Dimitri
Despite my emotions telling me to go tell Destiny everything and win her heart, I actually left her behind. Yes, Damien talked some sense into me and I made the logical decision. I am to be king and I can’t be making decisions based on emotions. Honestly, speaking Damien would make for a better king than I. He had all the traits of a king now that I think of it- kind, firm, logical, intelligent, understanding and so on. You name it and his got it. I mean I couldn’t deny the logic that Damien used to argue with me so, I had no choice but to leave Destiny behind.
It was currently two weeks since that fateful day that I met my precious mate. And what an encounter that was. But I had to be strong and finish the task at hand. I couldn’t let my emotions overtake my work ethic. I felt dead inside without her close to me. I hate this feeling so much that I wish I hadn’t even met her. Then I would be happy. Ignorance is bliss after all. What was with my family and getting terrible mates? First my dad and now me. To be frank, I just wasn't sure if I still wanted her as my mate or not. Surely, I deserved better.
Damien and I had written our postcards and sent them to my family later that night. The task did cheer me up for some time. I addressed my postcard to mum and surprisingly, Damien had addressed his to Ellie. I was suspicious of this at first, but then after some thought it made sense. I can literally picture Ellie throwing a tantrum when we got back because we didn't address any post card to her.
My sister had this fancy book of hers with all her memories. The book was decorated with all kinds of glitter and stickers. It was not at all a pretty sight to behold. I was the more creative child after all. This book was where Ellie keeps all her slips, cards, tags and basically anything else that she feels is of importance. It’s her book of memories. My sister is sentimental indeed. Thus before we left, She had kindly threatened us to write to her specifically. I just had forgotten about it.
Working as a postman had its perks. For one I got to learn every corner of the each village. I also made myself new friends. This was nice because I knew that they weren’t simply being nice to be because of my precious title. One of the friends I had made back in Kena was called, Samuel. Samuel also worked at the post office. So, when I left for this village, Shepal, I had asked my friend Samuel to keep an eye on my beloved mate and inform me if anything suspicious occurred. Of course, I told him that she was just a girl I liked very much. I mean if I had to tell him that she was my mate, then I was going to have to spill the beans on everything else. His poor human brain would melt at the mere thought of me being a Vampire.
I couldn't and didn’t want to see my mate yet. I hoped that some time apart would do us both some good. Hopefully, she would see her fault and apologise and I also needed to not give this woman so much power over me. So in the meantime, knowing how she was doing was going to keep me sane during our time off. That is until I finally get home and discuss things with my parents.
The plan I made was that at the end of every week my human friend or well… Samuel, would write me a report of what my mate had been up to. So far Destiny seemed fine according to Samuel’s report from last week. He said that she had asked about me and was trying to reach me. The fact that she came to the post office to see me gave me hope for how our relationship would play out.
But I still couldn't see her yet. Especially not in this state at least. She already doesn’t approve of the postman job. Which I can’t entirely blame her for. From the looks of it, she would have to take care of me. I, as a postman would be benefiting from marrying her. I guess that means I am the gold digger?
Anyways so, I told Samuel to tell Destiny that I had gone on a trip to different village out of the kingdom on a special delivery. That excuse should buy me another month with her at least. The next time I see my mate I want to be able to tell her the whole truth of who I actually am. But only once I finish my journey.
Today is Wednesday and I had just received a letter from Samuel about my precious mate. I was very anxious to say the least because this could only mean one thing--something was wrong. And I would be lying if I said I hadn't already felt in my bones. Since this morning, I have had this uneasy feeling and now I knew exactly why. I refused to open the letter immediately and decided to rather do it after work. To say I was anxious the whole afternoon as I worked would be a grave understatement.
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Somehow, I found myself sitting in a dimly lit bar that reeked of humans after work. I honestly don't know why I had come to this bar, considering I was a Vampire and couldn't really get drunk due to my rather fast metabolism. But I needed to read the letter alone. Damien would be at home so this was my next best choice. I know that the bar is still full of people, but I was still alone and unbothered. Just like I had wanted. Besides, I felt like I was going to need a drink after I read the contents of the letter.
James
I know I was to write to you only on Fridays but this is urgent. The Lady Destiny, your beloved is getting married to Sir John this Friday. Hence, I sent this message urgently because if you really love her like you said you do then you need to get here fast.
