Captured By A Ruthless Vampire King
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Unedited.

Embry POV & in media.

Two Moon later.

So much has happened in the last couple of moon, just thinking about it all makes my head hurt.

Being the Alpha of many wolves sounds cool and all until you must do some work.

For starters, each pack of America had its social structure, rules of conduct, moral values, and were all governed based upon their leader’s ethical background.

Which left me with a major problem that consisted of merging four packs with completely different cultures and traditions into one pack. I had to replace a way to honor each pack’s originality and place it into one big melting pot to meld together as if our cultures were metals being melted down to become a stronger alloy and I did.

I decided to keep each pack’s roots and make them our roots. American History all over again 101.

Once, I finally figured that portion out. It was time to deal with another major issue that consisted of each werewolf pack worrying about leaving their homes.

No one wanted to have to migrate and leave behind what they have always known which was completely understandable. My only issue was that I’m one person. There is no way on earth that I could be in four different territories at once.

Luckily for me, my mate is a King of an entire continent who has already figured out how to govern a nation. He suggested that we use the seasons as a time frame to spend in each pack and for me to assign a governor for each territory to make decisions for each pack whenever I’m away for royal duties.

That way, wolves don’t have to leave their homes unless they want even though we’re operating as one pack.

According to him, each king has governors who are responsible to govern and protect a Kingdom when the King departs. Most of them, aren’t descendants from wealthy houses. However, they are descendants from respected houses that have shown nothing but, undying loyalty for the wealthy house of their assigned Kingdom.

I also learned that Aunt Katherine was Cyrus’s previous governor and quite the governor she was. She handled just about all of Cyrus’s duties which is to be expected of course.

This means that Speck will have some huge shoes to fill. Cyrus promoted her from Royal advisor to Governor the very moment that we arrived back in the states.

It warms my heart to know, that Speck and Victoria are doing great as they settle in the Red House back in Washington D.C.

He couldn’t have picked a better person. She deserves it. Vlad and Abigail will also be living in the nation’s capital due to Vlad officially starting his duties as secretary of defense. I’m going to miss my girls, but I’m glad that they will all be living close together.

On the other hand, Gutter Butter will remain by my side even though he also has some tough shoes to fill. He too has been promoted. He is now Cyrus and my royal advisor.

Shocking, right! I know. Who would have ever thought that Gutter Butter would end up becoming the royal advisor? And the craziest part is that he accepted the new position with open arms, which is surprising when you take in his military background.

It’s such a major career shift. A cool one, but still.

With his new position, he will be able to travel all around the world and stay close to the royals, but most importantly far away from Speck and I’m guessing that’s the point.

He’s still having a hard time accepting the fact that Speck and Victoria are beloveds. His heart is broken, and it breaks my heart to see him this way. Hopefully, he will meet his beloved sooner than later and his heart will be mended.

Although, I do worry for the poor soul that shall be mated to him. Poor girl.

At least, we can continue to have it up together until his time comes.

My first guard, Marko has been reassigned to be my personal guard again. Cyrus feels like he’s a perfect candidate for this role with his vast knowledge of dealing with the werewolf world and the vampires.

He’s expected to stay by my side no matter what and if he ever goes A-wall again my mate will have his head on a platter, Cyrus’s words not mine.

Although, I don’t think that will be a problem because the Secret society is no longer a secret and each member has been able to pick a territory to live in regardless of their species.

Back to what I was saying about territory, that’s the point of the governors that my mate suggested. Each territory will be overseen by people that I can trust. Cyrus suggested that I assign a governor for each territory to make decisions for each pack whenever I’m not in a territory.

Celine and Beta Rendell are to oversee the Northern territory and my dad and Luke shall continue to oversee the Western territory. Bells and her sister Layla will also continue to oversee the Southern territory. My father personally vouched for the two of them and advised that Bells is a woman of her word. In other words, they can be trusted.

Over, the last moon I’ve also had spent some time with the infamous southern Alpha and her sister. I like them a lot and couldn’t think of anybody else better to be in charge when I’m not a round of the big bad south.

