Chapter 4
'Your mine now'
Beatrice's P.O.V.
A scream ripped through out my body as I trembled in fear, but nothing came out of my mouth.
I stood up.
I wasn't going to leave without a fight.
I ran for the nearest exit once I pushed through the auditorium doors.
I heard guards yelling and a stampede of footsteps follow me outside.
I should have stayed seated because as soon as I ran out the doors,
All five of them stood perfectly postured in front of their cars.
King horan smirked.
I tried to turn around and run but as soon as I did a two large and stocky guards grabbed me by my arms and pushed me toward the cars.
"Stop! Please! Kill me instead!" I yelped thrashing my whole entire body around trying to get away from their grip.
They stayed silent.
My hair had become a tangled mess by the time we were half way down the staircase.
One of the guards arms slipped from beneath mine.
I then elbowed the second in the groin and took off.
It didn't take long for them to get up and get to me, as I felt hands wrap around my torso.
I looked down the hands ready to attack again, when I noticed the one of the royal ring.
I had no chance winning against a vampire, for their superhuman strength would out due me
I fell limp into the royals arms.
"That's my good girl" king horan whispered into my ear.
I broke out into sobs, covering my face with my tiny hands.
Why? Why me?
Why did I have to be the top target?
I have never done anything wrong my entire life and now I'm enslaved to a vampire.
Wow.
I felt myself get turned around.
The next thing was unexpected.
I felt large arms wrap around my trembling frame and my body being pulled into king horan rather hard chest.
"Get off of me! You, you monster! I hate you! Please I just want to go home!?" I screamed starting to thrash in his cold yet comforting embrace.
"Don't say that darling, you will love me, I'm not a monster, you need to stop being so judgmental. But that's okay because ..... Your mine now"
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Fanfiction"the demons are always watching" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Beatrice Fevryn 16 going on 17 London, England. innocent, beautiful, quiet, shy; The Demons top target.