King

Thirty

                After his vague explanation of purpose he did just what he said he would do, he died. In two short seconds Sir Ellis ignited into raging purple flames. Beau dropped him and jumped back, seemingly unfazed by the hissing fire that was burning Sir Ellis to death.

His screams echoed and bounced off the walls of the living room, vibrating them. I was watching with wide eyes the death of this man and I was shocked of the satisfaction that was running through and filling my body with giddy. My mouth twitched at the sight and it was hard to stop my mouth from forming into a pleased smirk. Was I evil? Why was I finding happiness in watching him die?

He hurt you Mira, I know you don't understand what that means yet but you soon will. My voice said and I nodded to myself. I was beginning to learn to trust and believe in this voice.

Beau growled loudly when the vampire was just a pile of ashes in front of us. He turned to the guards at the door and stepped forward, his eyes glowing and angry. "How the fuck didn't you smell that THING when you came to your posts. My mate could have been murdered and you all would have been to blame for it!" He hollered. I could feel his rage skipping through me and I could tell that something bad were to happen if I didn't fix it.

I stepped forward and around the ashes to where Beau was standing. I set my hand on his arm and then stepped around to his line of vision. Under my touch I could feel his body relaxing. "Move Amira." He growled, using my whole first name.

"No, you need to calm down." I said firmly, standing my ground.

"No, I need to punish these dumbasses for endangering my mate's life." He said and grabbed me, attempting to move me. But I latched on to his arm like a toddler to someone's leg. I held on, maintaining eye contact with him.

His face was scrunched up in a scowl but his eyes were softening and his body was easing up. "You boys better go." I said and Beau snapped his eyes to the men hesitant to heed my warning." Go." I repeated and they all disappeared out of the door.

Beau was shaking with anger as he looked down at me. I gave him an apologetic look and held on to his arm. "Calm down Beau-I'm perfectly fine, see?" I said and smiled at him. His eyes were beginning to turn back to their usual beautiful shade and I let go with one of arms to caress his cheek. "There you go. Calm down. I'm fine, handsome." I said and he let how a sigh, wrapping his arms around me and burring his face in my neck. He inhaled a deep breath and held me to his body closely, lifting his face and resting his head on top of mine.

"I thought I'd lose you again." He said, his voice cracking slightly. My heart shattered into a million pieces and I pulled away to hold his face with my hands. The feeling to comfort washed over me and I stared into his sad eyes.

"I know." I said gently and his eyes snapped shut, his hands coming up to release himself from my hold on his face.

"Goddess you don't know Mira." He stepped away from me and for the first time in the last few weeks, tears sprung to my eyes and I frowned. "That's the worst part about all of this. You have no true clear idea how scary...how –how incredibly devastating everything is with you being like this!" His voice was raising and he began to pace.

I stood there, eyes wide and fingers beginning to twist in nervous habit. "I'm not understanding." I said softly and I stepped toward him. He glanced at me and sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Of course you're not." He said in a harsh tone and I looked down sadly. "I miss the way you were..." He said so quietly I almost couldn't hear him. "It's taking so long for you to gain back the memories and its killing me..." Beau groaned and my head snapped up.

A feeling of anger made me narrow my eyes at him and snatch his arm in attempt to get him to look at me. "You have no right to compare me to any way that I was." I snapped. The voice in my head was silent and the feeling that I was the one to be asserting myself was almost liberating. "Hell I hardly know who I am right now! You can't keep saying these things and –and then-ugh! You're driving me crazy!" I yelled angrily. He stared at me, eyes darkening and eyebrows coming down into a slight frown. "This! Everything is driving me crazy Beau! There is a crazy man trying to kill me! For reasons I'm not even aware of! I miss my parents, fuck I don't even know if my sibling has been born yet! I am in the middle of a war between supernatural beings! And you!" I panted and let go of his arm chuckling bitterly." You are so fucking vague and confusing it's actually kind of painful Beau! I mean I know I don't know much! And I know I'm just a human and I'm not all that experienced in life...or relationships for that matter....but god Beau you need to help me...work me with me for Christ sake!" I said and then gasped as sob escaped my lips.

For the first time in nearly a month I let myself cry, and it was refreshing.

'You did well today. 'The voice said, sounding quiet and far off and quiet.

I was proud and happy for allowing myself to get these things off of my chest. I sniffled and cried, staring at Beau's shoes. The tears made them look blurry. I wiped my eyes and sobbed again, he was quiet and that only made me cry harder.

'Just give him some space. Clearly he wasn't prepared for you to have this emotional outburst of yours.'

I rubbed my eyes again and then turned to leave, only to be grabbed by an electrifying touch. My body turned back around and I was brought into a tight hug by strong arms. Sparks danced through my body and cried into the hard chest I was pulled into. It was comforting, the feeling of his loving warm arms around me.

"I'm sorry, okay." His deep voice mumbled into my hair, stroking my back lightly. I squeezed his waist and took a deep breath, taking in the way he smelled. "I'm sorry." He repeated and I felt his lips on my forehead.

We stood there like that with each other. I sniffling and holding onto him tightly and he stroking my back gently.

I pulled away and looked up at him. He caressed my face and kissed my lips tenderly. I melted into the kiss and pulled him closer. It was simple and soft, filled with love and longing. For the first time since I'd met him I was happy to be with him.

In that moment everything seemed to fade and dissolve into thin air. All the confusion and pain of the last month or so was gone, replaced by love, love, love.

We pulled away from our kiss and stared deeply into each other's eyes. "It's getting late my love...let's get you to bed, we have a long day ahead of us." He said. I gave Beau a soft smile and nodded, unwrapping my arms from around him.

Beau intertwined our fingers and then pulled me up the steps. I walked with him quietly, feeling the weight of sleep begin to grip me. So much I barely made it up the steps. The voice was silent in my head, making me feel like I was in control of myself.

The next thing I knew I was lying on a soft mattress, surrounded by the scent that could only be Beau.

"Sleep now gorgeous." He said softly and then I was thrown into a deep rest.