A handful of days passed and I was still getting pushed around by Jane. And I knew Marcus deliberately avoided the east wing because if he did, he would have knocked Jane out for causing so much physical damage on me. Everyday, I would limp and crawl back to my room with bruises and some blisters. I could hear in Marcus' thoughts that he wanted nothing more than to just stop all this and tuck me away in some kind of hidden location. He hated the idea that I had to learn self defense. He wanted me to live a happy cheerful life where there was no violence and threat to my life. And every day, I assure to Marcus that I was okay.
On the sixth day, I begun my usual practice with Jane. The positive side of all this was that i knew how to use some of the weapons now. Right now, I held this light double edged daggers. It was very short but it was very easy to use. I held it with my palms along with my wrist so it moved with me easily.
"Again!" Jane shouted as she charged at me. At some point, I was able to read her moves before she acted out, but all I was able to do was slice through the air. She was too quick even with me reading her mind. I know I was getting good at this stuff but she was like an air. The next thing I knew, she hit me on the back and I went flying on to my stomach. Thankfully, Jane taught me how to fall without hurting myself with the weapons.
I didn't bother to get up again because this would be the fortieth time that I was knocked down on the floor. I tried to catch my breath as I rolled over to my back. Jane stood a few feet away without a single sweat rolling down on her face. I, on the other hand, was covered in sweat. I slowly sat up and looked up at her.
"I think she had it enough for the day." Marcus came into the so called gym. It was his first time checking up on me. He looked irritated to see me on the floor panting to death.
Jane looked at Marcus and folded her arms front of her.
"She needs more practice, Marcus." She said icily.
Marcus shot a glare at her, "She's been training for 4 hours now."
I slowly stood up. Marcus saw how exhausted I was and he became furious.
"Come." He held out his hand for me.
Jane hissed at Marcus. And at that instant, I read what she was going to do. She was going to attack him for interrupting the train. Her aim was to slash out his stomach.
Even before she moved, I was on my feet, running toward Marcus. I don't know what came over me, but I managed to grab Jane by the arm and I did a total body slam on her, knocking her on the floor before her claws reached Marcus. I was blinded by some kind of rage that i never felt before. This new feeling scared the shit out of me. But my anger was stronger than my fear.
How dare she! How dare she even give a thought about attacking my mate? I would tear her into pieces before I let that happen... But that crazy rage quickly disappeared and now I sat on top of Jane's stomach with my dagger pointing at her heart. Our eyes met and her eyes were full of surprise. A surprise that i have never seen it in her until now. I had actually taken her by surprise. I stared at the dagger in my right hand and quickly threw it on the floor as if it was an insect. What just came over me?
"I. . . I . . . " I slowly searched for words. I slide off of Jane and sat on the floor watching her sit up.
"I'm sorry." I whispered.
Jane stared at me and a smile spread across her face.
"You did it! You took me by surprise!" She said excitingly.
"Hugh?" I looked at her. I was an inch from stabbing her heart, and she was beaming with happiness.
"You finally read my movement and reacted fast enough to counter me. I am impressed." Jane smiled.
I frowned, "But I was so close to stabbing you."
She shrugged, "It wouldn't kill me."
A strong hands lifted me up on my feet and I looked at Marcus next to me.
"Good job." he said.
"I guess." I whispered.
Jane stood up too and began to analyze.
"So what made you to move so fast? I don't think I've seen you move that fast before."
I sighed, "I read your mind that you were about to attack Marcus and everything was an instant reaction, i guess." Jane was one of the few who knew about my mind reading.
Marcus lifted his brow, "You were trying to protect me?" He thought it was the oddest thing to think that way.
"Yeah. Is that so wrong?"
Jane teased, "So you didn't mind getting pushed around by me, but when you realized that I was going to attack Marcus, you turned on the full battle mode. Interesting. Maybe we should start using Marcus as test subject."
My jaw dropped, "Don't you dare!"
Jane smiled and I could hear the silent laughter in Marcus.
"At least we had a break through." Jane sighed. "We are done for the day, my lady. I will see you tomorrow."
I climbed the stairs to my room with Marcus next to me. It was late at night and I wanted to jump into shower and just go to bed. When i came out from the shower, Marcus was waiting for me at the bed. He had no shirt on as usual and I slipped into the bed with my blow dried hair. He offered me his shoulder and I gladly rested my head on him.
He told me I did a good job today. Then I saw flashes of me attacking Jane from Marcus' point of view. He saw my eyes turn silver as I swung Jane's body to the floor and point the dagger toward her in such a speed. My expression was so cold and filled with rage.
"My eyes were silver?" I lifted my body up with my elbow. He nodded.
"I've seen you like that before and that was when you were going through the transformation."
I frowned, "How come you never told me this?"
He shrugged, "I never thought it would happen again and it wasn't something that i wanted to remember. You were in so much pain."
