The Twisted Links

Chapter 33 (Mature Content)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: The second half of this story contains assault and might be triggering. Proceed with caution or if you need a summary to avoiding reading that part, then let me know.

CHAPTER 33 (MATURE CONTENT)

Rogue Lands...

Eesha shook her head as she watched from the shadows of the rafters. She didn't know what to make of this travesty. Vampire after vampire came forward to speak before a dais of werewolves and a Royal Vampire couple. The man that was identified as Dameon Wilde, the Rogue King himself, sat doodling on a piece of paper, in the middle.

Looking at the "top contenders" from the last presentation made Eesha's blood boil. None of these bitches gave a shit about anyone other than themselves and the one or two that were halfway decent were weak. The current speaker finally gained the Rogue Kings interest when she began talking about the orgies she had attended.

Eesha had had enough.

Walking across the crossbeam she dropped down in the center of the room. Standing proudly in the midst of snarling werewolves, who didn't appreciate the breach in security, Eesha spoke with calm yet the passion in her speech was evident.

"King Dameon Wilde." she began. Dameon raised a hand signaling for his guards to wait and be silent. "Our history as vampires is long and many do not remember their origins. They don't remember the struggles that earned us the privileges that many enjoy today. My name is Eesha and I was born a vampire. My origins from birth were as a rogue and a slave. I've watched the rise and fall of many kingdoms and governments. I appreciate the concept of trying to protect all rogues and even going so far as to find a suitable vampire queen. But I think you are missing the point."

Dameon raised a brow but said nothing as Eesha continued, "It doesn't matter your race, species, or origins. As Prince Zana, could no doubt tell you." she said with a wave towards the Royal couple. "What matters is that you look after your people and fight for their welfare. Yesterday, I and a few others freed several rogue vampires who were captured and turned into slaves. Enchanted collars, that were supposed to have been destroyed and the knowledge of their making obsolete, were used by the Necromancer, Absalom Green."

"It's been centuries, Absalom Green is dead." Hadassah said.

"He is now." Eesha replied with confident calm. "But the issue is that the witch that created these collars is out there and a blueprint exists. The Protector, Octavia, had called for all knowledge of the collars to be destroyed but the Royals and the High Council ignored her request. Now there is enemy that has a weapon and is capturing Rogues to enslave and use for their armies. You are sitting here wasting time. As King, what are you going to do?"

Dameon sat forward, "First, Rogues meet your new queen. Second, we are heading to my office to meet with my Betas and my royal vampire friends to discuss the next course of action. Finally, everyone get the hell out cause we have work to do. We've been tortured for the last four hours giving everyone plenty of time to eat. Not me, cause the thought of being with any of these bitches was giving me indigestion. Well? I fucking said leave!"

Everyone stood in confusion and headed out the doors. A few of the candidates started to whine but Dameon already left the hall and the tv ratings were shooting through the roof.

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Sprite Kingdom...

The sun was out and the birds were merrily singing as Evangeline made her way to the fern gardens. She loved the green ferns that sat like proud peacocks on the forest floor as did her young charge, Lady Amelia Baines. Lord Reilly and Lady Priscilla had brought their children, Amelia and Jax, to watch the fireflies that lit up the much darker forest so early in the evening.