RR reminder: DO NOT comment "rr" or anything else that can be a spoiler. Everyone's reading experience should be the same, don't ruin this for someone else just because you read it already. Thank you.

Elora

"Our party Queen!"

"Aye Elora!"

"How's the hangover?"

"She's a champ, look at her go."

I shyly smiled at the football team as I passed them on the way to class. I've been getting comments all day on my 'party animal' behavior. I'm just glad they're too focused on me being completely trashed and not noticing my limp.

Obviously it was out of character for me to go as 'hard' as I did, as my peers put it. It's going to be a long time before I go to another party, thats for sure.

I haven't seen Willow yet, which I'm thankful for. I'm so angry with her, I want to plan what I want to say so it doesn't come out as pure rage.

I dressed comfortably in sweats, a tank top, and a cardigan. I'm still super sore from my punishment yesterday. After I ate my crepes, I fell asleep and woke up in Felix's arms this morning. He helped me shower and get ready. He even helped me pick out my outfit. Before I left for the day he gave me some hot chocolate that he heated up for me. It was super watered down, but I didn't have the heart to tell him.

Luckily I don't have any plans for after school. No sports, clubs, or meets to attend.

"Elora!" I heard a familiar voice call as I took a seat in chemistry.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring her. She's not my friend, not by a long shot. Willow is a horribly mean person, and our personalities couldn't be more different.

She sat next to me, and I couldn't help but silently curse the teacher for the open seating chart. "Hey..." she kept sneaking glances at me, like she was nervous.

I glared at her, "Can you sit somewhere else, please?" I asked.

She pushed her head back, looking offended. "Elora I-"

"Please fuck off."

She sucked in a breath, a sad look in her eyes. "Okay... I just wanted to say I'm sorry," she gave a half assed apology that didn't sound genuine at all. Even if she did actually apologize and mean it, I wouldn't care. Friends don't treat friends the way she treated me at the party. She set me up.

She's pathetic. I started gathering my things. If she won't move, I will. "Willow stop. I don't want to talk about it. You're not my friend, that's all there is to it. Stop being so dramatic," I deadpanned.

As I stood up to leave she practically yelled, "But I have chlamydia!" After me.

I cocked an eyebrow, disgusted. Thats gross, she should get that checked out... and probably not announce that to the whole class.

I smiled at a table full of familiar girls I've studied with before. They greeted me kindly and I took a seat, glad to be away from the mess that is Willow. She's seriously self destructing.

~•~

By the end of the day, rumors were flying around the school. Willow must have told every single person she has an STD. That's all anyone can talk about.

She also got her senior class president status revoked somehow. No one knows what happened, but people say she went into the principals office for a whole class. When she came out they called me into the office and offered the position to me.

Of course I said yes, I earned it after all. Not before making my own terms, of course. Being in the debate team, and with Eugene's excellent negotiation advice, I knew exactly what to do. I'm no longer on the tennis team or debate club, I dropped them.

Honestly now that my guys are all back, I don't need as many distractions. I love being President, it means I can control things. I absolutely love making decisions and organizing, especially when I can boss people around- in a nice helpful way, of course.

Jason was our treasurer, so he got bumped up and is Vice President now. I'm actually pretty happy with how today has gone. I thought I would be miserable all day, walking around with a limp and really sore. But karma came through, big time.

The halls were emptying as students left for the day. Dane is probably already waiting for me in the parking lot, so I hurried gathering my things.

I closed my locker, hearing a loud slam against the lockers around the corner. "Get your fucking hands off of me," I raised my eyebrows at Jason's unusually harsh tone.

I peeked around the corner, knowing I should mind my own business. Daniel has Jason pinned against the lockers, looking absolutely livid. "You could have warned me, man. That's why you broke up, right? Because she has chlamydia," Daniel shoved him again and I flinched.

Uh oh. I don't want them to fight, but I'm not stupid enough to get between two guys that are twice my size.

Jason let out a small chuckle, but it was definitely anything but humorous, "Dude if you do that again I'm going to kick your ass," he warned, pushing Daniel away.

Daniel stumbled back, practically flying across the hall. "We didn't break up, she cheated, with you," Jason rolled his eyes. "You can have her, I'm not going to fight you over some girl I don't even want," Jason let out a huff of air, turning to walk away.

Daniel ground his teeth in anger, shaking his head. He sped up to Jason, shoving his shoulder. I flinched, hoping it was done. Why does Daniel want to fight him so badly. Jason's clearly trying to be the bigger person and walk away.

Jason turned around narrowing his eyes at Daniel, "What's your fucking problem?"

"Everyone saw you leave with Elora," Daniel spat and I froze. What's wrong with that? ...I should not be listening to this.

Jason ran his hands down his face, chuckling, "That's what you've got your panties in a knot for? Because I drove her home," he deadpanned with a pointed look.

