The sharp burning in my body woke me up, and as soon as I did, I realised I was breathing hard with perspiration coating my unusually cold skin. My soul was screaming, raging at something that I couldn't point out. A stinging pressure burned my eyes and tensed my muscles, and I found it impossible to breathe with my throat closing together tightly. I was shaking unstoppably, my breathing becoming heavier and with every inhale I took, a twist in my chest happened.

"Se-Seb-Seb-Seb—" I gasped and sobbed as tears blurred my eyes and stung my cheeks, trailing down like open taps. I was breathing so hard, my chest rising and falling with speed. I screamed when I saw arms reaching out for me, quickly pulling me into a warm chest with a thudding heartbeat.

"No! No, stop! Let go, stop!" I screamed, but because of the tightness of my throat I couldn't breathe normally. I felt so strangely anxious, frightened and it disgusted me because I wasn't acting like myself at all. This isn't me! Why am I acting like the fool I was 153 years ago?! Why are those memories haunting me all of a sudden?!

'Fight it! This isn't you to be showing such weakness! It's not like you to show those disgusting emotions! Pick yourself up!' my soul whispers wildly, her tone anxious yet raging, just like a conflicted heart.

"Hey, hey, it's me! It's just me!" Sebastian coos, sliding a hand through my hair and pushing my head into his neck to inhale his tempting yet relaxing Honey and Lavender scent.

I breathed his scent in, and I found myself relaxing a little knowing that it was, in fact, Sebastian who was holding me. I held on to him frantically, trying to gulp in as much of his calming scent as I could. With another twist in my chest, my eyes widened and I began sobbing again. I pushed Sebastian away and looked down at my stomach, clutching it desperately.

"The child— I— my child! Jo—Jona— my child—"

Sebastian forced me back into his chest, holding me so tight that I couldn't pull away. I was crying, helplessly holding my stomach and sobbing like I was dying.

"Calm down! It's all going to be fine, just relax and breathe." Sebastian rocks us back and forth like a mother tending to her child, whilst he whispers words of comfort directly in my left ear. His hold on me was tight, as though he was afraid I'd snap and turn to air, slipping right through his fingertips.

"No! No! My child! My chi—"

"I want you to calm down and look at me."

Every cell, every nerve in my body responded to his calm command immediately, not giving me time to at least understand my hysterical state. I looked him straight in the eyes, aware of my silently-falling tears. When his eyes focused on my own, I noticed his pupils contract.

He was using his Pureblood compulsion on me.

When his pupils contracted, my eyes could not leave him at all. I did not have control over myself. I was simply waiting for whatever he wanted me to do. Now that he is using his Pureblood compulsion and linking bond on me, there'd be absolutely no way to reject his demand.

"I want you to close your eyes, and fall asleep. I want you to relax, and think of nothing but whatever puts you at ease. Do you understand?" he whispers, never breaking eye contact or blinking, so he wouldn't break the compulsion.

"Yes." I answer.

He smiles and as I feel myself calm down, my eyes becoming heavy with sleep, he leans me down gently on the bed and kisses my forehead tenderly, his lips lingering and heating my cold skin.

A sign of trust and loyalty.

"I'll be back soon."

His leaving form was the last thing I saw before darkness welcomed me, opening its loving arms and calling out to me.

"What are you doing?" I heard Sebastian's voice from behind as I inspected my dress more. I breathed in deeply and looked at the wall.

'Get out of here!' my soul began whispering loudly, like a loud thought in my head. I turned around and glared at Sebastian with such hatred and anger that would make anyone cower back, even Jay since I noticed him do so.

"What? Are you my mother? No, I don't think so. I am in need of a hunt right now. I haven't went hunting for like, a day?" I whispered the last part with the same amount of hate in my voice. Sebastian was listening patiently without reacting and that infuriated me. I sighed and massaged my forehead gently, trying to get rid of the slight headache I was having. It's not caused because of his power, it's because of him.

"I cannot survive a day without hunting, okay? Unless you and your friend there want a repeat of last night, then I suggest you let me out!" I finished and breathed in deeply. I was feeling extremely angry and out of control. I needed a hunt and I needed it now.

Sebastian cocked his head to the side and raised a perfectly shaped eyebrow. "What do you mean by 'hunt'? What do you do?" he questioned.

I sighed again and slapped a hand over my face. Devil, have mercy. I cannot believe the situation I am in. Never in a million years would I have thought I would be captured and by a Pureblood as well! I should explain to him. Maybe he will understand and let me out.

