Captured By A Ruthless Vampire King

Hey, love bugs.

I’m back for good. I’m so, so so, sorry for my sudden departure and I can all but pray that you guys can find it in your heart to forgive me.

For the first time in history, I had a moment of writer’s block that I believe was triggered by my depression. This pandemic has hit me hard and my heartaches, triple stacks over. Needless to say, I managed to fight back. I’m here. I’m alive. I’m standing.

Love is powerful. The force of nature emotion can be your strength and your sorrow. It can take you by storm, like a tornado crushing a land with a vicious twist or it can be your rainstorm, a shower of love.

Love is a force to be reckoned with. The emotion can wreck you, heal you, or both... Love is Love, such a powerful force.

A force of Love

-Queen of the walk.

(Recap)

Unedited.

Embry’s POV.

“It was you,” I whisper in awe as I take in the story that I’ve been told over and over since I was a pup. “You were the vampire that came to my people’s rescue, saving thousands and delivering my mother pu-,” I pause.

Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess!

“You, you, you—-,”

“Yes,” she smiles as scarlet drips flow freely from out of her eyes. “I saved your life Embry and promised your mother that I will always be there to protect you no matter what and that caused me everything. My title, my properties, and my lands were stripped away and passed down to my heir only because he participated in the takeover, other than that we would have nothing,”

“And that’s the reason why you stopped campaigning for species equality because you can’t but you still manage to,”

“Take a stand throughout my heir who is now mated to a very special she-wolf, who happened to be born on the Luna Passing day,” she smiles, more to herself than to me. “The same she-wolf pup that I risked it all for,” she smiles wider as she walks back over towards me.

Then, Lady Katherine lifts my chin with her finger and stares me directly in my eyes as she says, “Your Union to my nephew is much bigger than your family or my own. The chosen one has arrived and she will need all the back up that she can get on her tragic journey. All of your stories have been written way before either one of you decided to flip the first page of the book,”

“One thing that we all knew about your mother was that she believed in fate. She valued your Goddess gifts and would have cherished any one of them for the rest of eternity,” she cries her heart out to me without breaking her smile.

“You were your mother’s most valued gift, Embry. You are your people’s most valued gift, Embry. You are the one and my nephew is your destiny and together the both of you will play a major part in what’s to come,”

“Eight Kings and Eight Queens shall be the worlds Happy ever after,”

A little while has passed since Aunt Katherine and I had our conversation and I’m still attempting to put all the puzzle pieces together. As of right now, I still haven’t been able to sit down and sort out any of the pieces, thanks’ to Speck.

She has been holding me against my well, downright refusing to allow me to sit down and think, just so she can as she calls it, “Beauty Proof Me!”

Yes! You heard me right. According to Speck, I need to be beauty proofed before the night’s end.

For what, I don’t have the slightest clue. Speck has downright, refused to tell me any details besides, the fact that I will be attending a vampire event that every single vampire girls dream of attending. According to Speck, this is one of these every girl dream type of opportunities and that is all that I am prohibited to know. I have also been banned from partaking in the beauty proofing process as well. But I really didn’t want to partake in it anyway. I have been too focused on tonight’s upcoming element.

There shall be a full-moon filled with eternal bliss. I can feel it. My entire body is practically humming with the sweet buzz of high anticipation. I’m ready to allow my inner beast to run freely and, so is my wolf.

Tonight truly belongs to her. She will have full control over our body and there is nothing that I’ll be able to do about it, not that I would want to anyway. We’re finally on the same page and plan to keep it that way. Although, I’m still a little distressed about how she treated Aunt Katherine during our first encounter.

Other than that, I’m in an extremely calm mood, which is weird, especially after you consider all of the information that Aunt Katherine laid upon me, but then again it’s not. I’m fully aware that my harmonious energy is being harnessed due to the upcoming June New Moon.

The composed aura is one of the major things that we she-wolves experience during a June New Moon and after everything that I been though during the last moons, I believe that it isn’t a selfish act for me to take a moment just to enjoy my inner peace.

So, I am.

I have been just peacefully sitting in place while the vampire Lady Maria washed, dried, brushed, combed, and then curled my short dark hair. Then, I silently watched her as she placed my hair into an overly glamorous sleek fancy pin-up. Once, she was done I sat back for another vampire Lady by the name of Alice, who began to create a work of art on my face.

Now, that was the longest and most boring part of my beauty proofing experience but she did do one hell of a job if I do say so myself. I look enchantingly beautiful, too beautiful. I don’t even know who this girl is that is staring back at me in the mirror.

“I told you that mama vamp knows best,” gloats Speck from behind me as my eyes briefly lock onto the smug look gracing her flawless face.

