Lost in Time

Hunger

I groan softly, already irritated with whoever decided that knocking was a wonderful idea; Alois wrapped his silk red robe around my shoulders, opening the door. Hannah's eyes were cast down to the ground, her pale face was shadowed by guilt.

"My Lady, I want to apologize for my absurd behavior earlier," her soft voice barely breaks the intense silence, but I'm able to hear her crystal clear.

I nod in understanding, letting her know that she is forgiven but this mistake will not be tolerated again. She quickly nods and runs off down the hall without another mutter. Alois closes the door and locks it; he turns to me with a sly smirk upon his face.

"Shall we continue our leisure, Darling?" His voice drips with seduction and eagerness.

I can't help but let out a slight giggle at his actions, striding toward him, I wrap my slender arms around his neck; his hands rest on my hips, his thumbs rubbing my skin in slow soothing circles.

Goddammit, how can someone as godly and sexy as Alois has his eyes set on me? I mentally drool at his half-nakedness, his shirtless torso glistening slightly in the small amount of light in this room. His chest sculpted perfectly and his abs chiseled as if made of smooth marble; his toned biceps flex softly as his arms tighten their grip on my hips.

He pushes me to the bed, pinning me to the soft fluffy duvet; his eyes boring into mine, his hands snaking their way up my torso from the bottom of my shirt. Alois removes my shirt ever so slowly, my breathing hitched in my throat. Is this actually happening? His lips latched onto my neck, sucking on the skin, and leaving dark hickeys; I let out a breathy moan, my fingers tangling in Alois's blonde locks.

"You smell so sweet, my dearest." His voice lingers in the air.

His hand travels to my pants and that's when I grab his arm and flip our positions, so I'm now straddling his waist. I pin his arms above his head, my mouth crushing against his for a brief moment. I press my body against him, my breasts touching his sculpted chest; my throat starts to burn. Oh, no... This can't be happening now!

I push myself off of him and to the other side of the room, my breathing speeding up rapidly. He looks at me with confusion in his eyes.

"Emilee, what is it?" He stands up.

I put my hand up in a warning signal. "Don't come to any closer, Alois. Please, I beg of you." I turn around, facing away from him, my fangs come out.

The smell of his sweet blood is driving me insane. I can't run anymore, so that's out of the question. I guess I'll just tell him I need to go hunting, and then I'll into town and hunt. I calm myself down before turning back around to face him, my fangs retracting back into my gums.

"I need to go hunting," I button up my shirt and grab my jacket, "I'll be back in time for dinner."

I rush out before he even says another word.

*Claude's POV*

Lady Emilee leaves Lord Trancy's room in a hurry, I come in without knocking, seeing him standing in shock. "Your Highness, what happened with lady Emilee?"

"Follow her, Claude. Make sure no one hurts her." His voice is deep, demanding almost.

Without hesitation, I follow Lady Emilee into town, staying a safe distance behind her. She stalks a tall human male with short curly, dark brown hair in an alleyway. Her bleach blonde hair sways in the slight breeze, her movements hesitant; the male is wearing a dark grey trench coat over a black business suit, his glasses sit in its place on his nose.

Lady Emilee continues to lurk in the shadows close to the alleyway wall. Within a second, she pounces on the man, his shrieks are muffled by her hand on his mouth, her fangs have already sunk into his neck by the time I could register what was happening. She dropped his unconscious body and returned to her human half; she must've sensed my presence because she turned around, facing me with a deadly glare.

"Claude." She crosses her arms.

"Lady Emilee." I bow before her.

"What are you doing here? Wait, Alois sent you didn't he? He can't even trust his fiancé to hunt on her own and return home?" She snarled.

"No, that's not it at all, My Lady. He just wanted to protect you from any harm." I try to reassure her.

She calms down but her eyes still hold the irritation and anger. "he should learn to trust me more." She hissed through her clenched teeth.

I nod and stay silent as she walks away.

Per orders, I follow her back to the house, I can sense her irritation radiating off of her aura. As we enter the house, she disappears to His Highness's study; the door shuts behind her. 

*Emilee's POV* 

I stride into Alois's office, clearly irritated with him. His blonde hair wisps around his angelic face when he looks up to me. No, this isn't the time to daydream about him.  I go up to his desk, slam my hand down and growl.

"Why did you have Claude follow me into town? Don't you trust me?" At this point, I don't care if my eyes are red or if my fangs are showing. 

I can see the shock and slight fear in his eyes for a split second before he gains composure and smiles. God, how can he be so calm about this?  "I trust you with my life, my dear. I sent Claude to protect you while you were feeding. he was supposed to be discreet about following you, though." He places his hand on top of mine. 

Anger courses through my veins, heating up my entire being; I pull my hand away and growl loud enough for him to hear. "How can you be okay with all of this? Aren't you at least the tiniest bit afraid of me?" 

He chuckles, "My love, of course, I was afraid at first when I learned that you are a vampire but that doesn't change the fact that I still love you. I don't want to change anything about you, Emilee." He stands up and traps me between his body and the wall. 

My breath gets stuck in my throat, considering I certainly didn't expect this to happen. Unconsciously, I trail my hand up his chest to cup his neck and pull him down to me. I kiss him deeply, almost as if this kiss would save my life; I hear a moan escape his throat. His free hand travels down to my butt, squeezing it lightly, and causing me to gasp. This gives Alois the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, exploring everywhere, fighting my tongue for dominance. 

"Alois." I moan out. "Take me..."