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In fact, my father had allowed me to be there to watch. I’d stood back in the shadows, surrounded by men who worked for my father to protect me. As I stared at Alexander, something deep inside of me had screamed to come out of the shadows. Had it been my father’s hatred for the man that had been ingrained in me for so long? Was it only my wish to see my father succeed? I hadn’t known the answer then, and I still didn’t know it now.
I wanted my father to take over as the Master and yet part of me didn’t. Was that only because I knew that once he commanded our breed, that I would eventually have to take it over? I wasn’t sure that was what I wanted—at least not now. I was too young to even consider such things, but wasn’t the Mistress young by our standards?
That was part of the issue with her overseeing the breed. Many thought that she was too young, only seventy something, compared to many of our elders who were hundreds of years old. My father was almost six hundred, and I had a hard time imagining living that long. How much had changed in the world in his years? How much would change in my lifetime?
I closed my eyes, bringing back up the image of Alexander being held down by my father’s henchmen. I’d had this almost undeniable urge to rush forward, to do something. Maybe part of me wanted to drive the stake through his chest to please my father. Or maybe there was a part of me that had wanted to release him.
In the years since Alexander had been removed from the Earth, I’d dreamt of him. Odd dreams that didn’t always make sense. It was like part of me knew him, part of me understood him. I chalked it up to having spent many years learning about the man. Perhaps I had been taught so much about him, that I felt a part of me knew him. Maybe I was just making all this shit up.
“Zander, sweetie.” Laura called from behind me as she approached and put her arms around my waist, cooing in my ear, “We have to go; they are waiting for you, my love.”
I sighed as I put my hand over one of hers on my chest. “Yeah, I’m coming.”
I turned to Laura, staring down into her pretty face. This was a match that my father wanted, but for some reason I held back. My eyes tracked over her dark brown hair, her pouty lips, her caramel covered eyes and I inhaled her aromatic scent of ginger. She was a good woman, several years older than me, but I just didn’t feel it.
I wasn’t ready to settle down and mate to anyone. There was so much more that I wanted to do, to see, to find before I decided to take a mate.
The image of a woman came to mind, her features cloudy as if I were trying to pull her from a dream. The only thing that ever brightened with the image was the way her eyes shimmered in silver.
I didn’t know who she was, had never seen her before, but like Alexander, I felt that part of me knew her. Or perhaps should know her. Had someone schooled me on her when I was younger? Was she a famous elder? Was she my destiny—the one that I held out for?
“Hello?” Laura said as she cupped my cheek, “Where did you go, Zander?”
I laughed slightly, “Nowhere, just thinking about something my father said.” I kissed her lightly and stepped away. “Are you coming with me?”
“Of course, darling. I’m not going to let you run around town by yourself.”
Yeah, of course she wasn’t. I had a feeling that everything that I did, was reported back to my father by her. That’s how he knew every step I made, every person I spoke with.
I had confronted him once about it, but he had brushed it aside saying that he needed to keep me safe and had people watching out for me for that reason. I wanted to call bullshit on that, but kept my mouth shut. My time to speak would come.
Until then, I would deal with Laura and my father. I tucked her hand into my arm and led her out to the waiting transport.
Chapter 7 – Kristin
Isat on the roof ofthe building, staring at the dark sky above me and tried to count the stars. No matter how long my lifetime was, I’d never be able to count them all, but that didn’t stop me from trying.
The door opened to the private patio that I’d had constructed here. It was as close to freedom as I got these days. No matter where I went, I had an entourage of people around me. Some to help me, some to protect me, but there were times when I just wanted to scream at them all to go away. This was my only slice of personal paradise.
I felt my sister approaching and sipped from my crystal glass. “I told Joshua that I didn’t want to be disturbed.”
“Yeah, and I told him I didn’t fucking care.” Lena said as she took a seat in the lounge chair beside me. “You just can’t help yourself, can you?”
I turned slowly toward her, “What are you talking about now?” She pointed at the sky and I pursed my lips. “You realize that this is the only place where I can be alone, right?”
