Tu es à Moi

Back with the monsters

Days turned into restless nights as I prepared myself to face the monsters again. The dread of returning to that mansion loomed over me like a dark cloud, but the thought of Edward's words echoed in my mind: You need to embrace who you are.

With determination simmering beneath my skin, I donned my favorite black outfit—a fitted leather jacket over a simple black tank top, paired with dark jeans and combat boots. I looked every bit the vampire warrior I was meant to be, ready to confront my past and the monsters lurking in the shadows.

After a quick farewell to my mom, who was none the wiser about my plans, I hopped into my car and sped through the forest, my heart racing with each passing tree. The mansion stood at the center, imposing and dark, a reminder of the chaos that awaited me within its walls.

As I pulled up to the gate, I hesitated, my hand hovering over the door handle. What if they weren't welcoming? What if I was just a target in their twisted games? But then I remembered Edward's smirk and his unwavering belief in me, and I steeled my resolve.

The guards recognized me immediately and opened the gates without question, allowing me entry. The mansion loomed overhead, its gothic architecture a stark reminder of the power it contained. I stepped out of the car, taking a deep breath, and approached the entrance.

The heavy doors creaked open, and the cool air enveloped me as I stepped inside. The grand foyer was just as I remembered—opulent yet foreboding. A shiver ran down my spine as I felt the familiar weight of eyes watching me. But this time, I was ready.

"Ah, if it isn't our wayward granddaughter," a smooth voice drawled from the shadows. It was the queen, her presence commanding and unnerving. "What brings you back to our humble abode?"

I squared my shoulders, refusing to let her intimidate me. "I'm here to train. I need to prepare for what's coming."

She raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Training? How quaint. And you believe you'll find what you need here?"

"Yes," I replied firmly. "I know this is where I belong. You may not like it, but I'm ready to confront my past—and you."

Her laughter echoed through the halls, chilling me to my core. "You think you can challenge us? You're still just a little girl playing with fire."

"Not anymore," I shot back, surprising even myself with the conviction in my voice.

Before she could respond, another figure emerged from the shadows—the monster I had encountered before, a terrifying mix of elegance and danger. "You've returned," she said, her voice smooth as silk. "How brave of you."

"I'm not afraid of you," I declared, my heart racing but my resolve steady. "I'm here to prove myself."

She studied me with a calculating gaze, and for a moment, I felt the weight of her judgment. "Very well. If it's a challenge you seek, you shall have it. But know this, Gregoria: the path you tread is fraught with danger, and not everyone who walks it survives."

"I'm not here for survival. I'm here to thrive," I replied, my voice unwavering.

"Then let us begin," the queen said, gesturing toward the grand staircase that spiraled into darkness. "Follow me, and we'll see if you truly possess the strength you claim to have."

As I ascended the stairs, I felt the thrill of adrenaline coursing through my veins. This was it—the moment I had been waiting for. I was finally stepping into my power, ready to embrace the darkness that lay ahead.

The hallway opened up into a vast training room, complete with weapons, obstacles, and everything a warrior could need. "Here, you will learn the ways of our kind," the queen instructed, her eyes narrowing. "Prepare yourself, Gregoria. This is only the beginning."