A Pureblood slave

Chapter 25

The soft and warm emitting light from the morning sun beamed across my sleeping eyes waking me from my peaceful slumber. My eyes flutter open as I release my body is sprawled across Ronan's dark silky sheets. The smooth material making my body at ease as I recall last night's memories. Ronan confessing he was playing Vivian at her own game. A twisted smile made it's way to my face knowing that she won't win this battle. I just wish we could just get rid of her already once and for all. I don't understand why Ronan doesn't? I turn on my side to feel for Ronan's body but am met with empty sheets. Where is he? 

An unnerving feeling settles in the pit of my stomach. I decide to get up from the comfiness of the mattress and stride over to the bathroom for a very needed shower. I make sure to grab a quick change of clothes before I close and lock the door behind me. Maybe Ronan will be back once I get out of the shower. With that thought I strip out of my battered clothes and step into the tub and cleanse my body of the dried up dirt the covers my figure like a second layer of skin.

Once I've rid of all the filth that littered my body I dry off with one of the many fluffy towels and then put on my change of clothes. I through my dirty laundry in one of the hampers and turn towards the door. Just as my fingers graze over the doorknob I pick up muffled voices. I can't quite make out what they are saying but it is surely a serious conversation. I can tell one of the voices belonged to Ronan but the others I couldn't tell.

Slowly turning the doorknob I step out from the bathroom and the first thing my eyes set on is those beautiful  mysterious blue eyes that I've come to love yet in this moment I feel frightened. Surrounding Ronan on either side is guards holding his arms back as the lock his wrists together.

"Unhand me you filthy peasants!" Ronan commands through clenched teeth while fighting his way through their holds. The guards then spot me and come towards my way.

"What is going on?" I question more towards Ronan.

"King Ronan Pierre and slave Miabella Arksin have been charged of committing a felony against thy Queen" one of the guards speaks up. A felony seriously?

The guards step closer to me trying to capture me in their hold. My eyes bulge in fear as I pick up the closest thing to me. I pick the vase up in my head as I aim it towards one of the men. I quickly throw it at them which they only caught with ease. Dammit vampire abilities.

Without difficulty they grab a hold of my arms and swiftly push me to my knees making me cringe in pain from the sudden contact with the floor. The familiar feeling of the cool metal of cuffs occupies my wrist once again.

"Don't touch her" Ronan grunts from the other side of the room. The guards snicker at him while one of the harshly grips my jaw his fingers digging into my cheeks. A quiet sob escapes my lips. 

"I said don't touch her" a throaty growl rumbles throughout the room. I look up to Ronan's eye completely black as swirls of a electrifying violet bolt in his orbs. 

In a blink of an eye Ronan manages to snap the cuffs holding him back as rips his way out of the hold the guards holding back had and ripping their throats in the process. Crimson blood leaked from the slashes in their throats as their bodies fall limp to the floor staining the floor red for sure.

He let's out a menacing growl as he gets ready to attack the guards holding me down. Out of no where the guard that had his hold on my jaw pulled out a gun from his back pocket. I gasp as my eyes fill with water.

"No no no no! Don't hurt him! Do whatever with me just don't hurt him" I plead but Ronan has his own plan as he charges towards us. The guard with the gun only smiles sinisterly as he pulls the trigger making Ronan's body fall backwards and land with a loud thud.