Hazel and Maeve

Chapter 2

-Maeve POV-

“I still can’t believe they are coming!” My twin gushes.

“Are we done yet?” I whine out while throwing myself onto her bed.

When my sister doesn’t answer, I turn my head towards her. I almost laugh as I take in her face. Her mouth hanging open in disbelief.

“Are you serious?? I tell you that the Vampire King AND the Werewolf King are coming to our party, and ALL you have to say is, “Are we done yet?” She practically yells at me while making sure to mock my voice at the end.

I roll my eyes with the shake of my head. “Look, I get that them coming is a big deal.” I start to say before she cuts me off, causing me to narrow my eyes at her.

“I can hear the but in there.”

I scoff. “We don’t even know if they are coming.”

Hazel just rolls her eyes at that while giving me a pointed look. “They literally RSVP’d. How can you still think that they aren’t coming?”

This time I gave her a pointed look. “They are fucking kings. Why would they show up to our birthday party?”

“I hear the Werewolf King is hot.” Andddd there goes my sister changing the subject. “He will be good eye candy since I cannot seem to find any hot guys in our class.”

“I can’t wait to meet the Vampire King.”

“Of course, you can’t.”

This causes me to shoot up as I narrow my eyes. “What is that supposed to mean?”

Hazel purses her lips to keep from smiling or laughing at me. “We all get it that you want to meet someone different that isn’t some boring ole werewolf.”

“Hey! That is not true at all!” I yell at her as I throw a pillow at her.

She laughs, clearly not believing me. “The guys around her don’t do it for you. Trust me, I pay attention. I have also seen your search history, AND I know your dating history.” Now that causes me to shut up. After a little bit of silence, my sister finally whispers. “Seriously, I don’t care who you end up with. Okay? Nothing will ever cause me to love you less.”

My heart cracks a little bit. She is talking about who I will end up being mated to. Little does she know, I have no plans on ever meeting that person. Not with how my nightmares are turning out...

Soon Hazel’s door is being thrown open. “AUNITES!” The 3 amigos yell at the same time while launching themselves at us.

Alec, Athena, and Amara are the terror triplets. Uncle Apollo and Uncle Dominic made some little hellions. 9 years old and already causing havoc. Although, little Amara is the only one that is not a little troublemaker. She is the quiet one that tends to keep her words to herself. Which causes Alec and Athena to be extremely protective over her. Those two scare off anyone that dares to harm Amara.

I smile as Amara climbs into my lap and just sits there. I hug her to my body as we listen to Alec and Athena bicker. They bicker for a few seconds before turning their attention to Hazel. She just grins while answering question after question about the birthday party. I just take everything in as this cements my decision on keeping my dreams a secret. These memories will forever be pure, with nothing hanging over their heads. They deserve this.

They deserve peace.

-Unknown POV-

“F*ck.” I moan out while slamming into this wh*res ass.

She screams underneath me. I don’t know if her screams are of pleasure or of pain, but I could care less. She is just some hole for my dick to fill. The one I truly want is not within my grasp, so this slut will have to do. My eyes roll into the back of my head as I start to feel my balls tighten. Just as my pleasure starts to build, the wh*re screams out my name.

Goddammit. I growl in annoyance. I need her to shut the f*ck up. So, I wrap a hand around her throat to make sure that no noise will escape her throat. Thankfully, it works as my balls finally unload in her ass. My cum splashing inside of the condom. Pulling out, I make sure to grip the condom so it stays on my cock. Not even paying any attention to the whore, I finally rip the condom off as I climb off the bed. Tying it together, I throw it into the trash while heading to the bathroom.

Get the whore out of my room before you change the sheets. She better be gone.

I mindlink one of my maids. Stepping into the hot shower, I wash off the stench of shank off of me. I hate having to fuck these whores, but I need some kind of outlet before I can have the one that I truly want. Maeve. She will be mine. I know she has been dreaming of me. I may not know what is in those dreams, but I know they are trying to warn her of me. I want to laugh at the thought. Although, I don’t. Those dreams are going to be my ticket to finally introducing myself to her. I can feel the smile taking over my face at the thought.

Shutting off the water, I wrap a towel around my waist as I head out of the bathroom, only to stop short. This wh*re is still in my room, trying to fight my f*cking maid. I let out an irritated growl which caused her to freeze in fear. I lick my lips as I can practically taste the fear. My maid finally slips out of her grasp. She bows her head at me while backing up.

“My maid was trying to save your life by taking you out of my room. Instead of leaving, you chose to fight with her. Tell me, do you think that you have a right to be here? You think that just because I fucked your a*s, you have any say here?”

I can see the moment that the whore thinks of pleading for her life. That disappoints me even more, so I don’t waste another second. I use my speed to rush her. Slamming her against the wall with my hand covering her throat. I squeeze with such strength that I can feel my fingertips breaking her skin. Her eyes are wide-eyed as she tries to pry my hand away. Her nails dig into my wrist, as well as my hand, while she struggles to breathe. I just laugh at her attempt before ripping her throat out.

Blood sprays all over me, forcing a sigh from my lips. The wh*res body plops to the floor, with blood going everywhere. I smirk while licking some of her blood off of my fingers.

SPIT.

“Disgusting,” I mutter with venom in my voice. “Clean this up,” I tell my maid without even sparing her a glance.

I don’t wait another moment as I head off to the bathroom so I can shower again. Using my speed this time to scrub my body off. My patience is next to none. Within a few seconds, I am clean, dry, and changed for the day. Walking out of my room, I head over to my office, which is down the hall. I am not surprised to find one of my men waiting for me. Paying him no mind, I walk over to my desk.

“Sire, I am here with an update.” He speaks as I sit down.

I finally look at him. “Speak then.”

“It would seem that the twins are planning their birthday party. Although, they have invited two Kings.”

“Hmm, which two?”

“The Vampire King and the Werewolf King.”

I sit back in my chair as I think for a moment. “I am guessing that we did not get an invite?”

“That would be correct, sire.”

“Good.”

“The security will be top-notch with the Werewolf King being there.” I can hear the slight temple of fear in his voice.

I give him a bored look. “I don’t care.”

“Sire..”

I slam my hand down on my desk while rising. “Get. Out.”

“Yes, sire.”

With a quick bow, he runs out of my office. He does not get to question me or even think of talking me out of my plan. Little does he know my plan is always changing. The only goal is to take what is mine, and I will succeed.

Maeve is mine.