I sighed, "It's freaky."
He smiled and caressed my cheeks, "It's part of you. I do not think it's freaky."
He showed me through his thoughts how it looked like it had life of its own. It was beautiful swirling silver colors.
His hand gently brought me down and he tilted his head, exposing his neck.
"Drink." he ordered. It was turning into a daily routine now. He made sure I always fed from him after the training so I wouldn't pass out from exhaustion. And surprisingly, it worked. I always felt refreshed afterwards.
I leaned down and licked his neck while I straddled him. I wasn't wearing any underwear underneath my night gown and he felt it and groaned.
I kissed his neck as he fondled my bare bottom, lifting up my gown. I let him undress me as I ran my fangs against his neck where his pulse sang for me. I heard him grunt as I sank my fangs into him and take a few sips. Meanwhile, he got undressed without moving me and soon when I licked his wound, I felt him entering me slowly. I whimpered as I rested my forehead against his.
"I love you." He whispered as he pushed forward. I cried out, but he drank my cries away as he took hold of my mouth, making love to me there too.
He held me still with his arm around my waist and other hand holding firmly on back of my head, locking me in his hold, kissing me and making love to me until I thought I would die. His movements were slow and yet so profound. I felt every inch of him inside me and sliding in and out. Finally I had to tear away from his lips to breath. He grabbed on to my hair as he started to speed up his thrusts. I buried my face in his neck as he thrust into me as hard as he could. I felt my vision turning white and I cried out for release. My body shook violently as I went through my climax. Soon, I felt myself underneath him and he was still thrusting, holding my inner knees, opening me up so he can bury deeper into me. A few minutes later, I felt another one building up. I arched and screamed his name as I went through my second. Soon, I felt Marcus reaching his climax and shout and collapse on top of me. I gladly held him in my arms as he recovered. But he was still semi hard inside of me. He usually stays like that until a few more times of love making.
When he recovered enough to speak, he used his elbow to support his weight. He kissed my face to shower me with his affection.
"Are you okay?" he asked. He thought maybe I wasn't ready enough before he entered me.
I sighed, "Better than okay."
He smiled back. He thought I looked lovely with my lips swollen from his kisses and totally satisfied underneath him.
When I could feel my legs again, I slowly ran them against his waist and thighs. I immediately felt him get harder.
"I know you want me again." I whispered. Once was never enough with him. I know he could go on all night if I could keep up with him, but he usually settles for two or three times.
Marcus closed shut his eyes feeling my silky legs running up and down on his thighs. I could see his neck muscles working as he tried to fight for control. He was feeling pretty energetic tonight and I smiled. I slowly circled my arms around his muscular back and held tight as I looked up at him with a smile.
He looked down at me with love and lust and slowly locked me underneath him so I wouldn't be pushed off the bed.
"I love you." I whispered as our eyes locked to each other. He slowly slipped out from me with my protest but thrust back into me again, leaving me breathless. I arched as he leaned down and rested his cheeks against mine. Then he began his marathon.
I slowly opened my eyes and found myself on my stomach and felt Marcus' body on top of me. He had his powerful leg draped over my legs and his broad upper body against my side back and his arm around my arm. I felt like he was my human blanket. Actually, a sexy vampire blanket. I felt warm all around and felt Marcus' hand holding my hand tightly, realizing that I was awake. I tried to bury myself deeper into the mattress and leaned more into Marcus' hold. He held me firm and kissed my head.
"Good morning." he said. He sounded like he never slept, which was true. He only came to bed because of me. When I'm asleep after making love with him, he would gently clean me up and lay with me, watching me sleep. And when it's needed, he turns into a thermo blanket for me.
I smiled as I turned so I could face him. He smiled back at me as I buried my face on his hard chest. I grumbled and tried to sleep again. I wanted to go back to sleep even though I knew I should be getting up. Last night was one of the record for us. We made love for hours and I lost track of my orgasms. When he finally came, I had became so limp that I fell asleep in his arms, knowing he was finally satisfied, too. I couldn't feel my arms nor legs before I fell asleep in his arms. And if I wasn't healing in fast speed, I would have black bruises around my hips and lips. And I guessed that he knew that too, because he didn't drag me out of the bed when I fell back to sleep for another half an hour.
Today, I sat at Joseph's study room. I was being educated on the underworld. Joseph taught me who the high court royalties were. There were about ten high court royalties and all of them have ranks of where they belong in the underworld kingdom. There was the king and then the first in line of the throne. Then I was the next if they accept me as the rightful heir. Then there were rest of the crew below me. Because my status was inactive, the tenth runner was taking the last place. But once we make the announcement that I was active, then she would be pushed off. Joseph warned me that she, Natalie, would be the most pissed off vampire in that court once the announcement is made.
"Not to worry. She is no threat to us." Joseph assured me.
