Deva turned the page of her new found romance book. She was seriously thinking about tossing it against the wall to watch it break into million pieces of paper. The plot of the story was completely untrue and unrealistic it made her sick. Love stories were never as easy as they played them out to be. Still contemplating the idea of throwing it, Deva then heard the door of the study library open.

“What are you doing in here princess?”

Deva was getting used to Adamarius’ new nickname for her but something about it annoyed her. She didn’t think she would ever get used to being called princess let alone becoming queen one day.

“Nothing much, just filling my head with silly retarded unrealistic stories.”

Adamarius laughed and threw himself next to her on the couch. “Love stories?”

She nodded.

“You aren’t a big fan of romance?” He questioned.

“Not anymore.” She tried to whisper but he understood her meaning.

He wanted her to forget about everything especially Darius. He took her hand and pulled her up to stand. She resisted like he expected but dragged her along anyway.

“What are you doing?”

“Distracting you, like I promised.”

She could never distinguish what was going on in his head or what he had in store for her. She admired his determination to always make her feel better.

This was what she needed. Deva needed someone to look after her and take care of her even if she didn’t think she needed it.

She submitted and followed willfully as they discretely exited the castle unseen. Outside he led her down the stone path, through the maze and into the woods.

 “Marius…”

“I’m taking you to feed. No one has showed you how.”

They stopped in front of two conspicuous black trees. The trees were perfectly replicated and almost looked fake. Even the leaves were unnaturally black.

“Why are these trees so different from the rest?”

“Because they are linked to the portal that transports to the human world.”

Deva was awestruck. The whole time she wanted to go home in the beginning, it was like torture. She remembered her pleading to be taken home and now that she was looking at the portal she couldn’t believe how close home was.

“How did you know where to look?”

“It’s a royal thing. Our blood is linked to it because only a royal can use it. If you concentrate hard enough you can sense it.”

Deva only nodded while Adamarius tightened his grip. “Are you ready to walk through?”

“Where are we going?”

He forced her to move a step forward. “You’ll see.”

They entered into the portal and a huge gush of wind flow around them. Their surroundings were dark but Deva knew immediately when they reached their destination because the sound of cars and alley commotion filled her ears. 

The narrow brick alley ways were damp and crowded with random scattered trash. Adamarius led her towards the entrance of what looked like a bar. Deva dropped her jaw when she noticed the sign above the bar was written in Romanian.

“We’re in Romania.”

He smiled at her reaction. “Yes but this is more of an American styled part of town.”

The bar was filled with grungy European bearded men and a few slutty girls trying to get some attention. The room was modern with fashion but still had a pool table that looked out of place in the back.

As soon as they reached the middle of the room most of the people turned to stare. Deva at this point was used to wondering eyes watching her every move.

They made their way to the pool table and instantly a girl in a short black shirt and apron showed up looking extra closely at Adamarius. Deva raised her brow at the random waitress who was checking out Adamarius with no shame when it was obvious that he was taken.

“Can I get you a drink?” She asked directly towards Adamarius in a very thick accent.

Deva didn’t blame the girl at all because she knew that Adamarius and his brothers were undeniably attractive and incredibly sexy. And she wasn’t jealous in the slighted because Adamarius hardly acknowledged the girl as he answered ‘no’.

The waitress reluctantly walked away when her boss waved his hand for her to get back to work.

“Now,” Adamarius whispered into her ear. “Which one would you like to have a nibble out of?”

Deva scanned the room to find the perfect victim. There were many people she could choose from but when she spotted a very attractive man standing towards the back drowning down a bottle of rum she knew he was the one she wanted.

Her eyes shot up to Adamarius who was studying her face with curiosity. “I want him,” she turned her head back towards the man she was admiring. “The guy in the leather jacket.”

“You’re kidding right?”

She narrowed her eyes at him and emphasized the word ‘no’.

He shook his head with disappointment. “Of course you pick the guy that’s five times your size.”

“He is not,” she pouted.

“Deva he’s my size.”

Her eyes instinctively ranked down his glorious body before swallowing her pride. “So, what are you trying to say?”

He huffed. “Nothing, I was just hoping you would pick a girl to be your first.”

“You would like that wouldn’t you?”

He smirked. “Yes I would.”

He didn’t say anything else so she wasn’t sure if he approved. Deva tried a different approach to win his vote. She began to run her hands down his muscular 8 pack and wrapped them around his torso before pouting her lips again. She felt him slightly shiver at her touch and knew her plan was working to her advantage.

“Please Marius.” He didn’t reply so she stood on her tippy toes and placed several kiss on his collar bone and neck.

Adamarius groaned with pleasure and submission.

“Fine but if he touches you in one wrong move he is getting his hands ripped off.”

She pecked his lips and turned to the direction of her victim. The man was nodding his head to the music and sipping his drink when he spotted Deva’s figure approaching him. She used her eyes to silently communicate with him then turned the other way towards the exit sign. Adamarius noticed the man’s besotted and lustful stare as his eyes followed Deva’s fading figure.

The man didn’t wait long before setting his drink down and following her. The cold air greeted his face as he stepped out into the dimly lit alley way.

He stopped Deva and asked, “Leaving so soon?”

Deva instantly smiled, this was easier than she thought. “Perhaps.”

“Where are you going?” His thick accent reminded her of home.

She turned to stare at the beautiful blond haired, blue eyed man. “Why do you want to know? Will you follow me?”

