The Rose

Chapter 24: Washing Away the Pain.

A/N: Long time no see my darlings, I am hoping to get into writing more often, I would love to see your guys comments as well on things you want more information about as well as anything you want to see! Feedback is always welcome. 

Draco looked to Silver with determination. "Do you promise to take her home?" He asked softly. His eyes were full of rage, as well as concern.

"What about you?" She asked, her cold eyes staring into his soul. She understood his want, and knew what he was going to do. "Will you come back?" Her question was serious, if he were gone who would rule the vampiric?

"If I don't she should become your slave, I want no one else to have her." He said. "I trust you with my life, and hers. Please take her back, we have medical staff at the castle. Tell my father I will return with the werewolf princes head on a spike." He carefully handed Roselyn to Silver. "I love you my Rose." He whispered.

"I love you too." She replied softly, he held her face cupping her cheeks and kissed her lovingly.

Silver held her carefully. "We can get through this, he will come back safe." She said, Roselyn nodded slowly. Draco kicked the door off it's hinge. Both girls looked at him with surprise, he truly was angry or he would not have been able to do that.

He looked left and right but saw no one, the left was the exit, to the right was the smell of Graham. "Go be safe." Draco said, he made his way quickly towards the prince of fleas. Silver placed Roselyn on her back.

"I'm going to morph. I need you to hold on okay?"

Roselyn nodded tightening her soft grip. "Okay."

Silver morphed, her bones convulsing, her white fur began to turn crimson with Roselyn's blood. She let out a bark as she began to run through the castle. She was faster then lightning, only a small glimpse of her could be seen. No one noticed her leave. The smell of blood was the only possible way for anyone to know they had been in the area.

Silvers POV

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I had a task, I was going to follow it down to the T. He was a leader, and someone I looked up to. Roselyn weakly held onto my fur. I could smell her blood, the sound of her heart beating was faint, and her breathing was heavy. I bounded towards the castle, her home, a safe place for me. The fear of her falling off me was enough to speed up just enough to make sure her grip tightened.

I barked again when I saw the castle come into view. She would be in the hand of the doctors soon, I would come to the king and tell him if his sons bravery, what he was doing was not common.

I felt her tighten her grip around me. She was groaning slightly. I knew she was in pain, werewolf men were not kind and my brother, I could tell, was even rougher. The cuts and the bruises along her pretty skin made me angry. My brother was a monster, someone who had power because he was born into it.

He had never worked a day in his life.

I jumped past guards, their screams were loud but I was in a rush. I made it to the throne room. I morphed after carefully placing her on the floor.

The queen stood up with a gasp and ran towards Roselyn. She stooped down to cradle her. She saw the bite mark, canines.

"Who did this?!" She screamed. "Where is my son?" Tears were threatening to return.

"The prince of werewolves Graham, raped her, marked her, she needs a doctor, check to see if he had impregnated her. I do not think he has, but it is best to check. Draco has gone to kill him, he is going to bring his head back on a spike. He has told me that if he does not return Roselyn becomes my slave. However I want to make sure he returns, Graham is abusing his power. If he becomes the king, he will ruin werewolves. Make them an outcast of the world, I wish not to see us broken apart. We are rulers now on this earth because we banded together. But now if we become more separated our kingdoms will crumble."

The queen picked her up and rushed past me, I was terrified. Was she safe? Could she tell something I couldn't? I was shaking slightly, Roselyn's blood was running down my back. "Si-" I began but the king cut me off.

"If he does not return she becomes yours, and you stay here in my sons room. Take his place, become queen here. My time is coming soon, and you... I know you have royal blood. I can smell it on you. Go with my wife and check on the slave, that girl needs someone. My young boys need someone to look up to, I must send word for them to be returned to me. I sent them somewhere safe to keep them out of all of this."

He walked away without another word.

I sat there dumbfounded.

What had just happened? Was I just offered the position of queen? To vampires? That was unheard of.

I ran toward Roselyn, following her scent to find the infirmary. I entered the room to see Roselyn being cleaned, sewed up, and wrapped in warm blankets. Her stomach was being tested, I crossed my fingers and began to pray to any god that would listen to me.

If she was pregnant to a werewolf child, she would be miserable. Draco would go crazy.

However the smile on the doctors face and the queens allowed me to know she was not. Werewolf seed worked instantly, if she had been impregnated it would only take a few minutes. Thankfully she was clean still. The bite mark was already starting to scab. She feel asleep, I watched her with wonder. How could such a fragile being still be breathing.

I held her hand in my own. I was singing a lullaby I would hear other werewolf girls receive by their mothers. I was crazy if I though I would be able to rule these people, a human slave at my side. I would need to have Draco return. I was not fit to rule the vampires, I would need him. He would need to rule.

His mother was pacing still, the king concealing her. She had a past that I wanted to know about. I could see the pain and sorrow. I stayed beside the young human, her breathing like a song to me.

That is when I heard the guards yell.

"The prince has returned."