Mistakenly Perfect

I thrash my feet, screaming as Kaden lifted me into the air and tried to carry me away. The heat from the fire was so intense it seared my cheek from the distance we were at. The fire was fueled by the massive structure of the Victorian Mansion, and all the bodies that were left in it to burn. Servants and Royals alike were left to die, and it was all my fault.

From the first moment I was sold to this family of Royals they were in danger. I've lured an entire species to an innocent (on some occasions) family and caused an entire AV blood bath to occur, and I didn't even have to lift a finger. I should have been suspicious the first time I met Seth, he wasn't like the other servants. He actually smiled. I should have asked more questions when Mara, the mortal "child" soon to be a Victorian family member showed an interest in me. I never should have lied to Daemon, and I never should have trusted anyone, as much as I hate to admit it. I don't think there was another person on this earth I could hate more than myself...other than Kaden.

"Angel stop it!" Kaden yelled frustrated. His grip around my arm tightened as I desperately flailed my limbs kicking and hitting whatever I could get at.

Was Kaden even a person anymore? I always thought a person had a soul. Isn't that what makes a Royal inhuman, not of this world, undead? How can a person with a soul possibly conduct such an elaborate massacre and walk away without a bit of guilt holding him down? Has he muted his conscience, or simply forgotten the emotion of regret? Even when I looked at him now his face was serious, and tight, as if he was at work and not walking away from some huge murder scene.

He hoisted me over his shoulder like he'd hunted me and carried me away. I sag in defeat, my body giving up on me as I pant out my exhaustion. I was faced in the opposite direction he was walking, so I had a perfect view as the flames engulfed the place I've called home for the last three years. Tears threatened to fall from my eyes and a lump formed in my throat as I tightly grasped what just happened.

Daemon just died.

I actually wished I'd given him my soul now. At least then I'd know apart of me would still be with him. All the lies I'd told him, they all weighed down on me now. He died never knowing who Seth really was. He died thinking I was his and only his. Guilt is such a bitch.

Royals are in danger of extinction now. To my knowledge two of the main families of the Royal clans had been either wiped out or recruited. The demons that attacked, the monsters that are said to be stronger than Royals are no longer a thing of fiction. The rebellion was all them, and with every thought of the past that floated to my mind, I hated them even more. As if taking away Dimitri, my closest friend wasn't painful enough. Nothing would ever be the same, my life had changed for the worse.

At first, I assumed we were alone, but as I looked around from my awkward position I noticed other people, servants, one upon a time Royals, all following and walking in a crowd. Some of their clothes were singed and ripped, and some of them were plain out nude. I avert my eyes and focus on the ground, the dark rocky road that laid beneath us. I could only guess they were monsters like Kaden who were disguised in the mansion as well.

The coldness finally settled in and I shivered. My only warmth was from Kaden's arm that was tightly wrapped around the back of my waist.

I tried to focus on the now, push all painful regret aside and worry about myself. But that only made room for a cryptic unsettling thought to come into my mind...

Where are we going?

The fire that glowed in the thick blackness of the night became smaller and smaller as Kaden trudged away from it. I bounced a bit with each step he took, and suddenly hated the fact that I was still in a blouse and short skirt and my ass was hoisted up in the air too close to Kaden's face for comfort. I was sure my panties were exposed. When I think of what I'm wearing, it makes me think of some of the last precious moments I had with Daemon. The exquisite dinner he had taken me too, despite the small argument we had and the creepy waiter who kept glaring at me, it was romantic. Just another moment I'll never have ever again.