“Yes,” he declared.

Deva moved closer to his towering figure. Even with heels on the man was still a good five inches taller than her.

“What is your name?” She asked in Romanian.

The man looked shock to find out she spoke his language. “Silviu.”

“Silviu,” it rolled off her tongue like silk. “Have you ever wanted something so bad, needed something so much that you would do anything to have it?”

She whispered as her hand found the back of his neck and lips barely touched the base of his throat. She could smell and almost feel the sweet intoxication of his blood.

“Yes,” he nodded and she noticed the shaky and huskiness of his voice.

“So have I and I’m afraid I can’t resist it any longer.”  With that Deva sunk her newly sharp teeth into his neck penetrating his skin so deep that the blood came gushing into her mouth. The sweet taste of the thick liquid wasn’t anything like she ever imaged it would be.

Silviu tried to jerk back but Deva’s hold was much too firm and strong. Soon his body did not resist her but pulled her close as if enjoying the sensation she was giving him. All she could think about was the amazing liquid running down her throat and filling her stomach.

Deva sensed Adamarius’ dark figure leaning against the brick wall with his arms crossed observing her with admiration and intrigue. After a few more moments Adamarius made his way next to her.

“You know darling I’m not opposed to killing a human but I’m not sure you feel the same way.” He leaned in and made sure he had her full attention while her teeth were still latched onto her victim. “If you don’t stop soon that is exactly what you will be doing.”

She forced her mind to concentrate on his words and not the wonderful sensation she was receiving from the blood in her mouth. She didn’t want to kill anyone and with that realization Deva found the will power to pull away from Silviu and lick his wound.

Her bite mark instantly disappeared from his neck before his limp body fell to the floor. For a second she thought she did kill him but his shallow breathing told her otherwise.

“That was very good pet. You even had the will power to stop despite what your instincts were telling you, you wanted.”

His comment really did make her feel better about herself. Maybe this life wasn’t going to be that bad or hard as she thought.

Adamarius took her hand and led her out into the street. She didn’t protest or ask him questions. 

The main street had plenty of cars waiting for the light to turn green. Adamarius went up to a blue Mercedes and opened the passenger’s side door. He ushered Deva into the seat before walking around to the driver’s side. The man who was already in the car got out without hesitation or asking questions. Deva wasn’t sure how Adamarius did it but asked him as soon as he pressed the gas pedal.

“How did you do that? How did you get him to get out without him protesting?”

“I have mad skills,” he replied without taking his eyes off the road.

“No seriously.”

He let out a breath. “Every royal has ability, you know that. Well mine happens to be persuasion, a very intense unbreakable persuasion.”

“Force? You can force anyone to do what you want?” She asked in wonder.

“Yes. I can just think it and most of the time they have to do it. But it’s not that easy. The mind is very complicated and complex.”

She began staring out of the window, distracting herself with the blur of the city lights. There were so many questions she wanted to ask.

“Did you ever use your ability on me?”

“No,” he quickly responded making Deva turn back to him. “Deva I never used it on you. Use your ability on me if you don’t believe me. I know you can see the truth and get people to spit it out.”

She didn’t have to because all the evidence was in his eyes. “Why is that? How do I have an ability when I’m not even a royal yet?”

“You still had Darius’ blood in your system when I turned you. The vampire blood transfused with lycan cells in your body and manifested. They combined and forced your body to take in both species. You have royal blood in you Deva.”

She never really thought about it but it all made sense now. Darius’ blood was royal and now she had it in her.

They drove half the night till the car stopped in front of a very old and abandoned cathedral. It had ancient looking statues of wolves in every angle and direction. There was an allure to their unique dark beauty that enchanted her more than any other creature.

 “These are what lycans looked like before they evolved.” Adamarius ran his hand down the stone architecture. “They were just simple wolves basically shape shifters.”

When Deva first saw Adamarius in his cell he reminded her of the beast from “Beauty and the Beast”. He was hairy all over with sharp teeth and a long snot but he was standing like a human.

“How did I not know about my ancient blood line? How did you know?”

“My father would speak wonderful things about the first lycans. He made sure I knew what they were and who they are. I suppose your family branched off and eventually the lycan gene wasn’t as potent. ”

Deva sat on the stone hedge and watched as Adamarius’ eyes glowed with hidden admiration and history.

“So it was always with me. I was born with lycan blood.”

He nodded, pleased with her sudden interest about her roots.

“Can I ask you something?”

He waited but she hesitated to ask. “What is it Deva?”

“Why is it that you and your brothers like me so much, like you can’t resist me?”

She had to admit she sounded really conceited but she really wanted to know and hoped he had the answer.

“There are stories that explain how some people are destined to be together. You were meant for us, like you were made specifically for us. It’s a genetic thing with your blood Deva. We can’t resist you because of our infatuation with what you are.”

Deva felt bothered by this new fact. The brothers couldn’t resist her blood because it was like she was made for them. Was that all they wanted?

“So it was just my blood that drew you to me?”

He used his inhuman speed to get in front of her where he cupped her face. “I promise you it wasn’t just that. Deva you are kind, beautiful, surprising, and the most intelligently witty woman I know. And I speak for myself and my brothers when I say no man can resist a woman such as you.”

He leaned in to brush his lips against hers. “I promise even if you didn’t have the blood inside of you I would definitely still be standing here before you craving every part of you.”

She smiled. “You have such a way with words, you know that?”

He smirked. “I try.”

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