Now, the Eastern territory was by far the hardest to replace a governor for. The old Eastern pack are known to be vicious and cunning. Their governor had to be strict, the type of person who rules would be law and that no one would dear to break yet also a person who is easy to get along with. On top of all that, I needed a person that I could trust as well.

So, I decided to assign my brother as the eastern territory governor. There is no other wolf that I could think of that could fill the position or would be up to it.

My brother on the other end accepted his title with a smile on his face. He always loved to visit the Eastern Pack territory when we were younger. Plus, with him being on the East Coast he will be close to my sister, who has finally accepted and announced her mating with Beta Rendell’s.

So, she will be moving to the Northern Pack Territory for good and my brother is expected to settle in his territory as soon as he returns from Luscious Kingdom.

Yes, you heard me right! Luscious Kingdom. For some strange reason, my brother Ruq and Luke will be tagging along with my mate, Elijah, and Nicklaus to join Luscious on some rid the world of hunter’s tour in South America.

I swear! These kings just love bloodshed and I have no clue why my brother and Luke would go anywhere with them, but two each is own.

I for one had enough of the drama, so I will not be attending. Plus, into my brother returns, the Eastern Territory needs to be looked after. So, I’ll be staying in the states doing my duty.

After that, I’ll be meeting back up with Claire, Anastasia, and Xander in Europe. They will be staying, in Marcellus Kingdom as the guest of honors. Hopefully, I’ll make it there before the start of Marcellus’s infamous game.

Well, technically it’s not one of his infamous games because unlike the typical series of sick games where he promises humans that if they are somehow able to defeat the odds and win, they will be set free of bondage. This one is completely different. It’s more of a game show about replaceing love that will be broadcast for the world to see.

Dramatic, I know! But I rather deal with Marcellus’ lovesick tv show than deal with my mate and his friend’s blood-thirsty hunter games series. So, Europe it is as soon as I finish there.

Plus, Claire asked me to come along so I can help her with writing the new and improved human declaration of independence that she plans to announce on national television on the game show season finale and it’s no way that I’ll let prego out of my sight for too long.

Speaking of which, Nicklaus and Claire have finally told our circle the great news of them expecting, but we are all under strict orders to keep the secret from the rest of the world.

That means only our circle, and my family is aware of Claire’s condition. My dad even offered to help Nicklaus figure out a way to beat the curse. He claims, to have learned a little about it from my mother, who also happened to know Claire’s surrogate mother the witch Aurora.

According, to my father Lady Katherine, Aurora, and my mom were all close friends.

It’s so strange how connected we all seem to be and I’m pretty sure that it’s not a coincidence but today isn’t about solving the problems of tomorrow. Today is about celebrating obstacles that we have overcome.

Today is the last day that we will be together for at least two moons or so.

It’s the last night that I will have with my mate for a while. That’s why when my dad decided to throw us a barbeque on the beach there was no way I could refuse his offer.

A few of us are here now, in front of my childhood home soaking up some sun.

It’s in the middle of winter when the days are typically cooler but today is perfect. The Pacific Ocean sparkles underneath the blazing sun. The sand is cool to touch, and the sky is clear blue with gigantic clouds. The wind is blowing in the salty smell of the ocean and blowing my hair in my face.

My hair feels as free as birds in the wind. I smile up at the sun as it kisses my skin.

It is the picture-perfect day for some beach fun and my family, friends, and I are taking complete advantage of it.

From out the corner of my eyes, I can see Luscious standing close to the ocean having a heated debate with someone on the phone. He’s been like this since we arrived here. It is more than evident that he’s ready to go home.

Gutter Butter and Raphael are also sitting on the shoreline, watching the waves or more like watching some she-wolves catch some waves.

Hmm, maybe Gutter Butter is getting over Speck sooner than I thought.

My mouth begins to water from the smell of my dad’s notorious malibu barbeque chicken wings as he flips a few wings on the grill.

He and my brother have always considered themselves to be the master of the grill. Always.

So, it’s quite funny watching Xander outshine them right now as I look up from my laptop.

My dad look’s pissed and my brother’s face is also balled up. He looks like an upset pup. I hear my sister and her mate Rendell laughing at them from the patio of my dad’s home.