Daniel narrowed his eyes, "You're a fucking creep. You obviously fucked her to get back at Willow and I. Who takes advantage of a drunk girl like that? She's literally limping-"

"You're accusing me of rape?" Jason asked seriously.

Daniel smirked, "I'm telling you that I know what you did."

What. I can't let Jason's name get dragged through the dirt like that. He was so nice to me, I can't believe Daniel would even think such a thing. Him and Willow are a perfect match.

I hit my foot against the lockers, making a loud sound before I went around the corner, so it wouldn't look like I was eves dropping.

Daniel and Jason both looked at me before giving each other a glare. "Hey guys," I smiled, playing dumb.

"Hey smalls," Jason responded, not looking away from Daniel. He looks murderous, his chest heaving up and down like he was going to lash out any second.

Daniel didn't break eye contact either, like they're in some kind of stare down. "How are you feeling?" Daniel asked.

"Oh I'm fine. If Jason didn't rescue me and take me hime when he did, I probably would have thrown up on your bathroom floor, you should thank him," I said honestly.

Daniel looked down at me, pushing his eyebrows together. "You remember that?" He asked.

I smiled, "I remember pretty much everything, including you and Willow sneaking upstairs. You really shouldn't have slept with her if she was drunk, by the way. You could really get a bad reputation if the word gets out," I threatened sweetly. She may not have been at my level, but she had a lot to drink too, and was definitely drunk.

Jason smirked, giving me a knowing look.

Daniels words caught in his throat, looking caught. "She wasn't that drunk-"

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Maybe before you judge others you should assess your own actions," I deadpanned.

Daniel looked between the two of us, "But you're limping, I thought..." he didn't finish the sentence.

"I fell," I lied.

Jason grinned at Daniel, patting his shoulder, "This must be embarrassing for you. If I were you, I'd go get tested because you're both too stupid to wear a condom."

Daniel blushed , quickly walking away.

Jason and I shared a look for a second before we both laughed. We started walking to the parking lot. "So, how long were you hiding around that corner for?" He asked.

I blushed, "Long enough. I thought I'd better save you before you got beat up," I teased.

He nodded, "Thank you, I definitely needed saving," he said sarcastically. "I don't know why but lately I get upset so easily. I don't usually let people bother me, but everything and everyone have been annoying me," he admitted. He ran his hand through his hair, "I mean, I was seriously going to hurt him."

I raised my eyebrows. He's been going through a lot with football, then Willow, and now he has the weight of Vice President on his shoulders too. Of course, I'm happy to help him, but it's not an easy task. Jason is easy going, but all these things happening at once must be hitting him hard. I struggle a lot with getting overwhelmed easily, and if I can help him, I want to.

I nudged him, "If you ever need anyone to talk to, you can always come to me. Sometimes you just need to vent, you know?" I suggested.

He smiled, "You're such a sweetie, smalls, you give me a toothache," he joked. "Thank you, I might have to take you up on that."

I smiled, "You should." We walked in a comfortable silence. A thought popped into my mind, and I couldn't help but be curious. "Hey Jason?"

"Yeah?"

"I have a question about something you mentioned earlier."

He glanced down at me, "She didn't get the chlamydia from me," he immediately defended.

I giggled, "No, not that. What's a condom?" I asked. I've heard the word before, but I've never known what it is.

Jason widened his eyes, a puzzled expression on his face. "Uh," he let out a sudden laugh. "Is this a joke?" He narrowed his eyes at me, studying me.

I shook my head, "It's just a question, you don't have to answer-"

He stopped walking, lightly pulling the sleeve of my cardigan to stop me too. "Smalls, you're telling me you don't know what a condom is when you had handcuffs in your shower?" He deadpanned.

My cheeks heated up in a blush, averting eye contact. "Shut up..." I mumbled.

He pressed his lips together, an amused grin trying to overtake his features. "Girl, I'm going to pray for you because I think I just figured out why you're limping," he muttered.

"I fell!"

"On a dick?"

Yup. Sure did. Seven of them.

I flicked his arm, "Jason," I warned.

He put his hands up in surrender, "Sorry- sorry," he grinned. He sighed, "Look, a condom is what goes over a guys dick and collects the jizz so we don't get girls pregnant," he explained.

What. We haven't been using condoms, not once. My stomach sank, terror plaguing me. I've never wanted kids, and none of my guys do either. I'm too selfish to share my attention with anyone else. "Oh, okay," I answered casually but my mind was swirling.

Jason chuckled, "Come on, let's go before you ask me to demonstrate with a banana," he joked.

We walked out to the parking lot where we parted ways.

Instead of Danes car, I saw Felix's big truck, and he was standing outside leaning against it. He smiled at me as I approached him, "How was school baby?" He asked.

