It all began with a man named Jonathan Martin!

Twenty Five:|| A new toy

Johnathan’s hold was tight on my arm as he dragged me through the halls of his castle. I trudged after him, my feet dragging behind me.

                “Johnathan!” I whispered angrily as I fell to my knees.

                “Get up.” He ordered from above me, his eyes black with rage.

                “I can’t keep up when you drag me like that.” I whispered.

He picked me off the floor then continued on his angry rampage.

                “Johnathan.”

                “What?”

                “You knew I loved him when we began.”

He slowed, still looking away from me as he walked. “Yes, I did….I shouldn’t have gotten…attached.” Hearing him I pressed my head into his chest.

                “I’m sorry I hurt you.”

                “You humans, so worried about others, even when we do nothing but damage. Why do you do it?”

                “Easy, I don’t want to hurt anyone.”

He continued walking, stopping only when he got to a white door, blue light coming from within it’s depths. He set me down carefully and rapped on the door with his knuckles.

                “Lillian.” He said turning the knob. “It’s daddy.” I stopped breathing for a second. Daddy.

A young blond sat before me, her hair twisted into a braided bun, her lips a light pink.

                “Dad.” She squealed leaping into his arms. “You came just in time, I was growing bored.”

                “Well honey, I’m lucky I came, who knows what you would have done.”” He kissed he head looking down at her lovingly.

                “I brought you a toy.” He said with a devilish smile, motioning to my place by the door.

                “I know, her heart is so loud.” She complained rubbing her temples.

                “So it is. We have to keep this one alive, but I thought you could use her as a feeder.

She smiled and turning her dark green eyes on me. She walked towards me, inspecting every aspect of my body.

                “Beautiful.” She said. “She’ll do just fine It’s going to take forever to get Lysander’s scent off of her though.”

Johnathan brought his head back in a laugh. “Well if anyone can do it, it would be you.” He kissed her head. “I’ll leave you to it darling.”

“Bye daddy.” She smiled, waving as the door closed. She was angelic, moving precisely, practically floating. She approached me, her mouth turned into a delicate smile.

                “Well Kiera. I’m Lillian Lysander’s baby sister.”