Different.
Villa appeared in the vampire kingdom, directly in his father’s council room, the vampire king was shocked to see his son come from a portal, no vampire had that kind of magic. The nobles who stood in the council room knew something was different about the prince, he exuded power that couldn’t match even the king.
“Hello father, miss me.” Villa taunted as he walked toward the throne. “He let you go.” The king mumbled. “Not at all, I took my own freedom.” The vampire replied with a smile. “After he put his cock in you, over and over like a bitch.” The king spat but Villa chuckled. “Not once did the king and I touch intimately, not once did I kiss him, when he tried I went for his throat.” Villa grinned showing his fangs and his eyes turning to dark pools of black.
The nobles were pleased with this change but the king wasn’t, Villa was next in line on the throne, the boy had been gotten rid of when Alquin BloodShade took him, but now he had come back stronger than ever. “The vampires will no longer bow down to the demons, we’re as strong as they are, the fae kingdom is now our ally against the demon king, and father your time has come.” Villa announced pleasing the nobles but infuriating his father.
“Insolent brat, Crimson turmoil!” His father yelled throwing an attack but it didn’t connect, Villa waved his hand and his father’s attack was sent back throwing him to the wall. “You’re too weak to fight back, but I’m not.” Villa spat as he looked at his father. Villa didn’t want his child to grow up in a home with a vile man such as his father, he wanted his child to see the beauty of the vampire kingdom.
They weren’t bloodthirsty beasts like everyone made them to be and he would show it, he wanted his child to happily walk in the forest without a care, to learn magic with his father in the once beautiful garden of blood red roses, he wanted his son to be happy and his mate to feel peace in his home so therefore he had to do this.
“Are you going to stand in my way?” Villa asked with dark animosity toward the nobles, none of them stood up, they too wanted their freedom back, they too no longer wanted to live in fear of the demons, they wanted to fight, or die trying because slavery was not the vampire way, their pride could not be diminished.
“Sacred Blood of Old: Crimson, 8th Circle: Demonic Death.” A crimson circle appeared in front of Villa’s father, it shot out red lightning toward his father, there wasn’t a scream, there wasn’t pain, there was only ash of a once vampire king. “Not even resurrection can bring you back dear dad.” Villa chuckled turning to the nobles.
“Long live the king.” One began. “Long live the king!” Another shouted. “Long live the king!” They all yelled in praise as a crown of crimson was placed on Villa’s head. “We await your command, my lord.” One of the head nobles spoke as Villa walked to the council table. “We need to find every traitor in the kingdom, and kill them, trading routes stay open, after those who will be traitors are killed, get the army mobilized, teach them the ancient texts, we must get stronger, open entrances to the fae they are our allies, but remember, no one can know it is I who leads you.” Villa instructed and they all bowed.
“We have awaited this day for so long, we will no longer be slaves, let us rejoice in the salvation you bring my lord, we no longer live in fear.” The nobles agreed with the proclamation as they went to do what had been asked of them, it was no easy task but it had to be done.
Villa waved his hand and an image of Everin appeared. “It’s done, brother.” He exclaimed. “Good, we must move on to the next phase of our plan, return to Alquin, he cannot know you’re the king now, I have to find the exiled lycan prince, and oh I did save you some cake.” Everin asserted with a chuckle and Villa nodded with a smile as Everin vanished.
The vampire flicked his finger and a crimson portal appeared, he walked through to find himself in the demon kingdom. Villa walked into the castle of the demon king, it was gloomy, lacked warmth of any kind, he missed his mate terribly, he missed his warmth and his love, he wished this could all be over but they had to be careful, it all took time.
“Villa may I speak with you?” It was Alquin who stood just behind the door as Villa entered, the vampire did not want to talk to the demon, he had no reason to. “What is it I can for you my lord?” It came out more of a sneer than anything, Villa didn’t want to be in this position, he didn’t want it, he hated the demon.
“You can tell me where my mate—our husband is.” Alquin corrected and Villa held back a scoff. “I do not know, I’ve tried tracking him, it won’t work, he will come when he wants I suppose.” The vampire replied making Alquin angry. “Stop lying to me!” The demon yelled hurling a fist at Villa, the vampire dodged the fist and roundhouse kicked Alquin, the demon was thrown back shattering the door, Villa smirked as he saw the shock on Alquin’s face but wiped it off.
“My lord I’m so very sorry, it was just reflex.” Villa pleaded but Marcos had seen it happen, he knew that was no reflex that was a vampire coming into his power and it made him smile. “Get out of my sight.” Alquin spat and Villa vanished. When he reappeared by his room Marcos was there as well. “We need to talk come on.” Marcos dragged the vampire inside.
