Chapter 45

Fiona


Today was the last day of the blood moon, or I could say the last chance to make the Vampire kings mine.

I could not miss it at any cost. Missing it would mean missing everything I has ever wanted— They were powerful and they probably were the first vampires to ever own such wealth, walking jackpots if I defined them. And there was no bloody way I was going to let that pathetic girl snatch all of it from me.

How could I even let her snatch such a great opportunity from me? There's no way I was going to let her be their mate.

She won't even stand a chance in front of me.

The vampires can't mark her since she was a human. Even though that day in the library it did not feel like she was a human at all, her strength seemed to surpass the periphery of how much power a human has yet it was good for me because they won't mark since they wouldn't choose to risk her life since they loved her.

I did not give a fuck if they loved her or not, all I cared about was that I needed to be the one to sit on that throne. That was going to give me the supreme power and respect I had ever dreamed of.

It had taken me so long to build the image of a perfect mate for his sons in King Elijah's eyes, and only I knew how hard it was. But because of this Jasmine, even King Elijah was not able to convince his sons, this fucking bitch was ruining everything.

And waiting for the day King Elijah would finally be able to fulfill his promise and make his sons agree to mark me was not going to work for me anymore, I needed to strike my ultimate plan and this blood moon was going to be the weapon for me.

All I needed was until the night finally comes.

A sudden knock on the door broke my chain of thoughts and diverted my attention.

Thinking of it as some maid I had called to do my nails, I did not bother to stand up.

"Get in," I yelled from the couch, shifting my gaze once again on the glass of wine I was savoring.

Heavy footsteps entered the room, and my vampiric senses recognized a familiar scent.

It was not a maid.

Hurriedly standing up, I turned around.

It was king Elijah.

"Your Majesty, I am so sorry I did not know it was you," I put on my regular act and bowed down even though I had no mood to show any sort of respect to this old vampire who was coming in no work for me.

"It's okay, Fiona," He flashed me a small smile, "I showed up unannounced, it wasn't your fault."

"Still, I apologize for my lack of consideration." I added to keep the humble image of mine that took damn long to build, "Please take a seat."

He nodded and walked over to the seat on the chair set opposite the window.

"Why don't you take a seat?" He motioned to the chair beside him and I walked over and sat there.

I wasn't unaware of the fact that there had to be a reason why he had come here, of course, had not shown up here for no reason.

But what could actually be the cause that brought him here today?

As I began wondering in the meantime, King Elijah decided to speak by himself.

"So Fiona. There's something I have to tell you," He began, he did look hesitant at first but that was gone in a flash of a second.

"Yes, your majesty."

"Actually I don't know how to break it to you but as you know, I had brought you here because I wanted you to be the mate for my sons..." He paused for a second.

Wanted?

What in the damn hell was going on?!

"But, It took me quite a while to finally understand that this bond will bring no good for anyone. My sons love Jasmine and she is the reason for their happiness and I as a father can't knowingly snatch their happiness just because their mate is a human."

My eyes went wide, my brows rose upwards.

I could not get myself to believe what I was hearing.

"What?" It automatically left my mouth, the shock, and bewilderment covering my expression in a haze.

"Yes, Fiona. I think Jasmine is perfect for them and nothing matters to me more than my sons' happiness. There's no fault in you, but you are not meant for them and they are not meant for you. It was illogical of me to try to force a bond between you four that is not destined by the creator."

The rage traveled every cell of my body, and at that moment if it was possible for me I would have killed this vampire for uttering those words in front of me.

But it was a misfortune that I couldn't.

He was greater than me in every aspect and an attempt to kill him would be me ending up in the dungeons or being directly slaughtered in his hands.

Mistaking my silence for sadness, he put his hand over my head in a fatherly manner in order to comfort me.

Comfort was the last thing I wanted from him right now.

"You'll find someone better, Fiona. Besides, you are destined to find your mate anyways." He smiled at me, "And I'll always be there if you ever need any help."

Smiling back at him was probably the hardest thing I ever had to do in my life; With my blood boiling like lava in the uncontrollable rage, my control breaking down into pieces, and my eyes seeing all red but at that very moment, I did it.

I smiled back, adding a slight nod to make it look sincere.

You can't lose your calm, Fiona. A little more patience and it's going to build your path straight to the throne of the Black Vale Dynasty.

"I understand, your majesty," I said, "If their happiness lies within their mate so it's best for them and me as well that they should stay with her. Nothing done with force brings well-being for anyone."

He seemed very pleased with my answer and his smile widened although there was mere surprise flickering in his orbs that told me that he had not expected me to react this but.

He must have had thought what a kind woman I was! But...little did he know, my real motive was something else?

"You are going to be a great queen one day, I wish you the best for your future," He stood up, the appreciation was evident in his eyes.

Yes, and I'm going to build that on my own, on the fortune of your sons.

"Thank you, your majesty," I stood up too.

"If you wish to go back to Arendelle, I can arrange that for you right now but if you want to stay a few more days and have a look around the Hillwood, we'll be delighted."

I flashed a smile, "Sure, I'd love that."

"Okay then, I'll see you later," With that, he walked out of the room.

As he went out of my sight and far enough, I released a sigh of relief and finally let my anger surface.

I threw the glass against the wall, followed by a vase.

It shattered into pieces just the way I wanted to break Jasmine and every one of those who were making it difficult for me to reach my goal.

I clenched my fist, the nails of my own causing a wound to carve on my skin but that did not bother me the slightest bit nor did the smell of my own blood hit my nose.

I looked outside the window, only in the hope of the moon, and if anything that worked to calm my anger the nearest amount were the sight of the blood that had started to get through the thick mass of the dark clouds.

Yes...blood moon was edge away.

I could see the red fully shallowing the moon's white shade and giving its own blood-red color that was the sign for me to initiate my plan and set everything in motion.

It was time to do it, and for that first, I needed any of Jasmine's belongings....