Aldric’s POV I sit on the couch in Simone’s room, waiting for her to wake up. At her age, it’s jarring when death let’s go for the night and returns you to the land of the living. It's like you're reborn all over again. My bride inhales sharply and bolts upright. Her eyes are wild as she looks around her. She’s confused and afraid. I don't say anything. She has to learn how to deal with waking up. Gradually, the fear eases out of her and she looks straight at me. “Is it always like this?” she asks. “Only in the beginning,” I say and get up from my seat. I hand her a blood bag and sit next to her on the bed. “It will get easier. Did you dream?” I ask. “Yes. Why?” “I felt something from you earlier. You were scared.” “My mother. It’s always the same dream. It stopped for a little while when I lived with Vesper, but…they came back.” “Okay.” My throat constricts while I watch her drink the blood. The way my body reacts to her is violent and painful and it takes everything I have to
Simone's POVThe meeting with the sheriffs takes hours. Aldric mostly discusses new procedures for the creation of vampires and measures to address the blood shortage. More than once, my mind drifts and I slip into daydreaming about more interesting things, just like I used to do when Baron dragged me out of my cage so he could show me off to his guests.This time, I don’t get to linger in my make-believe worlds though, just when I get good and settled into one of my little fantasies, Victoria roughly kicks me on the shin and brings me back to reality.I have no idea why Aldric insisted on me joining him. I’m no one important and have no authority over other vampires. I’m just an accessory – this time as a bride and not a doll, but it’s essentially the same thing. I feel as if he just brought me along so he can show the other sheriffs that he bagged himself a bride.“I am placing an embargo on creation,” Aldric says. “From now on, you will apply and obtain permission to create new vam
Simone's POVI’m seething with rage by the time Aldric puts me down in front of my bedroom. He doesn’t say a word when he opens the door and ushers me back inside. “What’s eating you?” he asks, and leans against the doorframe.“Nothing,” I say and fall down on the couch, throwing one leg over the other and crossing my arms under my breasts.“Okay,” he replies with an amused grin. “Sit there and stew then. It’s really no skin off my nose.”He closes the door and perches on the edge of the bed. “I thought you’re leaving,” I say.“No.”“Why not.”Aldric smiles at me. “You astound me, you really do.”“What? Why?”“You seem to be embracing the change and just...going with it. You have a good hold of your emotions, considering you're less than three days old." He shrugs. "It's unexpected, that's all. Are you still angry at me for turning you?”“No. I was never really angry at you.”“You are now.”“Not for the reason you think.”He leans forward and dangles his big hands between his knees. “
Aldric's POVWhen I walk out of the bathroom after my shower, I find Simone sitting on my bed, wearing nothing but one of my t-shirts. Taken aback, I stop dead in my tracks and just stare at her. She looks so small and vulnerable in the oversized shirt with her knees primly together like that.My heart shoots into my throat and I can barely breathe. “You don’t knock?” I ask, only half joking as I tuck the towel in around my waist.“You never knock.”I laugh and run my hand through my wet hair. “You are up early.”“Am I?”“For a neophyte. Give me two seconds, and I’ll fetch you a blood bag.” I don't want to leave. I want to throw her on her back and bury myself inside her. I want to become a part of her, possess her, finally claim her as mine and mine only.“No need,” she says. “I went down to the donor room, and the lady in charge there, Melanie-”“Melody?”“Yes, she might have said Melody. I couldn’t here properly, you know…because of the bloodlust.”I raise my eyebrows at her, afrai
Aldric’s POV That world comes to a standstill. The light from the fire crackles and dances against the wall, casting the room in its gentle glow. Shadows dance across Simone’s beautiful body, caressing her curves, licking at her soft skin. I pull my trembling, precious bride into my arms, her breath coming in shallow, excited gasps. Her heart pounds rapidly against my chest, and even though the air is alive with the musky scent of her arousal, I can still feel that familiar fear rippling under the surface. “You still want me to tell you that it’s okay?” I ask. “You want me to give you an order?” She stares at me with her big, sad eyes. “Yes. Tell me what you want me to do.” If she were anyone else, this wouldn’t be so difficult. But she’s not. She’s Simone. My one and only true bride. She is different. Special. I want her to want me. I don’t just want her to be with me because she’s afraid of Baron. I don't want to order her to have sex with me. I do it anyway, because that's what
Simone’s POVThe day Baron came to my room the first time and so violently took me, I knew my life would take one of only two paths. I’d end up dead before my thirtieth birthday, or Baron would turn me so he could own me in every way possibleIf I had a million guesses, I would never have imagined my life taking such a sharp turn into a completely different direction. There is a chance now, however slim, that I might have a life. Maybe I'd have the same chance if Baron turn me, but something tells me that my life with him would have been a bigger hell that it had been when I was still human.I am glad that it was Aldric who claimed me and made me in the end and not Baron. He sighs and pulls out of me, hissing softly as he does. I feel empty and cold without him. As if a part of me had been broken off and thrown away.How did this happen? How is this my life? I felt a shift between us the moment he entered me. It happened all at once and oh so completely. It was like two halves beco
Simone's POV We sit on the little hill overlooking the town. The old school that served as a meeting hall yesterday is empty and dark tonight. When it's just the two of us, the world feels right. Peaceful even. The walk into town only served as a stark reminder that I am not ‘one of us’ anymore, but that I am now ‘one of them.’ The vampires. The oppressors. I've become the bad guy. The humans here are not as scared of vampires as the humans back in Baron’s ward are, but they are still careful and try to stay out of our way. Their fear should probably bother me, but it doesn't. I can see why the neophytes tend to go on power trips. Knowing that you've risen to the top of the food chain, that you've become the apex predator, is a hell of a high. “Not what you expected, huh?” Aldric asks and pulls his legs up so he can rest his forearms on his knees. “It’s exactly what I expected. Humans hate vampires.” “You’re not used to humans walking circles around you though, are you?” I snort
Aldric's POVI hate talking about my human life. It’s bad enough that I tend to go back there every day - revisiting the past during my waking hours just seems like masochism at this point, but Simone is the one person who deserves to know about my past. She has to live with me for a very long time. “Where did you go?” she asks after a while. “After you ran...did he go after you?”“No, he didn’t.”**I fled from the manor house in a blind panic. I knew the land as well as I knew my own body and could find my way back home blindfolded in the dark.I did not go home that night.Half a summer of hearty meals and physical exercise on the farm had strengthened me, and I didn't know just how far I ran until my legs finally gave out and the sun came up. Only then, did I stop and realise that I was no longer on Dunkeld's estate.At that point, it was too late to go back home. I had left without permission. I wasn't educated at the time, but I knew enough of the world to understand that Dunkel