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Chapter Twenty-three

Dominic came to my room and told me how Annabelle’s guard found us and was trying to rescue her. I am kind of relieved because I didn’t like how my brother was holding her against her will but I did enjoy having her around. Once I heard of her getting abducted I knew right away it was my brother when Abel came to me and told me a demon took her. I did originally come back home to rescue her from my demented brother but it proved harder than I thought. Even though she was brought here against her will she seemed to be enjoying her time here. I have done everything I can to make her comfortable.

Dominic sent our best guys out to fight Abel off, I was so torn between letting her go or doing all I can to keep her here in this castle with me. Even though I like to think I have everything under control I am not so sure I do with my sadistic brother around. He may claim he abducted her to get at me and to experiment with her blood but I see the way he looks at her. He is thinking about keeping her for himself and making her his bride. Since I still do not have the throne he could very well take it if he marries.

I decided that I would not intervein with the rescue if she gets away fine but if she doesn’t then I will make her Queen. I don’t know how she will react to this though because in order to be Queen of the Sitri’s she will at least have to be part demon. The transition is not easy and is very painful. She would never be able to go back home after. She would instantly be a vampire’s mortal enemy and would be rejected by her family.

Well, I guess she made that decision for me since I could sense her presence back in the castle. She must have decided she wanted to stay, good girl, I thought smiling to myself. I think I am going to have my brother perform the Sitri ritual on Annabelle and then she can blame and hate him for her discomfort. The trick is to get him to do it himself without me having to tell him to do it, I need to put him in a bad position.

I feel bad but she has to be at least part Sitri to marry and be a Queen to the congregation. I will kill my brother after to show my allegiance to her and make sure she never finds out. I have been watching Dominic around Annabelle and I know he plans on taking her from me and probably getting rid of me himself and there is no way I am going to let that happen. I love him because he is my brother but he is an evil bastard and I he can never rule our congregation. I know I have a little evil in me but not like him.

I am more calculated were he is more impulsive and destructive. It is a hard decision to make but I have decided it just has to be done, he has to go. I sat there in my room for a while seeing if Annabelle was going to come to me but she never did. No doubt, she was probably regretting staying and turning Abel away. Hell, I even felt a little bad for the guy.

After a while I decided to just go and check on her and ask what happened and why she stayed, I wanted her to say out loud that she had feelings for me, I needed to hear it. Then I would go on with my plan to get Dominic to perform the ritual on her.

Annabelle had just gotten back to her room and felt horrible about hurting Abel, but there was no way I could go right then. I tried explaining to him that if I leave with him my whole family would be killed but he wouldn’t take that seriously. He is underestimating Dominic and I know it. The only way I can be free is to kill Dominic but even then, how do I know Damian won’t do the same thing to keep me here, after all, they are brothers and way more alike then they like to admit. The more time I spend with them, the more I see the similarities.

I wasn’t sure how I would get out of this but I was going to come up with a way sooner than later. I had found this spell book hidden in the way back of my closet at the mansion and luckily had it on me in my jacket pocket when I was taken by Dominic. Since it was hidden I had decided to keep it that way and not let anyone know about it, especially Damian and Dominic. The book was leather bound and handwritten, I guess by me. I wonder what type of witch I used to be, light or dark? I was kinda hoping I did dark magic and had a spell that could take care of Dominic and possibly Damian too, for me.

As I was flipping through the pages of my spellbook, I didn’t find anything to kill but I did find a spell to get something you want. There was a warning at the bottom of the page that said if you perform the spell something bad will happen to someone you love. So to get something you want, you take from someone else? That doesn’t sound like good magic to me, maybe I am a dark witch. How can I do this spell knowing that something bad will happen to someone I love. That could be anything.

I kept flipping through to see if I can find another spell that I could use but found nothing else. Could I live with the consequences if it is a loved one I don’t see often, like an old distant relative? That will still be horrible know that I caused it though. I can’t do it, I’ll have to come up with another plan. Maybe I could poison Dominic by slipping something into his red wine he loves. They would probably think it was a servant.

A knock on my door startled me out of my thoughts, I jumped up and I hid my spell book under my mattress.

Damian opened the door and walked in, shutting the door behind him.

“I heard Abel tried to help you escape?” He asked.

“Yes, but as you can see I stayed.”

“Why?”

“I didn’t want my family to be killed.”

“Oh,” He said looking down at his feet.

“Why did you think I stayed? I asked.

“For me,” He smirked.

“I will admit, I do have feelings for you, but that is not why I am here.”

He nodded, “Well it is still nice to know.”

“How about you?”

“Yes, I do have feelings for you too, but Dominic stands in the way of you leaving and I can’t do anything about that.”

“You are older than him, why don’t you have a say in the matter?”

“He does whatever he wants, he doesn’t listen to me and he is infatuated with you.”

I heard the shutters coming down, meaning the sun was coming up.

“I’m getting pretty tired.” I yawned, “I think I’m gonna go to bed.”

“Okay, no problem, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I was relieved when Damian left my room, I really just wanted to be alone. I am very frustrated with him right now, for keeping me prisoner for his psychopathic little brother.

As Damian was walking to the living room for a drink he ran into his brother, Dominic.

“You talked to Annabelle?”

“Yeah.”

“So, what did she say?”

Damian pulled out a glass and picked up a crystal decanter and poured himself a whiskey.

“What I expected, that she doesn’t want to get her family killed.”

“Good girl.” He Dominic smirked, taking the decanter from him and pouring himself a glass.

I wanted to smack that smirk right off his face but reframed from it. I had to stay calm to carry out my plan. I couldn’t act on my feelings for now.

I just laughed it off like I was on his side, I didn’t want him to question my allegiance. I acted like I didn’t have feelings for her, that she was just a plaything. If I showed him how much I cared he would use that against me.

“I guess I was wrong about you and your feelings for her.”

“She just took the sting of loneliness away, I am only into my own kind, brother.”

“So I can have her?”

“Sure,” I shrugged, taking a sip from my glass.

“Okay,” He laughed shaking his head.

“You will have to do the ritual or father won’t let you be with her.”

“Yeah, I know.” He smiled, “Looking forward to making her scream.”

I cringed at the thought and downed the rest of the liquid left in my glass.

This has to be done, there is no other way that Annabelle and I can be together.