Maid to be his Queen (Completed)

Chapter 15

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Chapter 15

A week had passed and the full moon is tonight. We had spent a majority of the time in bed just enjoying our alone time with the occasional break for the more naughty stuff. He dozed lightly in my arms, my hands brushing his hair lightly, watching the carefree expression of his dreamlike state. The time was looming closer, already it was 8pm.

I hope he'll do okay without me. Worry graced my features, as the seconds continued to tick by. I wanted to memorise his face, the light scar that was on his jaw, the thick eyelashes he had and those strong cheekbones. I lightly ran my finger over his lips, tracing the Cupid's bow before cupping his cheek. He groaned leaning into me closer taking a deep inhale of my scent.

It seemed like it had been a month since we watched the sunset on the sand and walked along the beach when in reality it was only yesterday. "Baby," He moaned, his hands gently squeezing my hips.

"What?" I looked down at his naked body, trailing my fingers over the tattoos as I did so. I liked how he had a large skull on his back and Frida Kahlo on his leg, with other separate horror movie characters littering his arms but in a tiny space, on the inside of his arm was 'Lisichka Soleil' but in his native script. I delicately brushed my fingers over it.

"Baby," he moaned again.

"What?" I said giggling at him as he peered up at me with those beautiful hessonite eyes.

"I love you" He pushed his lips onto mine as I wound my hair into his fluffy hair. Little spark danced across my lips as I smiled into the kiss. This was nice. He pulled away, a slight whimper left my lips as he smiled down at me. "I wish we could be like this all the time." He said as he pushed his glasses onto his nose, running a hand through his curls as he placed a kiss on my nose. I liked when he looked nerdy, he never wore them in public because he was embarrassed that his werewolf vision wasn't as good.

"Me too, darling," My heart jumped into my throat as I sat up. "Babe, I need to go get ready for tonight." Pain filled his eyes as he thought about it all, a small bubble of hope sat behind the pain.

"Is there really no way you can get out of it?" He asked. I shook my head, my thumb rubbing his cheekbones. I could see the tears well in his eyes. He hadn't come to terms with it and I don't know if he ever will. "Well, you best get going." His voice hoarse with emotion as he jumped up and stared at the wall.

I left silently, my feet pushing into the plush carpet as I entered the bathroom. I left my hair to fall in tendrils around my shoulders, no makeup on my face and just a white gown billowing around my ankles. I gripped onto the sink; I wasn't ready to die, no matter how many times I told everyone I was, Deimos could see that.

I leant over the toilet, dry heaving from the nervousness. I wish I'd never run away, or I'd run away to the lake. I straightened my back, leaving the bathroom. Arms wrapped around my waist, and the familiar sparks and scent hit my nose. I smiled into him.

"I love you." I whispered bringing him in close; this is the last time we'll ever hug. I refuse to cry.

"I love you too." He whispered. We kissed before I swiftly left. His taste lingered on my lips as I made my way through the forest. Goosebumps rose on my arms, I wasn't sure whether it was from the cold wind or from my impending doom.

I broke into the clearing; torches illuminated the meadow with dramatic lighting. Elsie stood in the centre, a pot with a silver blade in front of her. She sent me a small, sympathetic smile and my heart broke. Oscar led me to out and onto a small wooden surface; laying me down on it and fastening me down.

He fingers ran across my cheek, a gentle smile on his face.

"I'm so, so proud of you, Soleil." He whispered, pushing my hair out of the way and brushing the tears that gently fell onto my cheeks. "You'll be with your parents now, and this will seem like a lifetime away. You'll be reunited with Deimos again, okay?" I nodded, sobs erupting like fireworks from my body. I didn't want to die, not yet at least. He pressed his lips to my cheek before departing a standing between me and Elsie. He nodded to her and it began.

The wooden board that I was on lifted up, my arms kept me upright as gravity played a part. Elsie walked over the bowl was much larger than I had originally thought and could easily have me sit inside of it without touching the edges.

"12pm, we need to begin."

She began chanting

'Acantha invoco super spiritum

tibi caro et sanguis

quis tolleret haec electa ut nave

undo quid factum dictumve

animas redire

amator eos prohibere

et vide quid fiet

profert vita libenter

sic vos can vestram vicem portare

dimittis mundo constare malum vos have creo, et pacem nobis umong'

My heart pounded, with each word that she uttered her eyes grew whiter and whiter, Lake inching closer to his mate as he saw the power and force that was being put onto her. The knife began at my wrist, pushing in and slicing down, I screamed as the dark crimson liquid ran down my arm. The pain was unbearable. She repeated on my other arm, before going to my legs, my voice becoming hoarse as the pain was released in my screams, but even then it wasn't enough.

I felt faint, black dots dance across my vision as I tried to stay conscious. A slight crunch emerged in the trees before Deimos broke into the clearing. My heart stopped as my head hung low. He should have been far away right now. The fire stopped before a slight howl of the winds broke into it.

It turned silent.

The odd sound of heartbeats before a cackle erupted and Elsie fainted. Deimos ran over ripping the restraints off as he held me in his arms my blood soaking into his clothing. "Y...You shouldn't... be here." I barely managed to bark out, losing my sense of reality.

"I couldn't leave you, it killed me inside." I touched my fingers to my lips before laying it on his cheek.

"I love... you." The world turned black.