“Last one in the water smells like rotten eggs,” my overly adorable nephew, Jenkin’s yells his favorite punch line as he runs from the house towards the Pacific Ocean. His crystal blue eyes glisten under the blazing sun as the Bell twins chase after him.

“Hey! No, you’re always cheating,” says Bluebell.

“Stop being a baby!” Her identical twin sister Quebell says to her with a teasing smirk before taking off. Her startlingly bright red hair wraps like a banner around her tiny frame as she begins to run with the speed of lightning after Jenkins.

“Urgh! You are supposed to be on my side, Q! I’m telling dad!” cries Blue as she chases after both, and here comes my furry little friend running after them all.

They are so cute. I just love them.

The famous redhead Bell Twins of The Northern Pack are known to be two legendary identical little devils. They are known for three things, their beauty, bubbly nature, and being brave.

Their nicknames have been tornados and hurricanes since the day that they were born.

They truly are double trouble and trust me when I say that I would know. When I was younger, I use to help Kaya babysit the little devils whenever I was in the Northern Pack.

Plus, their father, Omega Nicholson is my sister’s long-time childhood friend.

So, yeah! Their family is like family to my family. The Bell twins are kind of like my little cousins.

That’s exactly why they will be traveling with me to the Eastern Pack along with Jenkins. I need the little devils to be my eyes and ears, pup spies and of course, they are all down.

No one and I mean no one knows how to stir up some trouble like the three of them.

Plus, Jenkins is excited to make some friends of his own. He calls the experience of meeting new pups, gaining allies to be by his side when he becomes the Ruthless Alpha King.

Oh, my Goddess! That pup is truly something else. His mom would be so proud.

I’ve had the pleasure of spending some quality time with him during our trip to the vampire famous Fiji’s Coral Coast. The whole gang went, the chosen girls, the kings, and a few of our friends tagged along.

It was the vacation of a lifetime, a magical event. I can’t wait to go back and visit, and neither can Jenkins. He made so many friends, or should I say allies there. It’s ridiculous.

Cyrus promised to take us back before next spring. That’s when our dream house that he just purchased is expected to be done with renovations.

As soon as he, realized how much I loved the island, he gave me a deed to the place that he purchased, twenty million, five hundred and fifty-five thousand to be exact just so I could call Fuji Island my home. And when I say Fuji island my home, I mean Fuji island shall be my home.

He purchased the largest part of an undeveloped island in Fuji and named her Embry.

He’s such a groveler.

“And I grovel good,” says Cyrus before lifting from off my lap and planting a kiss on my lips, obviously invading my thoughts as per usual.

“Stay out of my head,” I laugh against his lips.

“Now why would I ever do that when your mind is so wickedly wondrous and full of mysteries?”

“You’re the only person here with wicked thoughts, Mr. Groveler,” I say to him before opening my mouth wide and then tangling my tongue with his super savory and devilishly delicious tongue.

“Aww go get a room you two,” teases Nicklaus, while leaning over Claire’s legs. The two of them are sitting directly beside us building sandcastles.

They have been stuck to us like glue. They’ve even been staying at my childhood home with us since we arrived back in California, while everyone else has been staying elsewhere.

My father has even threatened to charge Nicklaus rent even though we have only been here a few days. I don’t think he likes him too much, but he seems to be head over heels for Claire. My entire family loves Claire, especially Jenkins.

He gets jealous every time he sees Nicklaus touching her and has even declared to fight for his girl on multiple occasions.

That’s why I believe that she is expecting two girls. All wolves know the old wolves’ tale about girls being underneath pregnant she-wolves that are carrying a boy and boys being underneath pregnant she-wolves that are carrying a girl.

So, that’s exactly why I believe that Claire is expecting two girls. Jenkin loves her way too much.

“If the two of you don’t want to go to your room Cornelius and I sure well,” pitches in Jadis while she tackles Cornelius on top of the sandcastles. The two of them will also be traveling with Claire to Marcellus Kingdom.

That’s all it takes for sand to go flying everywhere as if we’re in a desert storm. I take cover, using my mate’s glorious body as a shield.

