Fallen Moon

Chapter 32: Sacrifice

"She's safe," Angel closed his eyes letting out a sigh of relief. By now, Raven was back in werewolf territory. The curse and the barrier he put on Blaire should have expired. He had to hurry, he took a quick shower to wash off Raven's scent. He wrapped a towel around his waist. There wasn't time to put on clothes. He had to get to Blaire's room fast. He snuck into her room, took off his towel and got in bed with her. He had a curse on her that would make her think that he was with her the entire night. She had no memory of him handcuffing her to a bed and leaving her trapped in her room. Otherwise, she'd have him killed.

"Hey," Angel brought her over to his chest and kissed the top of her head.

"That was quite a night," Blaire kissed him. "I can't believe we spent the entire night having sex." They didn't, that just what the curse he put on her made her believe. He hated that he had to do that to her to cover up his date with Raven. But he didn't have much of a choice. He'd sit here pretending to be the perfect husband if only to keep himself from getting killed.

"Well," Angel ran his finger through her hair. "The war's tomorrow so I figured before we went out to battle. I'd take this opportunity to provide my wife with infinite pleasure." Blaire went to climb on top of him before she could. Her bedroom door flung open. "Shit," Angel quickly pulled the blankets up to cover them both. This person was-, "My Lord, this is highly inappropriate. We were just about to-,"

"At ease, Angel," Lord Alexander spoke. Blaire glared at her father angered by his intrusion. "It's not like I haven't seen you and my daughter together before. But sadly, romance can wait, it's time to complete your training. The war's tomorrow and I want you ready for battle. So hurry and get dressed."

"Sorry, I have to go." Angel got out of bed. He picked his towel off the floor and put it around his waist. Blaire crawled over to him trying to remove his towel. "Blaire, I can't leave your father waiting." He swatted her hands away.

"Not even for a quickie," Blaire offered. "I just want to suck on it a little. Just for a little while, I mean after the treat you gave me last night. I feel like I owe you one." She reached for his towel but he stepped back. "Fine," She crossed her arms. "Just go, don't expect me to suck it later." He rolled his eyes and left her bedroom.

Angel returned to his room and began getting dressed. This is it, his last training session with Lord Alexander. After this, Lord Alexander would expect him to be ready to take his place as King of the Vampires. He'd expect him to be stronger than him. Everything Angel's learned was going to be put to the test. But this training wasn't for him to take Lord Alexander's throne, this training was so he could protect Raven from all the struggles that lie ahead. 

Sooner or later, their relationship would be exposed. He had to be ready for that. Once the truth came out, both werewolves and vampires would want them dead. So at this point, he'd take what training he could get. He's been training with Scythe since the day he was announced as General. Now, he was going to receive as Scythe liked to call it a crash course on his training.

"Good, you're here," Scythe took out his sword. Angel stood at the secret training ground beneath the castle. "As I said before, we don't have time to do this the slow way, the war is tomorrow and I need to make a proper king out of you today."

"I know," Angel took off his shirt and dropped it on the floor. "You and Lord Alexander agreed that the next king should be a combination of both your training styles. The two of you hold a strong friendship and it's that friendship that keeps our kingdom strong. The two of you believe by combining that strength into one person. You'll create a worthy king that would surpass Lord Alexander himself. That's the goal right?" He walked over to a sword that was sheathed on the wall. He grabbed the sword and prepared himself for his final test. "So, what's the game plan, do I fight you first and then Lord Alexander or,"