Annabelle's POV
I think this might just be the most painful moment of my life. I was sitting at a very long table with some of the higher class feeders and a healthy amount of vampires. They all tried to talk to me with enthusiasm and joy at my sudden health. I tried to keep up, I really did but my eyes kept straying to David and I couldn't concentrate. My vision was still washed in red. I wanted to kill him and kiss him. It was all very confusing.
He was sitting with a lovesick smile on his face, watching me try and handle the crowd. Simone was sitting next to him, cutting up her steak to tiny pieces with an incredibly sharp knife. Why would anyone let her have that? Surely they all knew that she and David were crazy as hell. I shifted uncomfortably and Alex squeezed my knee reassuringly. He shot me a bewitching grin and kept up with the overwhelming mass with ease. How did he do it? Probably practice. He was an old fart, according to... well, everyone.
“You'll get used to it” he leaned down to whisper in my ear, creeping me out a little. Did he read my mind?
The vampires all gushed and went on and on about how much of a good couple we were. He only smiled and thanked them. I was more than annoyed now. I looked down at my own salad and felt bile burn my throat. Alex said I would be able to eat solid food soon but I don't think I was ready yet. I pushed it away and my eyes caught Adrian. He was sitting on the other side of me, talking animatedly to another male feeder. I couldn't catch a word they were saying over the chatter of over forty vampires but I didn't try all that hard either. I didn't know how it was possible but I had a killer headache. Shouldn't it have healed by now? I put a hand to it and Alex shot me a worried look. He opened his mouth to speak but he was cut off by someone trying to make a toast.
“Excuse me but me and David have news” Simone announced. She looked radiant and so damn beautiful it hurt my eyes. It only made my headache worst and I wished her a speedy delivery to the deepest circle of hell for making me feel so damn insecure.
“We're getting married!” she squealed. There was an absolutely intolerable babble from everyone as they passed on their congratulations and advice of how to last decades married. She took it with grace, so happy that it made me want to cry.
Why did I suddenly hurt all over and want to rip her limb to limb? Why did I have the overwhelming urge to snap at her and yell at the top of my lings that David was mine? I tried very hard to stay in my seat and listen to all the good wishes but it proved to be impossible. I wanted to snatch David from her filthy arms and put him right where he belonged. By my side and in my arms.
He killed Selena. He is insane. He wants to kidnap you again and do God-Knows-What with you. I reminded myself of this over and over because somehow I wanted nothing more than to be with him. To feel his comforting presence at my side. And it was the single most aggravating experience I've ever had to go through. I didn't want to want him. I didn't want to envision ripping Simone's filthy whore arms off him over and over again. I didn't want to want anything to do with him other than to rip his head off like a cap on a glass bottle. Yet I felt it anyway. What was wrong with me?
I'm pissed off. He's ours and Simone has no right to him. Her announcement has angered us to our vampiric core. My vampire spoke up, seeming to pace around in my head.
Well make it stop. I don't want anything to do with him. I said firmly, trying to keep my hands on my lap and not around Simone's neck. He kept his eyes on me, as did Simone. She shot me a gloating smile and almost stuck out her tongue at me. I could tell. Suddenly, the will to stay in my chair and not kill her was much weaker.
“I think I'm going to our room” I told Alex smoothly, getting up from my chair. He turned to me with a frown, his first since this dinner has begun. He had been as happy as could be at the marriage announcement and was grinning ear to ear.
“I thought you were trying to be nicer to him” he hissed under his breath. I puffed up with pure anger and sickness. I actually felt nauseous as I watched the happy couple. In fact, the sickness was starting to be painful and I wanted to keel over.
“I never said such a thing. I'm getting sick and I need to go to the room. Goodbye” I hissed right back, yanking Adrian by the arm and starting to walk out.
“Fine, darling” Alex said thickly, weakly. Someone joked about him being pussy whipped. It was the last thing I heard before passing out in front of the huge double doors.
*****
I groaned, waking up slowly. I put a hand to my head, slowly sitting up and seeing the familiar white walls.
I am so damn tired of waking up in the recovery room
I started to lay back down but someone quickly yanked me until I was on my other side, facing Alex's livid eyes.
“Why didn't you tell me about David?” he hissed furiously. I blinked.
“What?” I had no idea what he was talking about.
“Why didn't you tell me that you were David's soulmate?” he said impatiently. I crinkled my nose.
“I didn't know it was important” that and I had almost forgotten about Mr. Smith. With everything else, can you blame me?