“Jeepers freaking creepers, Jadis. You’ve got sand all in my hair,” pouts Claire. Even with sand in it, her golden waves are still shining brighter than the western sun.

“It’s okay Firecracker you look sexy with sand all over you,” compliments Nicklaus.

“Yeah, Claire! You’ll be fine. I don’t know why you’re complaining anyway. I’m the one who has to deal with it,” Jadis lifts from Cornelius for a second just to yell at Claire. Then she starts to mumble something about playing hairstylist and M-U-A.

“Bring your fine ass back down here,” says Cornelius as he pulls Jadis back down to him. Then, he wraps his arms around her tiny waists before smacking her butt.

“I’m surprised that Jadis is the one that’s not pregnant. The two of them can’t keep their hands off one another,” laughs my wolf.

Thank the Goddess that my nephew has a crush on Claire instead of Jadis because if he did, he would be fighting with Cornelius all night.

“Hey, didn’t I warn you to stay away from my girl, evil leech king,” speak of the devil and he should appear? My nephew appears soaking wet in front of Nicklaus bearing weapons.

His big water gun is loaded with seawater and his sidekicks the bell twins are standing right behind him with even bigger water guns, ready for war.

“Get him, Jenk’s,” yells Bluebell.

“Yeah, get him!′ Her sister says seconds after her. “Save the pretty lady from the scary leech.”

Claire’s brother, Alec starts to chuckle, but Nicklaus gives him one look and his laughter disappears immediately.

“The pretty lady can save herself,” Claire smiles at them. “I have the power to bring the evil leech king down to his feet.”

“Oh, really that so cool,” says Quebell. Her big and bright aqua eyes widen.

“No, it’s not,” Bluebell disagrees. “Everyone knows the story is way cooler when the fair lady plays the damsel in distress.”

“No is not,” says Quebell.

“Is too!” The twins begin to argue. “Quiet! Suckers!” Jenkin roars, coming to save the day by shooting at them both.

“Oh, you’re so dead!” The twins shoot back at him, weaving between us all and most importantly getting everyone and everything wet, including my laptop.

Geeze! It’s so drenched one may think that it took a trip under the sea.

Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess!

That’s the second one that they have broken in the last past two days. You see what I mean, the Bell twins are most certainly double trouble and Jenkins is the devil of trouble himself.

Together, the world has no chance, and when you place Claire twins into the equation.

Oh, boy! Goddess bless the next generation. Please, save their souls.

“Kids, lunch is ready,” announces my aunt Elena from the patio. I’m finally convinced that she is the moon goddess in disguise. The pups surrender at once, tossing their firepower to the side before rushing towards the door, we’ll all but one.

My crafty little mate catches my nephew in mid-run by his waist and lifts the wiggling and giggling little mutt up high in the air.

“I want your blood,” he teases and tickles Jenkins, who’s cracking the heck up. The two of them have become quite close over the last moon. They are inseparable.

“Em Em, rescue me from Dracula. He wants my blood,” Jenkin plays along, still cracking up!

“Hey, don’t talk about my grandfather,” Nicklaus joins in, taking my nephew out of Cyrus’s arm and placing him into a headlock.

“You’re granddad sucks! He’s old and ancient.” My nephew continues to giggle. “No one cares about him, but they all know Uncle Cy. That’s exactly why I will rather be him for Halloween. If I dressed up like him, the entire pack would try to kill me. It will be epic,” he continues.

Oh, here they go again! Each King has been trying to convince my nephew to dress up as them for Halloween. So, far! My mate is winning.

“And if the pack attempts to kill my favorite little mutt, I’ll rip out the rest of the mutt pups’ eyes out of their socket and feed it to their parents,” my mate declares. Oh, Goddess!

Out the corner of my eye, I see some she-wolves who are sitting on the other end of the beach face turn pale.

“My father would never allow that to happen,” says Bluebell from the patio, eating her hotdog. “Ever,” adds in her sister Quebell.

“I’ll beat your father ass,” my mate says to them and Nicklaus starts to laugh his butt off.

“Cyrus! Language!” scolds Aunt Elena as she shoos the Bell Twins back into the house. “Jenkins, let’s go and Embry, Celine is on the phone.”