"I don't want a baby! You were irresponsible and didn't even tell me about condoms- I wasn't thinking about reproduction at all. We need to go to the store because you're all wearing them from now on. That's final. What the hell were you thinking I-"

"Elora stop," Felix said firmly.

I narrowed my eyes pointing a finger at him, "No! You all know about these things and I don't. I'm very angry with all of you," I ranted, in full panic mode. "Obviously I know how babies are made, but I literally didn't think of it until five seconds ago and now I think I'm going to throw up," I continued. I blinked a few times. Don't pregnant people throw up? "Oh my god, this can't be happening-"

Felix covered my mouth with his big hand. "Baby, you're not pregnant," he said calmly. "Nor will you ever get pregnant. We can't produce live sperm," he explained.

My whole body relaxed and I sighed in relief. That was a close one.

He removed his hand from my mouth, opening the passenger door for me. I climbed up into the seat and bucked in as he started the truck. "Wheres Dane? He always picks me up."

Felix drove out of the parking lot, his big hand resting on my thigh as he drove. Okay daddy... I smirked for a second before I looked up at him as he started talking. "There's something I have to tell you, I figured it's best I soften you up with milkshakes," he gestured to the middle console that has two cups filled with yummy ice cream treats.

Oh yay! I grinned as I picked the pink one up and started eating, "I'm listening..." I urged. And Eugene says I'm the master of manipulation. I can be won over with sweets and attention every time, no matter what.

He glanced at me, "You know I'm the king of vampires-"

"Yes your majesty," I said quickly, not being able to help myself. Ever since I found out I'm not pregnant, I have a newfound optimism.

"Elora," he warned, not in the mood for jokes.

"Sorry daddy," I said sweetly.

Felix gave me a look, it was definitely a warning, but the smile he had as he looked back at the road made me smile.

"As the king, I must host a meeting every ten years," he continued. "In the past I've always had the meeting on an island off the cost of Italy. This time, it will be at the manor. On Friday, Saturday, and Sunday from dusk till dawn, every vampire will be in our home," he informed.

I chewed on the spoon, trying to collect my thoughts. I trust Felix, and I'm sure he has a good reason for having this meeting at our house. It makes me uncomfortable, though. That's a lot of vampires in one place. "How many vampires?" I asked, trying to have an open mind about it.

"About a hundred, give or take a few. I know you don't like the idea, but I think it's important they meet their Queen at least once," he gave me a hopeful look.

Queen? I don't understand, no one mentioned a Queen- wait- "Are you talking about me?" I gasped, leaning towards him.

He smiled, "Yes my love. Technically you're the princess, but soon enough you'll carry the title of Queen," he said proudly.

Me? But I don't know how to be a queen or a princess. I'm clumsy and the least graceful person I know. I get nervous and shy when talking in crowds. I desperately need a user manual or something, I know absolutely nothing about this. I need to study the history of vampires.

"Relax baby, no one expects you to make a statement. All I want you to do is be present for one announcement I make. You'll just have to stand next to us, that's all I ask," he soothingly rubbed his thumb over my thigh.

"What if they don't like me? The French people didn't like Marie Antoinette and tried to kill her," I recalled. I don't like rejection.

Felix chuckled, "They'll love you. There will be some who will try to shake you and test you if they get the chance. There will be men who don't like the idea of a human ranking higher than them. I want you to ignore them, baby. No one will disrespected harm you in any way, do you understand?"

My heart did a flutter at the pride in his tone. "I understand," I smiled. "Um, I don't have to be around them though, do I?" I asked, hoping the answer is no. Crowds of people intimidate me, I can't imagine the anxiety I'll have if I have to be in a crowd of vampires.

He shook his head, "Of course not. Lucifer hates the gatherings, so you'll be with him away from everyone," he assured.

I smiled. This doesn't sound so bad, I'm nervous, but I wouldn't mind hanging out with Lucifer for a whole weekend.

"I've been waiting to have you all to myself, kitten," Lucifer said.

I raised my eyebrows, intrigued.

Felix drove us home, and he answered any questions I had about the meeting.

I learned a lot about vampires, asking questions I never thought to before. Vampires have clans, and each clan has a leader that reports to one of my guys each month. There are some vampires who choose to drink animal blood, but are rare because it makes them weak. Age means everything, the older a vampire is the stronger they are.

"One more question," I started. "Do you have a crown?" I smirked at him, a string of giggles escaping my lips. The thought of Felix in some big ridiculous fancy hat is almost unimaginable. He's such a big guy, he'd look goofy with a crown.

He grinned, fighting back a laugh of his own. "No," he answered. "I'll gladly have you sit on my face. Make me your throne and you'll be my crown," he smirked.

Happy Halloween! This is a celebratory update because this book reached one million reads a few days ago *cries* I have the best readers & am so grateful for every one of you who votes & comments.