All I remembered was that the guy before me was named Raul and the woman soon to be the third place was named Mariah. I actually remembered those two when I was little. Mariah with her pale blonde hair and porcelin skin came to the mansion to pay respect to my parents' death. But even then, I knew she had no remorse about my parents dying. She came to scope me out. Marcus had made sure she was no where near me when she was visiting. But I did get a glimpse of her behind Marcus.
As for Raul, he also had visited. I remember him being so indifferent. He openly expressed his careless feelings. He was just there for the show. He was lean and tall with a dark spiky hair. People might assume that he was some kind of rebellious teenager but I heard he was more than fifteen thousand years old. And the king, whom I have never seen, was three thousand years old. I've heard he was the very first vampire in this planet. No one knows for sure though, since no one lived long enough to witness this.
I tried not to doze off while Joseph lectured me on the history of vampires. Apparently, the first vampire of all the vampire shared his blood with couple of people and they turned into the next strongest vampires. They were able to conceive and have offsprings that were born as vampires and so forth. That was the line my dad was from and so was I. But then over the years, the line thinned out and not so direct vampires were created instead of being born. They were the regular citizens of vampires. Marcus was one of them and so were Joseph and rest of the crew. Some are stronger than others and that is highly praised. Marcus was excellent at battle skills, so he was ranked on the very top of the warriors besides the King's bodyguards. And of course, Joseph was a special mind reader that everyone looked up to. No one dare to lie front of him because he can read you like an open book. As for Jane, she was the top female warrior and I have no doubt about that now.
I felt my eyes half closing when Marcus came in. My head snapped back up and pretended to paying an attention on Joseph who was sitting front of me, showing me the huge leather bound book of history.
"Hello, Marcus." Joseph said.
"You wanted to see me?" Marcus asked as he took a seat next to mine.
Joseph nodded and closed the book. I looked at both of them. This was new.
"I know we have decided to wait a bit before announcing Lady Sophia's condition. But some have noticed that she is no longer living in the human world. And they began to snoop around."
"Shit." I whispered.
Joseph sighed, "There were multiple rumors hanging around in the air. Some thought you were dead, some thought you completely turned to normal human and decided to live without any radar. And some thought correct and thinks you are now what everyone was hoping to be, a vampire."
Marcus held my cold hand that was resting on the arm of the chair. He no longer tried to keep his affection discreet in the public. And the staff members and counsels just thought it was about damn time.
Joseph ran his blond hair with his fingers, "I had to take an action, so I sent out the word about your condition. So the high court will be seeing you at the end of the week."
My heart did a double beating at Joseph's news. I wanted to cry because I wasn't ready. I wanted to hide because I was scared shit. I took a deep breath trying to ease my body from shivering. Marcus held my hand tighter to assure me everything is going to be okay.
"Okay. . . so I go see the high court this Friday?" it was already Tuesday.
Joseph nodded. "They are actually throwing a party and inviting all the high ranking underworld creatures."
I snorted, "Just an excuse to expose me to everyone." I saw Joseph nod.
"Yes, everyone will be scoping you out. And the king has decided to come as well."
Oh crap. . . .
"He's coming?" I cried out. Oh man, this was totally serious.
Joseph sighed, "The good side of it is that no one will cause a scene when the king is there."
"And the bad side?" I cringed.
"The king can decide if you belong in our world or not." Marcus gritted his teeth.
I frowned, "What does that mean? I thought I already have the rightful seat at the high court."
Joseph sighed. I looked at Marcus and tried to read him. But Marcus tried very hard to block me. So I backed off.
"What is it? Why are you scaring me like this?"
Joseph explained, "The king can be very unpredictable. There was a time when he attended the party and met one of the royalties and decided he wasn't strong enough. Or rather the king decided not to like him much at all."
"So what happened?" I asked carefully.
Marcus gritted his teeth, "The king killed him right there on the spot." I didn't know who's memory it was but I saw the image of the killed vampire. He was torn into little pieces. And there was so much blood. My hand went to my mouth to cover my cries. I jumped up and ran out of the room.
"Sophia!" I heard Marcus coming after me.
I ran into my bedroom. I knew Marcus let me hide in my room because if he wanted to, he would have caught me within a feet.
I ran into my bedroom and locked myself in the master bathroom. I heard Marcus calling out for me but I ignored him and turned on the cold water, splashing against my face, trying to stop the vomits from escaping my throat.
When Marcus broke into the bathroom door, I was done with cleaning my face.
"Sophia." He reached for me, but I held my hand up to him.
"Don't. I might throw up." I closed my eyes to fight this nausea.
But his strong arms pulled me into his embrace. He said through his thoughts that it would be okay. That he will kill the king if he tries to harm me. I chuckled at that. Because it would mean a death sentence for him. Rising against the king was an immediate death.