About got darn time, I’ve been expecting her call. After, our trip to Fuji Celine went to go check on my uncle Maddox and his pain in the butt mate to ensure that they are settling in comfortably on house arrest in the Midwest.

I wanted to go personally but my father suggested that someone else go because all the bad blood is still so fresh. I was hesitant at first but decided that my dad was right. Maybe it would be for the best if someone else was to visit and make sure that everything was going well for them. Besides, the two of them have been sentenced to a century of house arrest.

That’ leaves plenty of time for me to go visit them. So, Celine went to save the day although she wasn’t too thrilled about it. That was until Seneca announced that he would tag along with her.

The two of them have a thing for each other and so do Raphael and her, which explains why he is looking in my direction as I run over and grab the phone from my aunt.

“Hello cousin,” she says the very moment I place the phone to my ear.

“Hello, cousin!” I giggle back. “I’m surprised she didn’t just mind link with us,” my wolf pitches in. “You’ve both have become spoiled by the king’s modern-day technology. ”

I can’t help but laugh at my wolf because she has a point. “How did everything go?” I ask Celine.

“As well to be expected,” she tells me with a giggle of her own before I hear Seneca shout. “Hurry up I can’t wait to see that banging body touch the water. Sexy ass she-wolf! ”

Opp!!! I guess she finally decided to give in, and I honestly can’t blame her. Seneca’s name should be Zeus because he’s a god of a man. As soon as I process the thought, I hear my mate release a monstrous growl. Oh, My Goddess! He’s invading my thoughts again.

“Our uncle sends his love,” Celine lies. We both know that our uncle is still heated at both of us. “Rufus called Seneca as well. He still hasn’t been able to get an audience with the Lycan King, Rollin,” she changes the subject.

I turn to face the ocean. From up here, the view has always been breathtaking.

Apparently, after my mate disposed of the Lycan King Ethel his beta manages to escape and was crowned King, which is expected due to the monarchy. Nicklaus assigned Rufus with the task to form an alliance by any means necessary. He also suggested that Rufus propose a union to seal the alliance with the bride and groom of his choosing.

I, on the other hand, don’t understand, why Nicklaus would send Rufus out of all people to be the one to negotiate. We all know that he has a temper. He was better off sending Marcellus, or even Seneca if you ask me but it wasn’t my call. Thankfully, Count Cloven was instructed to tag along with him.

“Time up, Sunshine,” says my mate stepping right in front of me, blocking my view from the ocean. I feel his dauntless energy breezing with the wind and entering my soul.

His golden eyes are accusing, penetrating even. There is no doubt in my mind that I will be punished for my naughty thoughts about Seneca.

“You think,” Cyrus's words appear inside of my head and his facial expression is serious.

“Oh, yes! Punish me now, daddy,” my wolf chuckles as I gulp.

“Celine, I’ve got to go!” I hang up right before my mate wraps his arm around my waist to pick me up and settles his hand firmly underneath my butt as my legs wrap around his frame.

“That’s right Cyrus! Give me lots and lots of great-nieces and nephews,” my aunt Elena cheers him on as he zooms through the kitchen and up the stairs towards my old room.

“Not in my house,” my dad yells a second before Cyrus closes the door.

*

I must have dozed off after our lovemaking. I look over to see Cyrus looking up at the stars. The moon is still lively, and the stars are still twinkling in the purplish yet pitch-black sky. I can get lost as I listen to the sound of the crashing waves hitting the shore as the wind blows a soft tune.

My dad was dead serious about not having sex in his house earlier. He stormed right into my room, and literally dragged my mate out of the room by his shirt.

Have you ever seen a vampire King being harassed by an angry werewolf father before?

I have, and it was funny as heck. A priceless moment for sure. The entire household was in tears.

It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside to see my mate and my father get along so well, but I’m still mated to the Ruthless king after all. He convinced me to sneak out right after our family dinner and he got back at my dad by unmercifully devouring my body on the beach underneath the stars and moonlight.

Now, I would be a liar if I said that the Beta’s daughter didn’t enjoy every moment of it. I guess that’s why the Moon Goddess and Blood God paired us up in the first place because, in the end, we are both really savages.