“Maybe, I should resign from being your overdramatic mate’s adviser and then place my focus on to a more fruitful career path such as becoming your personal stylist,” she adds in a second later.

“That would be more beneficial to you than me,” I giggle as a tiny smile forms onto my painted pretty pink lips.

“Duh,” she winks, “Extremely beneficial to me, but then again the world would be doomed if Cyrus didn’t have me. He needs me more than he cares to admit, you know?” she sighs. “He gave me the title adviser, but in all reality, I should have been announced as his guider. Cyrus needs my guidance,”

“You’re right about that,” I agree. I haven’t been around Speck and Cyrus for that long to properly evaluate their relationship, but in this short period of time, I have been able to pick on one important detail and that is their bond. When Speck is around she keeps Cyrus level-headed, even though he will never admit it.

Speaking of Cyrus, I miss him. A lot. I haven’t seen him since we have arrived at The Red House and that was hours ago. All of a sudden, my mind begins to drifts off to our time spent while we were in the mountains.

We were all lips, tongue, and twisted limb, just me and him. Oh, my Goddess, that moment in time was so sugary sweet. I can still feel Cyrus’s lips slowly sucking my lips. I can still feel his cool fingers latched on to my waist as his claws gently dug into my skin. I can still feel his tongue plunged into my treasure box, slowly but skillfully sucking my juices. I can still feel him. That is how much I miss him.

I can only hope that he’s missing me as much as I’m missing him because every second of our brief departure is making my heartache.

Speck sudden laughter breaks through my daydream, “Geese, Louis. Ease up, girl! You’ll see him soon,”

Huh? I place my focus back on to Speck, “What are you talking about?”

“Cyrus,” she burst out laughing. “Who else would you be thinking about that would set off your arousals?”

Instantly my face is set on fire and I attempt to hide my blush as I stare at everything other than Speck. Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess! Oh, my Goddess! How embarrassing?

“Unless you are cheating on him with that hunk of a Lycan prince that’s been searching for you,” Speck laughs ten times harder.

The Lycan Prince! “Who, Prince, Ethel?” Oh, my Goddess! “What do you mean that he is,” I begin to question but a sudden knock on the door interrupts me from finishing my question.

Not even a second could pass before; Speck begins to jump up and down like an excited she-wolf on her mating day, “Final, it is here!” she over dramatically squeals while rushing over to open the door.

What’s here? I begin to ask but don’t get a chance because before I have a chance to speak Lady Katherine lady in waiting, Annie walks in with what just has to be one of the most gorgeous charmingly dresses that I have ever laid eyes upon, completely taking my breath away.

Oh, my Goddess!

Embry’s POV.

The corset styled, off the shoulders, floor-length gown appears to be a present sent directly to me from my Goddess herself. The shimmering periwinkle blue gown is made with real crystals and gemstones, but the corset bodice has been tainted with real diamonds. Plus, the voluminous floor-length chiffon skirt has also been embezzled with diamonds.

This is a fairytale of a dress.

Shockingly stunning and I am most certainly shockingly stunned.

I seem to be lost in a dream, stuck in some sort of trace, or have mentally traveled to a faraway land.

Well at least, that’s what it feels like as I stare at myself in the mirror. My mind is blown.

Who is this she-wolf that my hazel eyes see, staring straight, back at me? If I couldn’t recognize myself before, now I really do not.

I mean she looks like me, but then again, she doesn’t. I believe that I’m staring at myself, but then again I look like a stranger. Nevertheless, rather if I’m staring at myself or a stranger the girl that I see is exceptionally beautiful.

In fact, there is no way on this Goddess green earth that I could possibly be staring at me. Embry Destiny Wilde! There is no way.

“You look like an enchantress,” compliments Speck, side glancing at me before she goes back to admiring her own beauty in the mirror and lets’ just take a moment to realize how beautiful she is dressed to impress in her sheer shimmery silver baby doll gown.

Her make is subtle, not that she needs any at all and she went back to blue, wearing a wavy aquamarine wig.

Speck, is the true beauty.

“How do you feel?” she ask me.

“Like my reflection is someone I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

“But that is you, Em gem,” she places her hands down onto my shoulder. “That extraordinary beautiful she-wolf that you see is undoubtedly you and tonight shall be the night of your dreams. No better yet, the time of your life. Tonight will be enchanting,” she dreamingly sighs. “Trust me,”

I still don’t know what tonight intels. “Can you please just tell me what’s going on?” I question her before facing the window and locking on to the rising full moon. Almost immediately, I can feel a surge of intensifying power, flushing through my veins with such force that I can feel electric currents in the center of my chest.