I sighed for the hundredth time before I opened my mouth.

"I hunt Vampires, okay?" I began, my eyes locked on him and my voice calm and steady. "I seduce them, have fun with them, drink their blood and strip them off of whatever they have be it money, clothes, cars or anything. I leave them in an uncomfortable situation and walk out just like that right after I count their number. It became a daily basis. It became my air, my water and my food. If I do not hunt at least one Vampire in a day, then there would be no meaning for me to live. Hunting Vampires is the sole reason why I am still alive."

The look in his eyes had me on edge. His facial expression was dark and his eyes were narrowed with a dangerous glint. He walked to me and being me, I was not going to back down or step back. He was now standing toe to toe with me, our chests nearly brushing. I never left his eyes, always wanting to know what he was going to do. A Pureblood is dangerous.

"Jay, leave us alone, please." Sebastian spoke. Behind Sebastian, I could see Jay nodding and walking out of the room, making sure to close the door behind him. My eyes snapped back to Sebastian, wondering what he was up to.

The emotions and feelings in his eyes were overwhelming. I bet my eyes were plain and emotionless.

"What makes you think I will let you continue your hunting?" he breathed harshly, his eyes narrowing. "You belong to me now. You are mine. Mine. You want to seduce someone, you seduce me. You want to have fun with someone, you have fun with me. Whatever you desire, whatever you need, I will make sure you have. I will give you whatever you want but one thing is clear, I will not have you far from my reach. You will always be near me, by my side. If I ever see you keeping your distance from me, you will get it."

... Sebastian? Was he what put me at ease? Why?

"Make me your prey."

The way he answered it seemed as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Slade, di—"

As soon as I tried to explain, he cut me off again by pushing me on my back and covering my small frame with his large one.

"You don't need to drink my blood or take anything from me. Whatever you want, I'll make sure you have." one of his hands moved to caress my cheek affectionately as he spoke. I didn't like the look he was giving me. He was looking at me as if I was the most precious thing on this Earth.

I grasped his hand on my cheek and held it tightly as I looked deep into his night black eyes. "Slade." I said, my voice void of any feelings. Sebastian's eyes roamed my face, as if searching for something which he couldn't find. He stopped and looked at me, his eyebrow raised perfectly. He did that whenever he wondered about something or if he was daring me to defy him.

"What do you feel towards me?" I asked. He looked surprised at first, but then his expression softened and there it was, that funny look he was giving me.

"Affection."

... Why is it Sebastian? How can it be Sebastian? How can Sebastian be the thing— the one— to put me at ease?

"You're drunk, we're going home." he spoke. I purred, snuggling into his embrace more.

"You have a very alluring voice, too. Tell me, tell me! What's your name?" I pulled back, looking into his night black eyes with curiosity.

His facial expression was soft and his eyes held amusement, so did that tempting smirk on his kissable lips. "Sebastian." his alluring voice said, "Can I hear you say my name?"

I giggled, nodding my head eagerly. "Sebastian... I like it." I grinned. His smirk turned into a caring smile whilst his arms tightened around me.

I then felt a pain in my chest, so I moved a hand to place on the area and hissed quietly.

"Come with me." he said, pulling my hand softly and walking me to where the bathroom hall was. There was an abandoned wooden table near the restrooms, so Sebastian lifted me up like I weighed nothing and sat me on top cautiously.

He parted my legs slightly and stepped in between them. He placed his left hand on my right cheek, looking at me softly before his eyes dropped down to my chest. His right hand lowered the top of my dress, exposing more of my cleavage. I grasped his hand, frowning as I looked at him.

His eyes snapped up to my own. "You can't do that." I looked to my side. "What if someone sees? And I don't know you much."

Then I giggled softly.

His eyes softened yet again, his hand on my cheek stroking the skin slowly. "No one will dare look and you know me very well. I know there's a pain there, so let me heal it." he cooed as if he was talking to a child, moving to kiss my forehead sweetly.

... How can it be Sebastian? Why is it Sebastian?

"You're throwing yourself at me, you know that?" he moved to my neck again, this time leaving small kisses, and then he upgraded his game. He let his warm hands inside my singlet, caressing my hips and going up to my chest. I arched towards him, keeping my eyes closed.

He was so warm, and his heartbeat was so nice.

