《Captured By The King》Thirteen • Bitten
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I paced back and forth around my chambers. I know that we had a deal and it's just right for me to drink her blood after telling her part of the truth. Yes, it's not the whole story but she doesn't need to find out anytime soon.
Three hours. That's how long since I've left her with Mary. The guards around the castle have reported that they've been touring the castle and doing nothing but talking.
Felicity's blood, that's what I need. I've been drinking large amounts of blood from blood bags and even from the willing servants yet nothing has been satisfying my hunger.
Before this gets any worse, I slowly opened my door and walked towards the garden, where Felicity is. You see, even when a mate bond is lost, the desire for your other half's blood will always be strong. That's how a vampire lives, even with a pool of blood, only a drop of your mate's can ease that craving.
Since Felicity was a child, the Lowells and I had an agreement. I wouldn't get on their way of stepping on my people as long as they would give me a share of Felicity's blood. Doesn't she wonder why she had to donate blood every year? Maybe not.
As I took faster and longer strides, Katherine stopped me. "Brother, that hunger will kill her," she said with a voice with worry. I didn't listen to her and walked past her but she got in my way again.
"I know how to control myself, Katherine," I told her but she was right. The beast inside me might take over once my fangs pierce her delicate skin.
"You know what? Even though Felicity and I aren't on such good terms, let's not forget that I was also one of the people who held her in my arms when she was a little child. I still care for her and right now, I'm telling you to back off before you do something that will cause you a lifetime of regret."
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That's when I stepped backward. Never have I heard Katherine speaking like that. What has gotten in her? Where's the sister who didn't give a damn in this world?
"Why are you so concerned?" I confronted her and her tensed shoulders began to soften. Even when she was held captive, Katherine was always negligent on the people around her, why care now?
"Because when the demon brother of Felicity beat me to the brink of death, she was there to help me, Felicity willingly gave me her blood to strengthen me and let my wounds heal. She stood up against her family to defend us, she wasn't a perfect queen for them, Dimitrius. She is the perfect queen for us and I won't let that be destroyed just because you drained her of blood."
Her eyes looked straight at mine. Just when I thought that she turned into a Lowell, just like her family, I was wrong. Instead of going to Felicity, I stormed off to the room where all the vampires that were once held were.
"Is it true?" I growled, making all of their attention turn to mine. How could they not tell me the truth? I trusted them when they told me how Felicity herself mistreated them. I didn't believe them until the day that Felicity punished me in front of her family but even that situation, she did it with regret.
No one dared to talk until one of them stood up and spoke. "Yes, King," he said with a stern voice. I punched the table in front of me, making it shatter to pieces. As a ruler, I tolerate no deceptions.
But I still heard them out. "How could you lie to me about the future queen?" I said and silence fell among all of us.
"Because we thought that by telling you how adverse she became, you would give up on her and save us!" Multiple grumbles erupted in the whole room until Katherine said,
"Dimitrius may not have saved us but Felicity did. She saved us at the most she can and we repaid her by capturing her."
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Before I could answer her words, a wave of nausea hit me and I stepped backward until my back hit the wall. "King Dimitrius!" I heard from several vampires but it all felt like whispers.
"He needs her blood," one of the guards said. Right now, I look vulnerable and weak, just because of bloodlust.
"Bring Felicity to me, don't you dare hurt a strand of her hair," I ordered the guards but they didn't move.
"No need for that, I'm here. Like I said, you only have to ask, Dimitrius," she said with an emotionless voice. Had she been upset, sad, or crying?
The vampires in the room left except for Katherine. She wanted to be there in case I lose control. Then, I said, "May I have some of your blood?"
Felicity didn't say a word, instead, she held her wrist out and parted her hair on one side of her neck, exposing the other. She probably didn't know where I wanted to take, now, she's giving me the choice.
Slowly, I stood up, letting her know that I would be drinking from her neck. She didn't move when I circled her and went at her back, placing my hands on her shoulders.
I know that no one has drunk from her neck yet and I wouldn't allow anyone to do it but me. When I let my fangs elongate, I leaned in close to her neck and let it brush against her skin.
After several seconds, I slowly bit on her neck which made her hiss in pain but not scream. Felicity stood steady and then, I tasted it.
Her blood from a blood bag was nothing compared to when it's straight from her veins. Sweet, luscious, yet it's also a mix of her bittersweet emotions.
I slowly gulped small amounts of her blood until I pulled out. When she thought I was done, she stepped back but my hands held her in place.
Then, I licked the two wounds and watched it heal fastly. I must admit, this will always be my favorite drink, my mate's blood.
"Thank you," I told her as I felt myself regaining composure. Her fingers touched her neck and found no marks of my bite which gave her relief.
"I've always thought that the blood I donated wasn't for charity. My thoughts were confirmed on the day I saw my mother giving you a blood bag with the initials of my name."
After she had said that, I nodded in agreement. I didn't just thank her for the blood she gave. I thanked her by saying, "Thank you for not turning your back against us even after the years you grew with them. We owe you a life outside these castle walls."
I thought she would demand her freedom but the words that came out of her mouth were music to my ears.
"There's nothing for me out there anymore and I would like to stay here and get to know my mate," she said with a soft melodic tone.
Mate. She just referred to me as her mate and don't worry Queen Felicity, I would make sure that you get to know me well. I will make up for all the years we were separated.
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Three thousand reads, thank you, everyone! Please continue to share, vote, and comment on my story. Your support will always be my inspiration, no matter what.
Anyways, here's another Dimitrius' point of view chapter. I hope you enjoyed it! Don't worry, there's a lot more to come especially for those who love Dimitrius and Felicity. Remember to vote, and comment after reading this chapter, thank you!
1.) Did you enjoy this chapter?
2.) What do you think of Katherine and Dimitrius' conversation?
3.) Were you expecting for them to be siblings?
4.) How did you feel when Dimitrius finally bit into Felicity's neck?
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