I’m just a tad bit little sweeter than him.

“Is everything okay?” I ask him.

“Everything is fine, sunshine,” he answers, as he turns around and pulls me into him so we’re lying face to face. The full moon gleams down illuminating his hauntingly handsome face. The sound of the crashing waves truly is calming, and the cool breeze puts my soul at peace.

An electric current journeys throughout my entire body when his warm finger gently brushes sand from off the side of my face.

Then, he pulls me on top of him, ensuring that my bare body touches his bare skin. His golden eyes make me feel all hot and heavy as they shine sunlight onto my skin although it’s midnight as he says, “I love you.”

“I love you more,” I tell him before placing my lips down onto his tasty ones, stealing a kiss.

“Impossible,” he moans into my mouth before attacking my tongue with his savory one.

My lips begin to suck on his upper lip as his fangs gently bite down on my lower lip. His lips taste so sweet. Fresh and energizing. Still to this day, I can’t get enough of them. I can’t get enough of him. My fingers travel through his thick and full mahogany hair, pulling him in closer. His hair still feels like silk, even though it has sand all in it.

Cyrus groans in approval before his savory tongue licks over my top lip, giving me the delicious chills that only he can give. By the time, I pull away from him both of us are breathless.

“Who said I was finished,” he moans against my mouth before he begins to lick my collar bone with his skillful tongue. Oh, my Goddess! Suddenly, my juices overlap the crashing waves, and an alarming chill of goosebumps can be felt all over my body.

“I’m going to tear that ass up all night,” he promises before rolling over the top of me. My hair and my body are now covered in sand, but I don’t care I’m too excited for what’s about to come.

“You are,” I moan before gently sucking on his bare chest.” Of course, he is,” my wolf howls. “His loch ness monster is about to slay our treasure chest.”

“Yes, sunshine. I’m going to fuck you into the sunrise,” he promises before flashing me a wicked grin. The Ruthless vampire King is going to fuck the shit out of the She-wolf Alpha Queen.”

Oh, my Goddess! I melt. I love it when he speaks to me like that. “But first, I have a present for you,” he says before lifting my body, taking a stand, and running over to grab his black swimming trunks.

Even, though I’m been naked the entire time I still felt fully dressed by his touch. Now, I just feel naked, desperately wanting him to return.

In less than a second, my prayers are answered. Cyrus returns with an envelope and a blanket.

He places the blanket over my naked frame as I ask, “What’s that?” before he sits down right beside me.

“Apparently, a letter from my aunt?” He tells me, catching me by surprise.

“According to your father, she wrote it during one of her visits to your pack and gave it to him. She made him promise not to give it to me until I found my way home.”

Home? “But you are from Romania?” I say, lifting to look at him.

“That’s what I said,” Cyrus agrees. “But your father insisted that I should read it before I leave tomorrow, and I thought that we could read it together. I just can’t bear to read it alone.” His voice starts to crack but I stop him, silencing him completely by placing my finger on top of his lips.

“Shhh! You don’t need to explain my love,” I tell him. “I know, baby I know.”

My mate isn’t the type to allow people in. Other than the kings, I’m the only one who gets to see his vulnerabilities. To be honest, I don’t even think the King’s has ever had this much access to this side of him and if they have it is rare, very rare. Cyrus isn’t the type of person to let his guard down. So, when he does a person should treasure that trust. I for one will treasure the trust that he has for me for as long as I shall live.

“How about I read it out loud,” I say to him a second later and he agrees.

He then hands the envelope to me without exchanging eye contact. Once received, I lift and place myself directly onto his lap. He wraps his arms around my frame as I open the letter.

You can tell that the letter was written a long while ago by the aged appearance. The surface is rough and has seemed to somehow imprint Aunt Katherine’s unique mulberry scent that smells so similar to my mate.

I can vividly imagine her soulful deep almond eye staring right into my soul as I unfold the wrinkled paper as if she’s right here beside us as I begin to read.

“Dear Nepot, (nephew) and nepoată (niece),

If the two of you are reading this it means that I’m long gone and the two of you have found your way home.