The matriarch cast a sound barrier so no one could hear. “Mier and Lake are in danger, Tristan sent rebels to kill them by the Aliverian sea, he’s supporting the rebels to have Alquin removed as King, we need to warn Mier and stop Tristan along with idiotic Jon.” Marcos rambled but Villa was amused. “He’s fine Marcos, Mier isn’t even in the east like that, he’s fine.” Villa reassured. “How do you—.” The demon stopped midway when he realized Villa knew.
“I’m so glad then, we need to stop Tristan, and I don’t know how but we need to stop him, he’s planning on using the rebels to pit Alquin against Everin the now ruler of the fae.” Villa pretended to be shocked by the news, he had just had breakfast with the fae’s mate along with being saved cake for by the same fae king. “Oh my it’s escalated that much, what will we do—.” Before Villa could finish he immediately grabbed Marcos and kissed his neck.
The door burst open and much to Malia and Alquin’s disappointment and embarrassment. “Oh, uh, excuse us.” Malia mumbled her cheeks flaming before walking away. “You took Ramier now my matriarch, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, you’re much more of a dominant than anyone really thinks, but this must stop, Marcos get out.” Alquin demanded harshly and Marcos walked out.
Villa felt a pang of hurt for Marcos, he knew the truth about his marriage to Alquin, he was the first one to know what really went on between the two, he hated that he couldn’t do anything for Marcos, but in time he might. “Your majesty.” Villa mumbled before vanishing from where he stood. Alquin groaned and Villa sighed, he was glad he heard them coming.
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The vampire walked toward Tristan’s room only to find it locked with moans and grunts of climax that could be heard on the floor it was on. The vampire waited until the two were done and then walked in. “I just missed it.” Villa exclaimed trying not to gag on the stench of sex in the room. “Oh Tristan is banging the guards.” Villa smiled wickedly as the guard wore his uniform hurriedly.
He and Ramier never had sex that smelled as pungent as this, he wondered how many times they had had sex to make the room feel so unbearable. Villa waved his hand and the balcony doors opened along with the windows. “Scurry off little demon and I won’t tell a soul.” The guard walked out with a smug grin on his face as Tristan wore his clothes.
“Tristan darling.” Villa spoke waving his hand, the door shut itself and locked. “I hear you’ve been naughty.” The vampire teased as he raised his hand. “Sacred blood technique.” He cast as Tristan’s blood was now in his control. “How, you aren’t this stro—.” Tristan choked with horror in his eyes as he was raised higher on the wall he was pinned on. “Wasnt I?” Villa replied with a chuckle.
“Now listen to me carefully, you will go to the Aliverian sea with your idiotic mutt, kill the rebels you sent to hunt Mier and Lake, understand?” Tristan was now shedding tears in fear of what he was looking at, three pairs of large wings had appeared on Villa’s back, he hesitated to nod until he felt his blood boil and his heart being ripped out slowly. “I understand, please don’t hurt me, I will stop them, I won’t hurt them anymore.” The fae was choking on blood as he spoke.
“Good, in that case, I would clean up, grab my leash, and be on my merry way, I want those rebels dead by sundown tomorrow.” The vampire warned as his mana and power flowed back in and he walked out seeming as if all that Tristan had seen was not real. “What have I done.” Tristan mumbled and quickly scrambled to get the rest of his clothes.
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Marcos knew something had been done to Tristan, he could see the fear in the fae’s eyes when he asked for permission to go to the Aliverian sea, but it had made his life easier to know someone took care of it. The matriarch walked to the infirmary for a check up, he knew something was wrong with his body and he suspected that he had conceived.
When he got there he could hear Alquin and Lera in the room, next to where he was. So he focused his hearing. “Are you sure?” Alquin asked in disbelief. “Yes, I’ve been vomiting a lot lately, headaches, fatigue, so I came to the doctor and he told me I was pregnant.” Lera explained and Alquin crushed the man in a hug.
Marcos wasn’t as happy, he was furious, but he wouldn’t show it, he had to get rid of both situations quickly before they became actual problems, Lake had the blood and power of a royal but the demon mark that showed he was the next heir had not shown on his body, meaning any child born to Alquin could claim the throne. Marcos was conflicted, his son was to be king but did he want his son to sit at that throne or should he let another take the burden.
“You’re not seriously going to let that bitch have that child are you, when you have your second kid coming.” It was Malia who stood by the door with a smile. She walked in and closed the door behind her, Marcos cast a sound barrier in the room. “What do you think I should do?” He asked Malia.
“Marcos I’m loyal to you, I’m your best friend, I only serve Alquin to be close to you, and if you don’t have the balls to get rid of the illegitimate brat, I will do it for you, the child, it isn’t Alquin’s, it belongs to the guard he’s always with, I wonder want will happen when someone accidentally spills the beans to the king.” Malia smiled and walked out. “Remember I’m loyal to you.” Malia whispered as she went on to get revenge for her best friend, but Marcos also had an illegitimate child he had conceived.
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LMJ
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