Bound

His Lady | EVA

Vampire-human hybrids? Was that really a thing? I cocked a brow to her but still went for the book shelf to skim a few pages.

Gold and black spelled out an endless selection of titles on their spines. My eyes darted back and forth, searching for even a slightly relevant title while still keeping sight of a suspicious Yvette.

"So what's been going on with you?" Yvette asked as she went over the words of her chosen book.

I peered over at her as I pulled my first title of interst.

"Nothing much... Well beside the thing everyone thinks Hale and I have going on."

She broke into a lighthearted giggle.

"Well, that's absurd."

"Very."

I read the title page of my book, ANATOMY OF SPECIMEN. A quick flip through proved it informational until another flip of a page brought me to mentions of some bizarre ideas.

"Rumors keep spreading and a lot of people think he treats me better than the-..."

Werewolves and faeries? That was only the begining of the bat-shit crazy ideas it mentioned.

And I thought vampires were weird.

"He does, Eva."

I looked over at her. I rolled my eyes over back to my book, taking in a sharp breath wanting to sigh in annoyance that she believed it too.

"Eva he cares about you... Maybe even in ways a lord shouldn't. Whether you believe it or not, he's too friendly with you and it shows."

"Hale? Friendly?" I laughed. "If Hale's being friendly with me, then I'm the Lord and he's the servant."

Yvette gave a small laugh.

"According to some people here you might as well be." She plopped her book closed, and I did the same to mine as I came upon a chapter of interest.

If only she knew the true reason behind his "friendliness". If she still talked to me like this way, so innocently, then maybe Ms. Lovett hadn't told her the full story yet. Maybe she hadn't told her the real reason me and Hale seemed "close," and a part of me hoped she wouldn't.

"Here."

I passed the page folded book along to her. She took it into her hands, grasping it with raised brows.

"The last few chapters get into some... weird stuff. Like research on vampire-human hybrids."

She nodded.

She took the book, pressing it to her chest as she continued to stare me down. She took interest in my eyes that she examen one by one. Her deep red irises darted back and forth searching for something she seemed to have trouble finding. It took me only a confused stare and a second thought about the book before I realized what she was searching for.

She knew.

"I was born human." I blurted out.

Her eyes jolted to a halt. They stared dead into mine.

"I still am human, Yvette, and I don't know where Ms. Lovett is getting her crazy ass theories from, but I am one thousand percent sure that I came from a human mother and another son of a bitch, human father."

She shook her head.

"You might not be a hybrid, but you sure as hell aren't human."

"And why do you say that? What even gives you the right to make these accusations?" I asked.

I tucked my arms over my chest.

She examined me further, her eyes drifting up and down my body, from my hair to my oddly smooth feet. I wanted to shuffle and squirm under her uncomfortable gaze, but I remained still. I stood firm against her and Lovett.

"You arrived here with a fragile, broken body, and suddenly today, not a single imperfection to be found. And what gives me the right? I'm a vampire. And I look out not just for my people but for the best interest of Hale and the entire royal family. "

And there went this royal shit again that I still didn't understand.

I would have blown a headgasket with a vampire who talked to me like this when I first arrived. But this time, I didn't get angry. I wanted to, but I didn't yell or curse. I didn't want be who I was when I first came here.

So, I smiled.

"Its amazing what happens, when someone isn't living every day of there life in fear." I took a step closer to her.

"And every moment in pain." I drew even closer.

"And every second of their life dealing with sick in the head blood suckers to whom human life means nothing." My heels clacked with one last echo as I stopped inches away from her stone face, appearing paler than normal. "But who's watching our backs."

I smacked the book out of her hands. It hit the floor with a thud, echoing through the library.

"You see there's a thing called "privilege" something that alot of vampires like you don't understand and even more animalistic demons like you will never get, but until you've been hit, beaten and bled warm blood for something that was out of your control, for a situation that you were trapped in, and because of a species that has no sense of empathy, you have no right to tell me what I am and am not."

She nodded, her tongue bitten between her teeth and her lips sealed for the rest of the night.

"You wanna know what I am? A woman. One that refuses to take this type of shit from you, or Lovett, or anyone."

I turned on my heel and left, being sure my steps could be heard as I walked away.

"Oh. And Yvette?" I stopped to look over my shoulder. "Please, do not talk to me about this nor involve me in your outlandish idea again. And this isn't me asking."

With those final words, I left. Down the hallway, I rounded a corner where I sank back against the wall, hands grasping the shirt over my fast beating heart.

"Dumbass!" I said to myself in a whisper.

I sat alone in this empty hallway, along with whoever this woman was against the wall.

I just told off and threatened a vampire. It's different to be belligerent. It's different to fight and scratch and name call, but the way I just spoke to her... I felt like I was one of them.

She could tell Hale. She could tell Lovett. She could have me killed so where the fuck did I get off talking to her like I was over her. Just because Hale was "friendly" to me meant nothing because he wasn't. I couldnt just walk around like I was the Lady in charge because I wasn't. But who ever that was that came out of me, thought so.

It can't happen again. I can't act like one of them, I can't act like I'm his... I'm not his Lady.