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Chapter 13-The Royals

Jacobi

Her body heated up, burning me like I had touched the sun it's self. I had no idea what was going on with her, but I couldn't let anyone see her, especially Dimitri.

Leading her out of the auditorium as unnoticeable as I could, we walked on. The  tears couldn't stop flowing down her face.
She suddenly stopped dead in her tracks, for while she just stood there paralyzed. She finally sat down on the ground, still in her trance.

Meanwhile, I just stood there like a fish opening and closing my mouth, not knowing what I could say to make her snap out of whatever state she was in. I had tried calling out her name, shaking her, but she wouldn't budge.

After a while, she stood up abruptly, vigorously wiping the tears from her eyes.

"Ahh, you are still here. I thought I had missed you," Dimitri  from behind us.

I gritted my teeth, his presence, and boasting was the last thing Rosey needed right now.

"What do you want because -" I started, but Rosey held her hand in front of my face to silence me.

"That was a nice show you put on there, Dimitri," she said bodly. Dimitri's face had a smirk of pleasure playing on it.

"Though I must say even if you had the correct punishment to make your point that doesn't hide the fact you clearly had the wrong target." She said with unfailing confidence.

What was happening?

Dimitri's face twisted into something ugly I had to get her out of here. I grabbed her before dashing out to the car in my vampire speed.

The car ride was silent for a long time, while that was until she cleared her throat.

"Master-" I interrupted.

"You are never to call me that," I said firmly. She didn't have to she was technically my mate now.

"Sorry," she said softly before continuing.

"I have a request to ask you, Jacobi," she said, looking at me with emotionless eyes.

I nodded for her to continue.

"I need your help," she said.

"With what?" I timidly asked.

"I want to know about me,what books you have on me, and what history I hold..." she swallowed a lump in her throat.  Taking a deep breath, she said

"I want to know what I am."

"This is not a conversation for the car. We will discuss further precautions at the headquarters. " I said curtly, giving her a sly smile.

"Wait, so are you willing to help me?" She said with a wide grin.

A smile suited her better than tears. I nodded at her question. She jumped on me, squeezing my arms tight with her head in my chest. My body tensed up at the warmth that vibrated from her body. The hug was long because I held her in place for a while. Her warmth was comforting, and her scent, ohh boy, that was even more addicting and inviting.

She also smelled like Jasmine with a hint of orange and mandarins, I liked that. Her small hands rubbed my back. The car came to a halt. I pulled away from her warm embrace, though I wish I hadn't because my cold blood came back in a second.

Her melodic giggle filled my ears. I looked at her. She was staring back at me.

"You look like you have never received a hug," she said in a small voice.

"I like my own space," I said.

"Ohh, I'm sorry." She said.

"No, don't be...I didn't hate it,"