Sexting With A Vampire
Chapter 22

Stella

I can't believe alpha Raphael forced his men to carry me on his back to the mansion. It was degrading riding on another werewolf who hated acting like my horse. Luckily, it's over now.

I'm no longer in the forest. Raphael is still out there, though, searching for Evan while I'm a prisoner at his estate.

I sigh.

At least Raphael isn't forcing himself on me.

I'm actually grateful that I was thrown into a room that is my own on the top floor of Raphael's mansion. I would rather die than share a room with that twisted alpha. But I have to admit I'm not too unhappy.

It's super beautiful out here. Raphael lives on the outskirts of Lunaris, far away from the city, and his only neighbors are the trees.

It's actually not that far to the forest....

I stare out from the window. Escaping from here wouldn't be that hard, right? I'm not sure where I would go, but I hate that I was delivered here against my will.

I don't trust Raphael. Even if we are mates, something is unsettling about him. And the thought of being stuck here with an alpha wishing to breed me makes me uncomfortable. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. I turn around in surprise and fear it will be alpha Raphael stepping inside, but it's a woman.

She is tall, at least six foot one, and her hair is long and blonde.

Silently, I absorb her other features.

Pale skin like mine, and not a mole in sight-the woman is gorgeous, but what makes me react is her strange smell and pointed ears. Her eyes are also eerie blue without any irises. What the heck.

Lenses?

"Hello, Stella. My name is Leonora, and I'm alpha Raphael's witch. I'm here to place a spell on you that keeps you from leaving this mansion. Please don't resist; you would regret trying to fight me." Her melodic voice makes me shudder. Leonora doesn't sound like a human or any creature I've ever met. She is also wearing an azure blue dress that definitely wasn't bought at a modern clothing store. And her scent...

I can't describe it, but that isn't the smell of a witch. She carries this faint touch of... Magic? Like Evan. But Leonora's aroma isn't as overwhelming and seems lighter with less darkness. Either way, it means I'm dealing with a magical creature.

I turn tense. "What exactly are you? Even though you presented yourself as a witch, you don't smell like a human."

Leonora approaches me with a growing smile. Her eyes are interested in me, and she sizes me up. I have to fight to repress a shudder.

I don't like her spreading smile.

"You can actually tell that I'm not a human?"

I press my back against the wall. An inner voice tells me to run before it's too late, but the longer I stare at Leonora's beautiful face, the more exhausted I seem to become.

It's like she is weakening my powers.

But that doesn't keep me from speaking my mind. "Anyone with eyes should be able to tell that you're not a normal human-your ears are pointed."

"It could be a costume?" Leonora points out.

"True, but I think your ears are real..."

She laughs, yet her expression isn't friendly. Her eyes are suspicious of me as if she won't let herself like me just yet. Leonora is definitely loyal to alpha Raphael regardless of her not being a werewolf. "I'm a witch, but..." Leonora licks her bottom lip. "I'm also a part elf."

My eyes widen. "That's why you're so tall..."

"Yes..."

A blush coats her face, and then she grabs my hand. Immediately, Leonora chants in a language I can't understand. It sounds like a melody or a song, and runes appear on my wrist.

I want to pull back, but I can't. It's like my feet have grown their own gnarled roots and struck them through the floorboards. I can only watch in horror as Leonora ties me to this mansion.

I feel the shift within me and the helplessness that comes with turning into a prisoner. Walls of magic blink a few times before disappearing, yet I know they are there to keep me here. My eyes narrow. "I hope you feel good about yourself tieing me to this place without my permission."

Leonora releases me and lets go of my arm. Her eyes are colder now, so unfriendly that chills creep up my spine.

"Alpha Raphael isn't a bad man. He saved my life when I was a child, and I will do anything he asks of me," Leonora's lips curls. "Besides, you're not a total prisoner. He will still allow you to attend the Spring Festival, and with his permission, you can leave his mansion."

My patience snaps like a rope. The shy, abused girl is put on the shelf, and I growl at Leonora. I'm so tired of being pushed and shoved around that I can't help myself from barking at her.

"But I still need his damn permission to leave!" I'm so mad at Leonora backs away from me, and she better. "How is this better than what the vampires did to me?!"

"We aren't abusing you," Leonora says calmly. "We won't treat you as our servant either. Rest assured."

"Alpha Raphael said he wants me to give birth to plenty of puppies, and I'm not allowed to go out! In a twisted way, I'm still some sort of servant or prisoner!" Leonora doesn't comment on this.

She walks out through the door, and I rush after her.

"No, you can't leave inside this room! Come back here!"

I grab the doorknob but regret it. Magic makes the door glow red, and I burn my hand and fingers.

"GAH!"

Frustration runs loose within me, and I glare at the door while clutching my burnt hand to my chest. This is a nightmare! I can't believe these people locked me in this room as a captive! "Shit-shit-shit! How do I get out of here now?!"

I walk over to the bed and grab one pillow to scream into it. I should have run when I had the chance!

"I hate this place!" I yell into the pillow. It muffles the swearing that comes out of my lips. "Why does every single person wish to keep me as their prisoner?! I'm tired of it!" Tears crawl out of my eyes. I feel pathetic, but I can't help myself from screaming when the frustration sinks into my bones.

I don't want to be anyone's captive!

I lay down in the bed and pull a blanket over me. My eyes glare into the wall while my heart thumps painfully against my chest. It feels like the universe is working against me. I'm not even kidding.

Something good happens in my life, and immediately, it's snatched away from me. It's like whoever is watching over me has decided to screw me over again and again! And it hurts because there is only so much a person can take!

My heart is in shambles, and I close my eyes. A single tear runs down my cheek. I miss Evan already...