"I bet countless women have thrown themselves at you. You're used to it." I couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed at that fact. He must have slept with so many women before. Who wouldn't throw herself at him? If not his looks, then definitely his gentle attitude— even though it irritated me.

"Yes, countless women have thrown themselves at me, and countless women have gone to bed with me." he pulled back again, this time his serious eyes staring into my eyes. "But I only want you. I like it when you throw yourself at me. I like it when you go to bed with me. I like it when you touch me."

He was looking at me gently— lovingly. Why does he insist on doing that?

"I only pay attention to you. I only have eyes for you." he narrowed his eyes at me, his features darkening a little. "The fact that you overlook all of this and continue having other men in your head boils my blood— it doesn't settle well with me. I know I'm selfish, but I want you all to myself. I don't want anyone else to have you, because you're the only one my lonely heart desires."

I stared at him quietly, my eyes focused on him. He's lived for a long time— he's a Slade, he's been around since the beginning of time— and to have him say that I'm the only one his heart desires is a big deal. He must have been with so many women in his lifetime, yet he only wants me.

"I know you don't want me to feel anything for you and I know you don't feel anything towards me, but..." his eyes moved away, breaking the contact we had and with a very small voice, he uttered, "I can't ignore my feelings, Jewel. I'm a Pureblood. I just can't change my feelings."

... Does this mean my feelings for Sebastian are... stronger than my feelings for Jonathan?

"You've been misbehaving, Jewel." he said with a slight smile on his face.

I raised a brow, tipping my head to the side and crossing my arms together. "You've been keeping secrets, Your Highness." I couldn't help but hiss his status.

Sebastian stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows knitting close and his head angled to the side. "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, cut the crap, Slade." I snapped, feeling anger all around my mind. "You couldn't have told me before that you're a bloody royalty? Not only are you a Slade, but an original royalty on top of that?!"

Less than a blink of an eye, he was in front of me. He had my body pressed against his and the wall. His forearm rested on the wall beside my head and his other arm was resting beside my hip. I felt my soul's yearning whispers increase. My breathing deepened, but I wasn't sure if it was because I was raging or because Sebastian's body was close against me.

"So what if I am?" he asked lowly, gazing into my eyes deeply. "That doesn't change things between us."

My eye twitched. "Things? There's nothing between us, Slade."

"Really?" his lips curved up into a teasing smile. I could see the dangerous spark in his eyes. "So if I kissed you and drank a little of your blood, you wouldn't moan my name like I was the only one you want?"

I didn't say anything. In fact, I looked away from his eyes. They were so damn beautiful.

Sebastian dipped his head low, and for a second I thought he was going for my neck. He wasn't. His breath was hitting gently against my left ear, making me feel a little fidgety. "Are you telling me that any man here can satisfy you with just a kiss?" his voice was low, but it was still affecting me because he was whispering directly into my ear. "Are you telling me that any man here can arouse you just by being in front of you?"

He was torturing me. Those lips of his were teasing me. He knew the answers to all his questions, yet he was rubbing them in my face— the bastard was making fun of me. "You wouldn't do anything." I challenged, trying to push him away.

He snickered lowly, the sound vibrating against the shell of my ear and in turn, vibrating throughout my body. "I would do all kinds of things." he kissed the side of my head, the place he touched instantly warming. "Don't tempt me, because you know I would."

... How can it be Sebastian? I can't find an answer but I need to find an answer. How can it be Sebastian?

"I feel hurt that you think I'd ever abandon you." she muttered, slightly bitter. "Didn't I tell you before? You'll always be by my side, within an arm's reach. I'll never let you leave my sight, I'll never let you you wander far from my eyes." she gathered me in her arms tighter, forcing me to be able to hear her humming heart. I could hear the sincerity in her gentle voice, which made me hold on to that belief that she was being truthful— honest.

But seriously. She had a very deep voice for a girl. I hope she gets that checked.

"This right here," I felt her warm lips on my head as she said, "I'll never let go of."

... I can't get attached to him. What if he leaves me, too?

"What if," I snap my head to look at him. He was watching me seriously, with a blank expression on his face, yet his eyes were raging with so many emotions. "What if you end up leaving me like Jonathan? That wouldn't be fair, that would shatter me again and it would take me years to glue myself back together! What if you leave me?" my voice was lowering to a whisper, and my face was softening to a very fragile emotion.

"Why would I do that?" Sebastian asks in a curious tone.

"Why wouldn't you do that?" I reply back, my voice just as curious as his.

"Because I love you."