Regards
SamuelDimitriI honestly wasn't even a bit surprised. My mate had made it pretty clear that she was just after money. But I at least expected her to wait until after meeting me again. She was looking for me so why couldn't she wait until she found me before proceeding with her plan of marrying this guy? Did I really not mean anything to her? I mean even if she didn’t pick me which hurts, she still needed me to have children. So, why was she rushing to get married despite not having me agree to her horrific terms? Damn it, woman are frustrating! The one second you think you know them, the next you realise you were lying to yourself all along."Now, I know of everyone who lives in this shitty village and your face is one I haven't seen before. Who are you...Mr Postman?" a female's voice spoke out of nowhere breaking my train of thought. I was really annoyed right now and even more so pissed at the opposite sex for the sins of my mate and now some female dared speak
DimitriWhen I finally got home, it was sometime close to midnight. I really did spend a lot of time in the human bar. Because of the time, I would normally sneak into the house such as to not wake up Damien. But being a vampire and all, he would hear me no matter how sleek I was. It was the thought that counts anyways. But today I had no energy to do so, besides in the past Damien has always been up waiting for me to return. So, I decided that I would just walk in the front door. Before opening the door, I mentally readied myself for his overload of questions on my whereabouts. Damien was sort of like my father. He would want to know where I where I was, with who, and why.Surprisingly, though when I got into the house, Damien was nowhere in sight. I could not even smell him. This fact put me on edge so, I quickly did a full sweep of the house as I was under the impression that something was horribly wrong. Damien was never out at such a late hour. Besides, he always
DimitriThey say that the brain functions 24/7. That even when you are sleeping your brain is still busy working. It is said that the brain consolidates memory when we sleep. Thus, to remember things better, one needs to sleep enough to give the brain time to consolidate. Sleeping enough, also has many other health benefits but that applies only to human bodies. For some reason after Damien's words registered in my mind, it seems that my brain decided to finally take a break from all that working. After all, it has been working for almost a hundred years now.I expected there to be so many thoughts running through my mind all at once in this moment. Like I said before, I have a degree in overthinking and all. But somehow just like a computer, my brain had frozen. I could tell that Damien was still speaking, but I could not comprehend the words that he said. My brain could not process the first words that had just come out of his mouth. I was stuck on that very statemen
Dimitri"The Lunar pack is our safest spot to hide Dimitri," Damien argued. I looked at Damien and had to admit that he has looked better. He was pacing up and down the tiny lounge area as if on a mission. His hair was extremely disheveled which is due to the fact that he kept running his hands through his hair in frustration. But then again, I am certain that I looked way worse than Damien. I mean he still had time to shave while I had let my stubble grow. I cannot recall ever putting a brush to my hair and the dye I had was starting to wash out. I also cannot recall taking a shower in the past few days.I just could not believe that my best friend was actually being serious right now. He wanted us to live with werewolves. Now, I have nothing against werewolves. But to live in a pack is totally absurd. Yeah the werewolves are strong, so if we get attacked they could totally help us out, but for all I knew they could be working with this damn Seneca who killed my famil
DimitriHumans were interesting creatures. They all seemed put together in the greater scheme of things. But if one just looked a second longer at them, one would see that they were far from the term put together. Whereas we vampires embraced our beasts and sometimes even indulged in them, humans try to hide theirs. Thus they are at constant war with themselves. No wonder most of them are depressed. One has to be a peace within oneself. To accept and love oneself exactly as one is. How have they not mastered this task still?Damien and I had been living at a Hotel for the past couple of days now. I was basically in every news article. Even in the human world, I was wanted. Luckily, the only photo there was of me when I was 20 years old. I was a kid back then so I look different. Hating publicity did finally pay off. But that still didn’t mean that I was off the hook. Seneca had offered quite a large sum of money to whoever could bring me back alive to her. This w
Becky (Rebecca)I knew that this guy was hiding something, but I just couldn't pin point what it was exactly. Since I am being honest, I think that secret is what drew me to him. Sure he was good looking, but I have seen much better. Besides, I preferred my men a whole lot darker and definitely with a beard. There is something about a beard on a man that just calls to my inner goddess. Let us just say that this guy had none of the qualities I wanted in a man. So, no there was no attraction here at all.Anyways, I had secrets of my own so, maybe that is why I could relate to him. I guess I was drawn to him because he was just like me- hiding. What he was hiding, I could not tell. But I could tell that whatever it was, it was heavy. I probably could pry the truth out of him if I wanted to. But something told me that I should rather have him tell me willingly. Humans always eventually spilled the truth if you just gave them an ear. Afte
DimitriSurprisingly, Becky was quite good company. She wasn't like most humans or at least what I thought about most humans. She was very easy to talk to because she seemed to know a lot about well, everything. I learnt that her full name was actually Rebecca Marshall. She lived in this village but worked at the bar in Shepal because they paid her so well. She was very opinionated and that often lead to us disagreeing on many things. But she was also smart so, we would always eventually reach a logical agreement or conclusion. She was feisty and confident which was the opposite of most woman who I had met before. They were often shy, but Rebecca was not shy.Eventually we had left the coffee shop and went to a nearby market. We ended up eating at some African restaurant calledAfrican World.Rebecca apparently is originally from Africa. This was the first time I met someone from Africa. I have never been to Africa before, but I have heard s
RebeccaIt has been three weeks now since I first hanged out with James at the market and we had become close friends rather quickly. Like I said, he had a nice aura. We literally had met almost every day since that coffee shop, even if it was just for 30 minutes. I guess we just fit together well. I was a bit hesitant to make a human friend once again because I was not sure I still knew how to be a friend. But things came naturally for me with James. I knew I was not going to make a female friend because females are so shallow. All they talk