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Chapter Twenty-Two - Vampires? Seriously?

"I'm not. I was actually heading this before I saw you in the kitchen"

I just gave him a weird look and then I turned my head to see the girl I was following earlier. Thank goodness. I ran over to her and hid behind her. She looked at the guy and bowed as he approached us. Why is she bowing? She did that to me earlier.

"My King"

Are. You. Kidding. Me. Every time I've run into a problem, there is always a King, Queen, Prince, or Princess behind it. But this time, I don't him. I stood next to her and bowed as well. Then I remembered how our conversation earlier and I cursed at myself. I stood up straight as the girl did. I avoided eye contact with him. I just stared at the ground.

I saw his footsteps coming toward me and I started to feel anxious. I don't know what he is, how he is. I've never seen him before. I don't think I've ever heard him off but I can't be sure since I don't know his name.

He grabbed my hands and each of my hands was in his. I looked at the size between our hands. Without even realizing it, I had grabbed one of his hands and compared it with my hand. My fingertips are underneath his first joint in his fingers. Then I heard the girl behind clear her throat.

I turned my head to give my attention to her and then I looked back at what I was doing. Immediately let of his hand and went back to standing behind her. I have noticed that I do a lot of things without thinking and that's probably why I got in trouble as a kid and sometimes even now.

"Sorry" I apologized

"Stop apologizing," He said

But I've only apologized twice to him today. Does he get annoyed easily? This is going to be fun to try to escape. He grabbed my right wrist and dragged me away from the girl. I quickly thanked the girl and said goodbye as he dragged me away. I put my free hand on his hand to try to pry it off my wrist but he is really strong.

He dragged me into a room that looks like a throne room. But the problem is, there is a lot of people here. He dragged me over to a big throne. He sat down in it as he kept his hand around my wrist. I looked over at the crowd of men. They seemed to not like me.

"My King, why is there a human in this meeting?"

Excuse me? I knew from the moment I saw his fangs, he wasn't human but the way that man said it. It pissed me off. It wasn't like I casually walked in here of my own will. Didn't he see his King drag me in here? The King pulled me to sit next to him. I yelped since I didn't expect that. Then he moved his hand from my wrist to my hand.

I stared at him as he glared at the man who asked the question. I put my hand, which is free, on top of his hand that is holding my right hand. I am trying to tell him to calm down because I don't want to be caught in the middle of a mess with these men. I want to get out of here. I saw his chest rise and then slowly fall.

"This is Libra," The King told them

What...How did he know my name? Then I remember my mark. They can easily see it just by lower the rim of my shirt down at the left side of my chest. That reminds me, who the hell changed me? I was going to ask the girl but I got distracted by the cookies in the kitchen. I looked down at my lap and then at my stomach. There is no blood on my clothes. I do remember being stabbed there by the King's special sword.

The sword. The memory of my mom being killed by the King had come to my mind and I just sat there, emotionless. I didn't want to move. I didn't hear what the men and their King were talking about. The memory kept replaying and eventually tears streamed down my face as my expression didn't change.

"-bra. Libra"

I snapped out of my trance. I noticed that I was squeezing his hand so I loosen my grip on his hand. I wiped my tears away before I looked up. He put his right hand on my cheek and I flinched a little since I didn't expect him to touch my face. He used his thumb to wipe away a tear that I missed. He stood up and dragged me down toward the group of men.