Y/n's pov.:
The past few nights have been hell on earth. Every night you dreamt that you talk to your father, who tries to convince you to release him. You always knew that your "mother" wasn't actually your mother, but you also find it weird that you get dreams about it now. Voltiaere hasn't had it any easier. Constant meetings and endless paperwork. The alpha still hasn't responded about the attacks and that made Voltiaere even more antsy. Because of all this he hasn't made you leave his side once, which you didn't mind since you are scared something might happen. Even though it still prohibits you to visit Ashton.
It also hasn't helped your guilt. *I know I should tell him since we said no secrets, but it's just dreams. He is already stressed enough* it weighed heavy in your gut.
,,If we plan an attack to the werewolves, we will declare war. We haven't heard from the alpha yet, maybe he doesn't even know about them,, one of the executives said.
,,No, no, no. Why should we wait on a response!? For all we know he could be the one delegating these attacks,, the heads of the nest continue to argue and Voltiaere looks like he is about to murder everyone here, including himself.
*I really shouldn't tell him yet. At least not yet* you decide.
His hands slam on the table and everyone jumps looking at him. ,,If we plan and execute an attack towards the werewolves, then we risk the fact that they haven't known of the attacks and we've declared war. I understand that you all are worried for the opposite or another attack, therefore we will train the soldiers more and set higher defence. Adjourned,, with that they all leave.
Voltiaere sighs and lays his head on the table .,,I wish I could help, but it's like a math equation I can't understand, if I were bad at math,, it's quiet for a few seconds, so you think maybe not the time, but then you hear a tired chuckle.
He gets up and pulls you into a desperate hug. ,,I don't know how I would survive this without you,, you both look each other in the eyes and he leans in for a kiss.
,,Voltiaere!,, until you two get interrupted.
He groans and pulls away before his father enters the meeting room with his wife. ,,Yes, father?,, he says with a fake smile.
,,Why did I just hear you made a decision without me?,, he asked.
,,You weren't here and I couldn't stand another second with them bickering,, he said as if it were that simple.
,,That is not the point. You need to understand that we should up our-/,, Voltiaere rolls his eyes.
,,Defences more so we don't declare war, just prepare for another attack, I know,, a smile came upon his fathers' face.
,,That's my boy! You and your future vampire mistress will be well off! Don't you think Valentina!?,, it's a personal dig at you, but they don't know that.
,,Of course, dear. Oh, how I so hope that it is miss Charlotte from the Moon family. She's such a pretty lady, you'll have to meet her at tonight's dinner. Just to see if she is your soulmate,, she says with hope sparkling in her eyes.
,,I thought tonight wasn't happening anymore, since of the attacks?,, Voltiaere asked a bit uneasy.
,,Nonsense! We can't let whoever this is win and hinder you from becoming the master of the nest,, he just sighs, but his parents don't seem to notice.
,,Well, we are going to leave. We need to finish the final touches. You just do your paperwork and don't worry, in the future this will be the mistress's job,, your heart sank even more. They were about to leave, when his mother turned around. ,,If she isn't doing any work, she can help the others,, she suggested.
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Love Darling? || Vampire Voltiaere
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