Chapter 23

+alania's point~of~view+ Bad luck always came my way. Been in that same routine for more centuries than I could remember. Gotten used to it, though and since then, it has not bothered me. Of course, the beautiful Jay had to entice me into actually feeling hurt again. He was sitting on the edge of his bed, legs crossed and charm devouring me all over again. "What the fuck do mean by that?" I hissed, glaring into those eyes of his. "I mean that I cannot play this little game anymore, Alania. You know that I already have a girl in my life," he said, maintaining his calmness. "Forget about her..." "I cannot for she is the one I am destined to spend the rest of my immortal life with." "Jay, you have forgotten that you walked out of her life. If you want her that badly, why did you leave?" "Because I was frightened. Frightened of losing her in the chaos that makes up this brute force that you gave me called vampirism!" I rushed at him, grabbed his throat, knocked him to the mattress and growled, "You hate it, then? How about I take it away before you can say the word?" A demonic chuckle vibrated in his delicate throat, "Alania, you know you cannot for you love me too much. I seduce you by just using my eyes and raping your psyche. Still feel like introducing me to demise? Do it, but remember that you will hate yourself if you do." My hand pulled away from his neck and Jay's eyes were atrocity slits as he glared up at me. The gouges from my long nails that were in his throat started to heal into nothing like the incident had never happened. Then, my dead heart sunk and I felt hopelessness. I could not fight this losing battle anymore. Jay belonged to the enchantress Rita and Rita was one with the bewitching Jay. All tales, macabre or heavenly, must come to an end, I assumed. With my face tightly drawn, I whispered, "Go then." Before he could utter a syllable, I turned away and crossed my arms. Blood tears were brimming in my eyes. What was this? This was a sign of weakness! I, Alania, was heartbroken. Oh, Lucifer and the Fallen Angels, guide me through this! Jay's soft footsteps pulsed in my mind and the creaking of the duo doors opening and slamming shut made me wince. I lifted my head, my hands nestled tightly in my hair and the rough feel of the backs of my diamond earrings penetrated them. Then, I remembered Jacoby. Jayden's Jacoby. The vampire I had almost murdered in my jealous rage over how SHE could maintain something so beguiling, so precious and I could not. Nicole and Lee had chic Children too, but they would die fighting before I could control them. Jayden was easier to break since she was Paige's weak Child. Why did those two even have the Dark Gift? What did I see when I drained Paige? Well, one thing's for sure... My stubborn, wicked self will not leave until I get what I want... to be continued...