"What's your name sweetheart?" I asked trying to get to know her.


"Amelia," she mumbled quietly. It seemed as if she was upset and it didn't settle well with me.


"What's wrong love?" I asked worriedly.


She looked up slowly, her innocent, doe brown eyes bore into mine; "I thought you were getting me an ice cream," 


In an instant, a loud, throaty laugh erupted from me. "of course, anything for you, my beautiful princess," .


Her lips formed into a big toothy grin before she jumped out of my lap and began tugging at my hand, urging me to walk faster. I gave out another laugh before following the lead of my incredibly clever mate.


I took a seat in my Limo; I thought I would've been relieved to leave that filthy human home but as the Limo began pulling out of the drive way, my heart gave a painful squeeze. I had given the annoying owner a lot of money to take special care of my precious until I came back for her.


Time had always seemed to pass by so fast but now as I had found my little and she was so far out of reach, it seemed as if a minute was like an eternity; I couldn't wait for my princess to come home with me.


"Thomson?" I questioned.


"Yes sire?" 


I gulped before asking him something I thought I'd never even think about, "Do you think she'll like me despite the things I've done?" 


Thomas looked at me with a surprised expression before it morphed into a warm smile, "she won't like you," he answered and I began clenching my jaw in anger; surely I hadn't been that bad, I might've been a heartless bastard but that was all before her, it was all before Amelia. I wasn't a monster but then again, maybe I was.


"she won't like you," he repeated.


"I GET IT!" I growled out.


"No you don't; she won't like you because she'll love you." Thomson completed before giving me another smile and turning towards the window.


A small smile of its own made it's way up to my face as I thought about my little Amelia all grown and with me, in my castle, as my queen. I could already envision our future together; I could see our wedding day, our honeymoon and immediately after, our beautiful children who'd be a perfect mixture of her and me.


As soon as we reached the castle, I step out and head to my study for my latest update on patrolling around the human camps. After an hour of debate between me and my advisers about the amount of vampire troops placed in labor camps, we finally agreed to a decision to let the troops remain there and I headed back to my room.


I lay on my bed and began thinking about my little mate; she was indeed precious and even though she was just a child, I had developed a deep bond with her and couldn't wait till she'd finally be able to be with me. I took a deep breath and continued to think of my mate when all of a sudden knocking interrupted my thoughts.


"Come in," I grumbled.


The door creaked open and my favored mistress, Margaret, walked in. Usually when I looked at her I'd feel some sort of attraction towards her but now as I watched her strutting towards with minimum amount of clothing, I couldn't help but feel some what repulsed.


She flipped her auburn hair and batted her long, fake lashes that framed her crystal blue eyes before speaking in a sultry tone, "Your highness, I was wondering if you wanted a little relief after that stressful meeting of yours?"


By this time my teeth would have been plunged into her neck as I ravaged her but I couldn't stop myself from saying the following words, "Not today, in fact, it'd be better if you go back,". Her eyes widened in shock; this had officially been the first time I had rejected her. She clenched her jaw in anger before bowing down and stomping out of the room.


'I can't wait for my angel to come home'  I thought one last time to myself before closing my eyes and drifting off. 







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