Perfect (A Jacob Black Story)

42- Celestine

*Winter’s Pov*

As soon as I felt his lips touch mine I woke up with a jolt and felt like I am such a horrible woman,  a worthless mother and a very unfaithful wife. I groaned as I tried to shake off the memory of that bad dream…of him touching me and of me being responsive to his touches. I simply don’t know what the hell is going on right now or if this is even normal and right now all I want is to be held by my husband who is half way around the world. I would’ve been in his arms if I didn’t decide to come with Alec in this Godforsaken place called Voltera. It is beautiful, amazing and I am sure I would enjoy coming over again and this time visiting with my family and without constantly worrying that we would be vampire food at the end of the day. That was the least of my concerns right now, I am actually more concerned about what happened in my dream…what was I doing with Caius and why did I feel that we have this connection which is absolutely crazy because I’ve only seen him earlier and I certainly cant call seeing him in the flesh because he’s already dead…way past saving and I sure as hell didn’t want to associate myself with the likes of him. He simply screamed of danger and something more cruel and evil than that but hell why was I kissing him and why did it look like that I was enjoying it?!

‘oh Jake…I am so sorry for leaving suddenly.’ I murmured as I buried my face deeper in the sheets suddenly feeling unsafe and alone and wishing I am with my family and enjoying the comforts of home and not in this lonely place which totally gives me the creeps.

I didn’t want to cry but I have to let my fear out, to let my frustrations out. Looks like coming here wasn’t a good idea after all, I removed the sheets covering my face and stared up the ceiling wishing and willing for it to have the answers that I so need and want. It took an extreme amount of efforts for me to not touch my wolf pendant and call for Jake or call for my family with the use of our mind link but I made my choice and this is where it brought me. I sighed as I told myself to rest even for a couple of hours but with my mind full of questions and lingering images of that blonde vampire with dark amber like eyes I got up and started pacing. I was about to open the door to maybe find something out when I heard a soft knock and what seemed to be a rustle of papers or clothes as if the person on the other side of the door was in a hurry to leave. I looked down on the floor and found a portrait or was it a black and white snapshot that was yellowed on the sides and it should be moth eaten but it looked like it was well taken care of.

‘who the heck would send me this? What did you get yourself into Winter Rose Black?!’

I sighed as I picked up whatever it is was on my bedroom floor…and I wish I didn’t do that for what I saw there only bothered me even more. It was a picture of Caius with a girl in his arms, he looked different here…he seemed warm, more capable of feeling…more human. He looked totally different from the cold blood sucker that I saw earlier but what hit me to the core was the girl who was looking up at him with so much love and devotion, she was ready to give him the world and as I looked closer I could see my very own reflection…the girl he had in his arms was a lot like me…or is she me from another lifetime? How is that possible? This isn’t going too well…I have too many questions and I know the only one who can answer all of them was the man himself. I sighed as I lifted the protection spell wrapped around my room and slowly opened the door…then it hit me, where am I going to find him? I certainly didn’t want to go back to where Aro is sitting for I know they’re all currently feasting on human blood right now whether it’s a type o or ab it doesn’t really matter to them, but what if Caius is down there…uh probably eating his fill.

‘way to go Winter…where do I find him now?’

 I murmured as I simply stood in front of a door which was just a few steps away from the bedroom they gave me. I looked around but what I saw was just a dimly lit hallway that seemed endless on both ways. It was the perfect setting for a horror movie and I swear I could even hear my own heartbeat. I decided to just keep walking but before I could do that one of the guards I think he’s name is Felix or hell it didn’t really matter.

‘Master Caius’s room is right beside you…are you looking for him?’

So stoic…yet so impressive, how can he tell? It was then I realized I still have that picture in my hands. I simply nodded and didn’t bother thanking him, I turned around and before I could even knock the door already opened…why should I even be surprise and what these vampires are doing? They probably know I was coming anyway. From where I was standing I could smell the candles from the inside and it seemed very welcoming which was quite weird.

‘I have been waiting for you my love…we have a lot of things to talk about.’

I rolled my eyes and wanted to just run away but there’s this huge part of me that’s telling me to listen to whatever he has to say for it will be good to me.

‘I know you’re very curious…come inside.’

‘can we talk somewhere…somewhere I will be safe.’ I whispered knowing he can hear me anyway ‘I don’t feel safe inside your room.’

He sighed and before I could turn my back and walk away he already softly grabbed my hand and ushered me inside…and like a puppet I simply allowed him to do just that. Not even once did I resist as he assisted me inside his dark yet somewhat comforting bedroom. It was huge compared to mine…and I certainly didn’t see this as a bedroom, it was a house on its own. He had a couch at one end of the room surrounded with lots of pillows and a carpet that suited him for we all know that vampires don’t sleep. I looked around his ‘place’ and marveled at his impressive collection of books, paintings and sculptures, it seemed like in his past life as a man he was very well acquainted and very well educated with the arts and reading. He had dark maroon and gypsy rose damask curtains covered his space, he had scented candles and the place and overall feel of his room was woodsy and mint. Funny I didn’t feel the least bit threatened inside, everything inside his room screamed of class, the old world and something more mysterious. It was as if I was transported back in time in the middle ages as I looked around me, he also had weapons at one end of the room, all sorts of swords and daggers and a crossbow. I walked around a bit more albeit I was careful for I still didn’t trust him, I didn’t want him killing me without me knowing the answers to my questions. The more I looked around the more I find myself wondering what he was like and why did I feel weird around him, the only thing out of place in this medieval room was a very new mac computer on his dark mahogany desk and some papers that seemed like bank statements or finances or whatever they are…uh just how rich are these vampires?

‘far more richer than the Vatican my love…’ he answered in that soft voice of his.

I groaned and looked at him ‘you need to stop doing that! Its creepy!’

He sneered but funny I wasn’t even afraid nor was I offended…just what is he doing to me? Am I not the empath? Am I not in control of my emotions and my thoughts? Why is he making this so hard for me? I decided to just stop and confront him of what I saw in my dream and in the portrait. I handed him that piece of incriminating I don’t even know where to start describing how I felt when I first saw it.

‘can you please tell me what is the meaning of this…’

‘ah I see you found our first picture together my love…the first of very many I believe.’ He said and looked at me with those hypnotic eyes of his that I had to look away ‘how soon you dismiss our love…’

‘our love?! Just what the fuck are you talking about??’

I shouted at him and shook my head as I walked back the way I came in but not before him stopping me and before I knew it he had my back pinned on the door and he was literally so close I could smell him…that sweet scent that I found a bit relaxing and I was fighting it. For crying out loud I am married and a mother! I pushed him away from me but he had me in his strong arms and I know biting him isn’t an option…why would I want to bite granite?!

‘let me go…you’re insane.’

‘am I insane? I have loved you for centuries my dear wife…you were married to me. Your blood calls out for me…they may have changed your name but I know its you…Celestine, my love.’

Here we go again…