“I can feel it too,” chimes in my wolf. “The time has come,”

“Hey, where have you been?” I ask her. I have barely felt her presence today.

“Preparing,” she chuckles and I swear on the Goddess that I can all but see my wolf smile.

“I told you that it is a surprise,” Speck’s voice draws me back into our conversation. “Just please trust me when I say that you’re going to love it,” she playfully pleads. “Trust me,”

Suddenly, my sensitive ears pick up on footsteps flowed by a loud pounding on the door.

“Your chariot awaits you, Death Trap. Let’s go!”

“Don’t rush the process,” snaps back Speck. “Unless you would like to get your ass handed to you by her mate, “

“Who do you think sent me,” He huffs on the other side of the door. “It’s time,”

“Whelp, Em Gem!” Speck turns to face me while opening the door. My eyes lock on to Gutter and all I can say is, “Wow,”

“I know! I know. I clean up nice,” he brags and I can’t say that I disagree. All vampire men are hot, but as of right now, Gutter is smoking.

He looks rather jazzy wearing a dark gray and black tuxedo with his inky slicked back jet black hair and piercing crystal blue eyes.

“You look gorgeous, your highness,” Gutter butter adds in and all I can do is blush and stare because he is the one who looks gorgeous. Gloriously, gorgeous.

“Take a picture, death trap. It lasts longer,” he suddenly smirks, which causes Speck to do one of her famous eyes before saying, “Oh, Please! You’re not that hot, but anywho let’s go, Em gem. You heard the man, it’s time.”

Yes! It’s time to have the time of my life, even though I have no clue about what this “Quote on Quote Time of My Life Shall Be,” I think to myself before following Speck and Gutter Butter out of the door.

Cyrus POV.

The dark gray with a single button lapel shawl-collared vest and silk gray tie shall appear to be one hell of pair while standing beside my breathtakingly beautiful beloved as she wears her peri-winkle blue mating gown, tonight during the ceremony.

I’m way passed the point of over-joyed as the time for our ceremony draw closure. This is the moment in time that I’ve been waiting for my entire lifespan to find, even though I never knew that this was what I’ve been searching for. Embry.

My heart has yearned for Embry. To me, she is the brightest star under starlight.

She is the reason for existence and the reason that I was created for, for sure.

And tonight I will declare my love for her, werewolf style with the mating ceremony of her dreams. That is the least I can do since I’m the reason that she isn’t going to have the traditional mating ceremony that she waited for.

That is the least I could do. I know how much Embry wants her family present and I wish with all my heart that I could present her with that gift. I even had Gutter track down that she-wolf cousin of hers down, hoping and praying that she would attend, for Embry sake but that mutt… I mean girl is a Wilde wolf and all Wilde wolves are just as stubborn as they come. In other words, she ripped up my invention and then through it in Gutter’s face before flicking him off. She’s a dramatic little mutt.

Fuck. I meant girl.

Fuck, I really need to break that habit. Blood God, please help me.

“You look spectacular,” compliments my dearest aunt Katherine for what seems like the thousandth time. “Your parents would be so proud,” her voice begins to break at the exact moment that I decide to gaze into her teary expressively deep almond-colored eyes.

“You promised that you won’t bring my parents up or cry, Matusa,”( Auntie) I sigh before pulling her into my arms. I hate it when she does that, bringing my parents up but most importantly, I hate it when she cries.

“You hate it when I cry,” she calls me out as she lays her head on my chest.

“Da, Matusa,”(Yes, Auntie). “I do,” I admit. “You’re too good of a person to cry.”

“Nonsense,” she says while breaking away. “I’m no saint and you know it, but it doesn’t matter either way. These are tears of joy,” she smiles at me. “I’m so, so, so proud of you, Cyrus Ettore. I’m so proud,”

She then strokes my cheeks and I feel the pride that she feels for me rushing through our bond. I close my eyes, mentally imprinting every second of this moment. There are not too many days that I get to feel the emotion of pride running through my aunt and I bond.

Now, don’t get me wrong I know without a doubt that she will always love and protect me. And I know that she will have my back, rather if I’m right or wrong. There is no bound as far as her loyalty goes when it comes to me, but I’m also aware that she doesn’t approve of my decisions most ok the time,

And when I say most, I mean ninety-nine point nine percent of the time)

So, yes! With that being said, it is really satisfying to hear and feel how proud she is of me.

So, got damn good! As far as I’m concerned Aunt Katherine and Embry’s opinion about me are the only ones that matter.

Oh, and Speck’s sometimes, believe it or not!

“Thank you, matusa,” I find myself saying.

“For what?”

