Fae Wars: Ice Boundaries

Chapter 1

Ena's POV

I felt Mason's arms wrap around my waist seconds before my face smashed against the ground. I not only heard but I felt the rumble of his laughter through his chest. I felt tiny little pleasurable shocks reverberate through my body where his fingers touched my waist.

I took in a deep breath and was besieged by Mason's heady masculine scent. Something in his smell was reminiscent of my childhood before I was turned into a vampire. Without my consent I felt my eyes drift closed and I was suddenly transported back to my youth.

FLASH BACK

It was a warm sunny day and I was sitting comfortably on the soft sandy beach overlooking a clear blue Marea Neagră. In today's language it's what we call the Black Sea. I couldn't have been more than eight or nine years old. I often climbed down the Cliffside from our home in Romania and sat alone on the beach.

The Marea Neagră was a busy and active port of trade for the Hittite, Carians and my birth people Dacians. I would watch from my vantage point on our private beach and imagine myself as human and still a part of their world. My world was wonderful but at the same time it was very lonely. I was born a Dacian princess but was gifted to my new vampire parents when they saved us from an attack by Scythians.

It would have been a blood bath. There was no way the Dacia people could have won. In desperation my birth father had sent messengers deep into the Carpathian Mountains seeking the dark one. It was believed the dark one was stronger than a hundred men and capable of winning a war on his own. The price for his help was my life and this piece of land our home now sat on.

I heard my new mother walking towards me and I knew she would demand that I came inside and protected my skin from the rays of sunlight. I felt my heart race at the thought of having to say in that dank dark place with the two of them. I hated both of them for steeling the sun from me. I knew that someday I would be just like him but today I was still able to tolerate the sun. I looked up and stared directly into the light until my vision blurred. Satisfied that I would be unable to see my new father feed from the humans he kept chained in the barn. I turned from my warm beach and headed back into my lonely cold home.

I shook my head and forced thoughts of my youth from my mind. How strange that his smell had carried me back there. How odd that my heart pitter pattered like a small defenseless human child. Why after all of these years to think of things best forgotten. I forced myself to my feet and prepared to put the youngin in his place. He was not my beloved. I'd already loved and lost him.

I am an ancient vampire and am one of the oldest beings alive on earth. Only my vampire father and my dear friend Rashidi are older than me. I have had a good and happy life despite the initial pain and loss of moving from my birth parents to my vampire parents. I spent hundreds of years with my only love. Then when his time came I kissed my beloved goodbye and felt the best half of my soul die with him.

I finished raising my adopted son alone and even helped raise my grandson. With little left to look forward to I often found myself thinking of the afterlife. A place where my soul could be reunited with my beloved. With my courage and pride wrapped smugly around me I allowed my eyes to slowly lift up to the young boy who still had the nerve to have his arms wrapped firmly around my waist. I intended to give him a what for and how to and a why not when to my utter surprise and shock my vision blurred as if I stared into the sun itself.