“It is important. It means that we are nothing to each other, it means we are not married” he growled. I grinned and fell back on the cushions.
“That's too bad” I said cheerfully. Who knew that Mr. Complete Psycho Smith could actually help me? He glared at me, obviously not happy with my response.
“We are going to break you two apart” he said, voice low and still furious. I blinked.
“Not that I really care but why?” I asked, head starting to hurt a little.
“Because you will be my queen. Since our bond never really took after your transformation, I can only assume you have awakened too early. We must do this in a more manual way” he got up and started to pace the large room.
“Manually?” I echoed.
“Yes. Instead of just having a big party, we are having an actual wedding” he smiled at me, eyes full of boyish excitement.
“Don't worry. I'll have everything done by the end of the week. Soon, we will rule our kingdom as equals” with that, he gave me a quick peck on the lips and left.
I dropped back on the pillows. What just happened?
*****
I was walking back to my room. The doctor had given me a clean bill of health and had sent me on my merry way. I wanted to go over to the training room and punch the crap out of stuff. I was just in that mood. Thankfully, now I had equipment and that stuff instead of just picking a fight when I felt sour. I don't really know why I was suddenly so mad at everything, wanting to rip things apart. All I knew was the solution. Physical activity.
Alex wasn't in the room when I got there. Whatever. I shifted through my clothes, trying to find something appropriate for exercise. So far? Nothing. Most of my stuff was at the laundry. Finally, I found some shorts at the bottom of a huge pile. A sports bra would do as a top. So here I was, standing in nothing but a sports bra and underwear when he found me.
Rey's POV
I was exhausted. Momma was working us hard today, actually making us do chores because of some stupid vamp event they're going to have soon. It was supposedly a very huge deal. Everyone had to do something, even Mary. We were in the kitchen and I was just about ready to call it a day. Ten other people I didn't recognize were working in the kitchen as well so they wouldn't really miss me. I stopped what I was doing to look around.
Adrian was all sweaty and disgusting because he tried to do his chores and momma's too. His shirt was off, leaving his chest bare. More than one girl sneaked a peek at him when they could. Me? I did the same, more out of jealousy and bitterness than anything else. Mary kept her eyes down, making me like her that much more. She was wearing some tiny shorts and a tank top, both sweaty. It was hot as hell in here and we were doing some serious work. First and far most, we had to get the kitchen clean for the french vampire chefs that were coming in tomorrow for the event. Momma was so pissed off about that. She thought that she was good enough to cook for over fifteen hundred vampires in a day. I liked her, honestly she was a very nice woman but she wasn't good enough to beat the best vamp chefs in the entire world. There was just no way.
I walked over to Mary.
“I think I'm going to leave now. I'm exhausted” I told her. She stopped and tried to dry off some of the sweat on her forehead.
“Alright. I think I'm about done too. I need some sleep” she sighed, giving me a faint smile. We've grown kinda close since I've been here.
“Where is your room?” I asked curiously.
“About five hallways from yours. It's right by the grand hall's kitchen” she said. I knew where it was. Adrian and I passed by there every day to come here. It was a much shorter way than just taking every right from our room.
I told momma I was leaving than stopped by Adrian.
“I'm taking off” I told him, starting to leave again. I only let him know because if I didn't, that idiot would wait for me before going to the room. The kitchen was vast and he didn't want me to be alone without a way to get back. He was under the impression that I needed my hand held every minute of the day.
“Are you sure you know the way?” he asked. I snorted, not bothering to answer. I've only been coming down here every damn day since I've arrived. Of course I knew the way.
The way to the room was somehow way more lonely than it usually was. Lonely and incredibly creepy.
I didn't bother to make my steps quiet or to muffle the sound of the huge door opening. It was day and if that vamp bastard was asleep than he could just wake up. Adrian walked on eggshells around him but I didn't give a damn. I was beyond giving a damn about anything. I was frustrated, confused, and so damn worried about Annabelle and our situation that it wasn't even funny. I sighed and almost walked right to my room but something stopped me. The closet door was open, it rarely ever was, and Annabelle was standing in virtually nothing, struggling into some shorts. She was obviously in a bad mood. Normally this would mean I would get lucky. Now she goes to those three guys and trains. The king said he'd kill me if I touched MY wife. But there wasn't anyone in the room. A grin slowly stretched my lips.
This is the setup for the scene all of you told me you wanted in the last chapter. Trust me, it isn't going to end with another scene between Annabelle and Rey. I've done that already in a few chapters and am bored with it. It's time for something new. Hope you liked it! :)