You’re each other home. Please don’t ever forget that if the two of you have each other, you have everything.

To my Embry, my sugarcoated sweet girl,

I’ve already told you on numerous occasions how much you mean to me; how much you mean to my family. You are the blessing that was delivered upon this earth on a cursed day. From the very moment, that I looked into your wide hazel eyes that led me to your soul. I knew that my dearest friend Aurora was right when she said that you were the one. That special one who would capture my biggest love heart and deliver him from evil.

Cyrus is his own evil.

Cyrus and I laugh at her written statement because it’s true. He is his own evil.

He then holds me closer to his frame and says, “Continue on,” so I do.

To my Cyrus, my not-so-sweet boy,

Please do not ever forget where you came from, who you came from. You are an Ettore, my flesh, and my blood. You come from me and I am you. No matter, where you go in life, I will always be a part of you. We will always be a part of you. Your parents will be so proud nepot. Te iubim ( we love you).

“Și eu te iubesc!“( I love you too) My mate says out loud and my heart breaks as I continue.

A wise she-wolf by the name of Larentia Lakewater once told me that love is a powerful force. The force of nature emotion can be your strength or your sorrow. It can take you by storm, like a tornado crushing a land with a vicious twist or love can be your rainstorm, a shower of love.

Love is a force to be reckoned with. The emotion can wreck you, heal you, or both...

The love that you two share is that powerful force.

The force that shall assist the chosen one on her tragic journey because as I once told Embry all your stories have been written way before either one of you decided to flip the first page of the book. Eight Kings and Eight Queens shall be the world’s Happy Ever After.

You are each other’s Happy Ever After.

P.S Embry has the lock, and another has the key. Her blood flows through you like how it flows through me.

Yours’s truly, MătuşăCătălina

“What do you think she means?”I look up from the letter and ask my mate while holding the locket on my neck that Aunt Katherine left for me. I have the lock, and another has the key. Her blood flows through you like how it flows through me. It must mean blood relative right? A descendant of theirs possibly?

“I’m not sure,” answers my mate as he stares out into the sea, seeming to be lost in the crashing waves. “My aunt always had a way with words.” He admits, closing his eyes, and once again I can see his pain.

I give him a second to collect his thoughts before saying, “She truly would be so proud of you.”

“No,” he says to me looking into my eyes. Once, again managing to snatch my soul away.

“She truly would be proud of you. Look how far you have come. When I first met you, you were the outcast. The she-wolf who was more in touch with her human side than with her wolf and now look at you. Alpha Embry Wilde Ettore, my she-wolf Queen,” he says to me before placing a single finger underneath my chin.

“The She-wolf Queen, who has managed to capture The Ruthless vampire King wicked heart,” I say to him, leaning closer than close to his delicious lips.

“Capture and conquer,” he finishes before finally smashing his fruitful lips into my very own.

Oh, my Goddess! Thank you! Thank You! Thank You, for finally bringing me home.

He’s my home. You see I use to believe that most vampires were just misunderstood.

I used to believe that the only way to stop the bloodshed is to forgive and forget.

How fortunate for me, that funny word name fate decided to show me otherwise. I remember when the time when Nicklaus took someone extremely important away from me. He crushed my soul when he took her life. I thought that I would never forgive him. I thought that I would never forgive them. I thought that I would never heal but Goddess I was so wrong.

My life drastically changed ever since the day that the ruthless Vampire King captured me and insists on calling me his chosen. When in reality, I was his mate. Although all is well and I now remember the power in forgiving, but I will never forget the course that I have taken that has made me what I am today.

Cyrus the ruthless vampire king that has captured me, she-wolf queen.

Oh my, Goddess! I am forever grateful.

The book is finally complete

Oh, my Goddess! It seems so unreal. I know I promised you bonus chapters for today but I felt the need to write an Epilogue that you all so rightfully deserve. Hopefully, you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

I’m going to miss writing about them.

Thankfully, their story will continue throughout the series along with the other kings and queens even if it shall be told by some of the other’s POV.

The Bonus chapters will be released Friday and I have a surprise for you all

LOL.

Into next time, yours truly Queen of The Walk.