you, Your Highness? Please call me Madeline,” she asked.

I noticed that she still addressed us in our title, even after she married to my brother. I snorted to myself, as I also addressed her in her former title too.

“So I did,” I sneered, “I’m good. How’s your marriage life, Madeline?”

She was startled a little with my blunt question, but smiled, “We are fine,” she replied softly.

“Why did you still address my brother formally?” I curiously asked.

I wanted to ask why they even slept separately, but I thought that would be too rude to ask and ashamed her.

“I… guess that is just a habit I cannot stop,” she said, shrugging her shoulders lightly.

I could see that she was being honest but started to get uncomfortable with my personal questions.

“Are you happy?” I asked again.

“Yes,” she replied and I knew she was lying.

I sighed, “Madeline, you lied at me,” I shook my head, “And I could see that none of you are happy.”

I jumped into my conclusion as I saw although my brother treated his wife with respect, but he’s being distant and cold to her.

“I love him, Your Highness. I am glad that you are worried about us, but I will try harder to please him,” she said in faux confidence.

I got up and looked her down, “You lied to me twice! Do you know the reason why I asked those questions?”

“Forgive me if I offended you, Your Highness,” she looked down, her aura was in yellow green as a sign of being worried.

I left her standing by the window, I could see from here, two humans were on hiking trails not very far from castle’s private road. I licked my fangs, feeling the excitement, then remembered that my brother forbade us to hunt in his region. I sighed in disappointment and went back to the topic.

“The king and queen were expecting for newborn from you,” I blurted my reason, “And they’re being impatient.”

As she didn’t reply, I turned around and raised my eyebrow seeing her taking long sigh.

“I know,” she finally replied.

“And?” I asked her again.

she said through telepathy.

I looked her into her hazel eyes, starting to get annoyed with this rambling talk.

She cleared her throat,

I came over her and took a seat next to her again.

I closed my mouth with one hand, feeling confused. I’m sure my brother is straight as I saw him secretly putting his finger onto his lips then to the picture of a girl he hid inside his journal when I was just a little. I asked around and found out that she was died long before I was born and that she was a witch who was sentenced to death by The Council.

Is he still longing for the witch?

she answered.

So he didn’t. f**k me dead!

Instead of feeling pity to Madeline, I felt pity to my brother. He was probably in love or just guilt as the witch had been killed for what she was and had to endure arranged marriage after being alone for over five hundred years.

“I must go somewhere. You don’t need invitation from me if you want to go to my castle someday. We’re family, Madeline,” I got up and left her immediately to find my brother.

I called him through telepathy, but he didn’t answer, I couldn’t even sense his presence around.

Where is he?

I was walking down the stairs to the library when seeing my other brother, Nicholas entering the library with Lord Adrian Frumos before me. Suddenly I stopped and over curiosity, I concentrated to read Adrian’s mind.

Prince Alexander said nothing, Your Highness.

They were communicating in telepathy, I couldn’t hear what my brother said, only peeked into Adrian’s as he doesn’t have telepathy ability but simply answered just like thinking so he couldn’t privately secure his mind from my intrusion.

I met her only once. Would you like me to tail her?

He paused as my brother probably said something to him.

Yes, I will. Thank you for trusting me, Your Highness.

I went a bit far to the balcony with rocky-mountains view, sensing that Adrian was about to come out of the library. Just like I thought, Adrian went out.

my brother called me.

I asked while kept thinking about the woman they were talking about and what relation between her and my two brothers.

he said.

I went there in a flash, closing the big door behind. I saw my brother was standing by the highest shelves with one book in his hand. He pointed me to the big Belgian linen couch by the window, so I sat there. He came over and sat next to mine, handing over the old book, coniūnx.

I pushed back to book to his hand.

he took the book and put it on the table.

His answer struck me, my jaw was dropped.

I asked.

he replied.

I looked into his green eyes, we have green eyes, but different kind of green. Mine are lighter. As I realized that his eyes told the truth, I fell into envy as how could a drongolike him got so lucky to have a mate.

I finally responded.

he said, grinning with cold eyes.

I stood up and looked at him, smiling sweetly

I ran to my room and dropped my body in bed, brushing my long blonde hair slowly with fingers.

Was he bragging his luck? But what’s it got to do with Alex?

I remembered how angry I was, knowing that Alex was about to marry Madeline. I even attempted to sabotage the wedding and then decided to stop visiting his castle because I couldn’t conceal my jealousy over Madeline. But now that I knew how pathetic his life is with Madeline, I felt pity on him, especially if he knew that his twin found a mate while he has to live with a woman he doesn’t favor.

Oh, Alex. Where are you?

This was the second time he mysteriously teleported somewhere.