“For loving me unconditionally. For stepping up to become my mother, father, prosecutor, lawyer, and judge. For everything,”

She smiles at me. “Te iubesc, nepot,”( I love you nephew)

“Si eu te iubesc, matusa,”( I love you too, auntie)

Her smile widens before her eyes make their way back up to look at my hair and then she decides to run her hands throughout it. “It is so smooth and velvety. Embry is going to fall deeper in love without you when she sees you if that is even possible.”

“I hope so,” I take a deep breath. “I can only hope that tonight is as magical to her as it shall be to me,”

“It will be,” Aunt Katherine ensures me with a smile. “I promise you that she will love it,”

“Even though none of her family members are present,” I ask the question of the hour.

“You are her family now, Cyrus,” my aunt doesn’t waste any time answering me. “Now come, you have an adorable little she-wolf to meet at the altar. We can’t be late for your surprised union,”

No! We can’t and I won’t I think to myself as I hold open the door for my aunt and then walk out behind her.

“I still can’t believe you cut your hair,” she smirks as we make our way towards the grand staircase, and one step closer to Embry and I fairytale wedding. Our mating ceremony…

Embry’s POV.

I follow behind Speck and Gutter deep into the woods feeling rather puzzled. For the life of me, I can’t figure out what’s going on?

My wolf, on the other hand, is radiating with pure excitement. She is anxiously waiting for her time to take control.

My eyes lock onto the brilliantly rising New Moon. At its peak tonight it shall be rosy, I can't wait. The astronomical body is positioning itself to be in the front and center, radiating in its glory and the only source of light. The starry night sky is the most fascinating shades of dark blue and indigo but also stained with shimmering diamond-like shaped stars.

It’s such a striking sight to behold, so, untamable but yet exquisite.

My heels fiercely crunch overtop of the smooth, powdery fresh bed of snow, although I don’t feel a cold sensation thanks to the periwinkle blue silk skirt that drapes the forest floor.

I can smell the fresh scent of pine booming from the snow-crusted pine trees as ice-cold snow flacks land onto the tip of my nose.

The cold wind gently brushes my face, feeling like the softest pair of lips pecking my cheeks. I feel alive.

The three of us continue to silently walk deeper into the forest. It takes us about five minutes to finally reach a clearing filled with ivory candles lite pure silver Jaquelin lanterns.

Not even a second, could past before my ear detects an astonishingly sweet soft ballad blowing along with the song of the wind. I begin to search for the source of the harmonious sound.

My wolf howls in pure joy inside of my head as my nostrils flare widely, taking a deep whiff of the thick, intoxicating smell of musky smoke and pine needles. I can feel the heat from the flame washing over me and heating up my cheeks before my eyes lock on to the yellow and orange kaleidoscopic flame burning beautifully from afar.

Out of nowhere, Gutter Butter lifts me up from off the ground and before I could object, or even react for that matter we appear in front of a periwinkle open-top tent that is decorated with tons on top of tons of fresh white orchids and complete with a subtle-yet-stunning diamond-encrusted shimmer silver archway.

The bright blazing and beautiful bonfire that I was able to smell sits in the center.

Oh, my Goddess!

My mouth drops and my eyes widen instantly. It appears to be a setting straight from out of a fairytale story.

“What a beautiful sight to behold,” howls my wolf.

“Such a beautiful sight,” I add-in. “It feels like…”

“Home,” we say in unison.

I’ve never and I mean ever seen such a magnificent sight before.

“May I, death trap,” Gutter chimes in gaining my attention. “I know that I’m not your father, or nowhere near close but I have sworn an oath to honor, cherish and protect you with my life. You have such a beautiful soul and it shall be my pleasure,”

“No, my honor to play such a significant role in one of the most special days of your life,” he breathes to me. “Will you please grant me the lovely honor of walking you down the aisle,” he pleads before holding out his hand for me to take.

As on cue, the harmonious beautify ballad begins to float into my ears once again as a sea full of beautiful people dressed to impress, vampires and humans alike turn around to look at me but my eyes are lock onto the beholder of such a fascinating pair of golden shaded orbs, which sparks a feverish heat to surge straight into the center of my core.

Cyrus. My entire heart…. My soul… My world… My entire universe…

A single tear of joy trails down my face before a flood of tears follows its lead. I can’t believe this. I can’t think, speak, or breathe. I’m… I’m… I’m loved.

With that thought, I place my hand into Gutter’s hand to take.

“Yes! I will be honored if you give me away to my mate, although you can’t truly give away what has already been given,” I pause and then place my eyes back onto Cyrus’s golden ones.

“I’m already his,”

I’m his.