Innocence

Chapter Three

Ethan moved in front of me, as if protecting me.

"Ahh, no need to fear for her, Ethan. No harm will come to her." Ethan's brother grinned.

"Not while I'm here it won't. " Ethan growled.

"Who are you?" I asked quietly.

"Oh! You haven't forgotten to introduce me, now have you brother? I am Damon. And you are my new pet." Damon laughed.

"What?" I gasped, staring at Ethan. He clenched his teeth and looked away.

"Ethan? You mean you didn't tell her? How amusing. " Damon declared. Ethan looked me in the eyes and sighed.

"I'm sorry, Mikeala. " he said before leaving, the giant doors slamming shut behind him.

Ethan's POV

I couldnt stand to look at her. The pain and hurt in her eyes made me want to take her away. To free her. But I'm a vampire. And when your given a order by the head master, no vampire is to ever ignore it. Especially if the head master is your father. I stared mikeala in the eyes and whispered "I'm sorry", before

dashing out the doors.

Mikeala's POV

I watched Ethan run out the doors and my heart dropped. So it was true. I was suddenly mad. I turned to face Damon, gritting my teeth.

"What do you want with me!" I yelled.

"That is no way to talk to your master, slave." Damon said, suddenly standing right in front of me. He grabbed my chin and jerked it up.

"Do you understand me?" He snarled. I nodded my head, shrinking back. Damon reached back and jerked his hand forward, smacking me across the face. I cried out and fell to the ground from the force of the blow.

"When I ask you a question, you answer me! Do you understand me!" Damon yelled.

"Yes!" I cried frantically. "Yes sir, I understand! I'm so sorry!" Damon's eyes softened. He came to me and offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me to my feet. "Now, go upstairs to your roo

Your name is on the door." I nodded. "Yes sir." I headed upstairs and walked along the hallway filled with doors. I finally found one with my name on it and opened the door. The room was small with a cot in the center of the room. Other than a small bathroom and a picture of a old cabin on the wall, the room was bare. I went in and shut the door behind me. I went to the closet and opened the door, shocked to see clothes filling it. Clothes in my size. Most of the clothes were skimpy but I found a pair of jeans. I laid them out on the cot and went to the bathroom. I looked at my long dark hair in the mirror and ran my fingers through it. I gently touched the dark bruise under my eye and winced. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door.