Forbidden Romance

Watching My Back

Cicilia left in her trance. She was even deeper in my possession. If this continued I knew when she turned she'd be my new queen. My family needed an heir, but my brother was sterile. There was a rustle in the bushes that made me turn around. "Drakel? Is that you?" The bear lumbered out to me and I pet him. "Your just like one of those mortal things...what are they called? Titty bears? Teddy bears? Oh, I don't know." The bear nodded to the second suggestion and that made me pause. No normal bear would be able to answer with such intellect. I simply shrugged it off. 'Maybe I am just imagining everything and I'll eventually come out of my delirium,' I thought laying my head down in Drakel's den. Another rustle and I thought Drakel had went for berries or something. I closed my eyes when I heard footsteps, but they were too quick and had me in a headlock with two fingers putting pressure behind my jaw. My attacker whispered, "I am a Hunter. Your most hated enemy, right? Now do as I say and you can go on without a stake in your heart. Release the girl from your possession." I opened my jaw and tried to pull away. The fingers burying themselves deeper. I let out a pained sound. An amateur had gotten the better of myself. "Do it you silly wretch. I have died many times and come back." I heard a loud shuffle behind me and an irritated sound from the bear. The hunter turned and I shoved my finger into his jaw. This caused him to retaliate. I quickly brought his head down into the stone causing a loud crack and a splatter of blood. "How about you run and don't come back. Otherwise I rip your throat out and don't even drink from you, worm!" The hunter now confused backed away and started to run off. I walked closer to him the red glow of my eyes intense. "Cicilia shall become my queen, but first my slave. When you can talk right perhaps...I can be persuaded." The Hunter ran seeming to have gotten his bearing. I turn back to Drakel and rub his muzzle. "I have never had a pet before. Perhaps you shall be my first? Ah Drakel, you prove yourself." The bear tilted his head and placed a paw on Luke's head. The bear starts to play maul Luke. Luke laughs for the first time since boyhood. "Ah you're going to be a great companion, Drakel." The night continued as they hunted and played. Luke seeming to break free of his melancholy.

A/N: my apologies for my silence. Haven't felt up to writing. I have other works that I was personally writing for my pseudonym. It changed because too many people know this one personally. One of my writings have been submitted into a writing contest and now I am anxious. I continue to read the comment on the first two 'chapters'. It gives me the confidence to continue knowing that one person thoroughly enjoyed this overused concept. Merci beaucoup. (Thank you very much.)