~Zinniah~

I woke up next to Serge. I sighed and stared at the ceiling as his head was on my chest. I thought about what had happened yesterday and I was getting worried. I knew that was going to happen. It wasn't a dream that I had. It was a vision. I'm getting worried I'll actually lose Serge and die because my mate is dead. I shed a tear but wiped it away. He can't know about any of this. If anything, I need to talk to people who are very wise and know what they are talking about. The elders! The elders can help me. I should talk to Alyx and ask her if I could meet with them. I sighed and tried getting up to go to the bathroom, but Serge had groaned and pulled me closer to him. I giggled and when I moved again he woke up confused.

"Zinniah? Where are you going?"

"To the bathroom Serge. I'll be right back okay?" He groaned but let me go. I kissed his cheek and went to the bathroom to do my business. After I was done I washed my hands and then returned to Serge, but I found the bed empty. What the hell? Where'd he go? I heard a woman moaning in the hallway and walked to the already cracked door. I peeked outside of it and found a woman all over Serge. I became enraged as I saw the one, the only- Alana - all over Serge. He was trying to push her off but she obviously did something to him.

"If I can't have Mordikai, then I'll just have you, Serge." She said his name seductively and I fucking lost it.

"No, the fuck you will not you whore." She sneered at me and then I turned into my poisonous dart flower. She looked confused and laughed.

"You're going to take me out with a fl- Ah!" She ducked as I threw a dart at her from in between my petals. I groaned and turned into a poisonous spider. She was looking around scared because she couldn't find me. I climbed up a wall and jumped onto an area on her body where she wouldn't feel me. She freaked as she saw something jump out the corner of her eye. I then bit her on her hip and let go as she went to hit herself.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain before she passed out from my venom. I quickly changed back as guards were running into the hallway.

"What happened? Is everyone okay?" They saw Alana on the floor and sighed.

"What did she do now?" A guard answered in a monotone voice. How much bullshit has this child done?

"She tried getting with Serge." The men sighed and dragged her ass away.

"Well, she looks terrible, was she poisoned or anything?" One of the guards seemed curious, yet worried.

"In a way, yes," I said curtly. The man nodded and told the others to take her to the medical wing. I sighed and looked at Serge. His eyes were red and he seemed to be shaking.

"Serge? Baby? What's wrong?" I tried coming closer but he moved away.

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"Don't. My urges, I can't control them for much longer." I grew scared. Was he going to die?

"Come on into our room. I'll lock the door and I'll tell someone to bring in a fresh kill."

"There's no time. Just please, I can't have you around. I'll hurt you." He needed blood and he needed it now. How can I help? I got an idea and dragged him into our room and locked the door.

"Zinniah! What the hell are you do- fuck." I grabbed a pocket knife Amorelli gave me and made a cut on my arm. It wasn't deep enough to kill me, just enough for him to have some.

"Serge, this is just to hold you off. I trust you enough to know what you're doing and to hold yourself back. Please. You need this. I'm not taking no for an answer." He groaned but kept looking at my arm. He gave in and grabbed my arm gently.

"I'll try to make it not hurt my water lily." I nodded and I saw his fangs elongate. I gasped and became slightly aroused. It was pretty sexy.

And then he bit my arm.

It didn't hurt too bad, but it certainly wasn't pleasant. He was sucking on my arm and he was moaning.

Is he just relieved or is he becoming aroused as well?

When he looked up both my questions were answered - yes. He looked much better but he was staring me down with lust. I gasped and he walked to the bathroom. He came out with a clean mouth and some gauze. He wrapped my arm up then picked me up and threw me on the bed. He crawled on top of me and I couldn't help but wrap my legs around him. I laughed as he smothered my face with kisses. He nipped my neck several times and I let out a few gasps. He chuckled but stopped after another few bites and just stared lovingly into my eyes.

"Thank you, my wonderful cherry blossom. I knew I needed blood but I didn't want to leave your side. Not after everything that has happened. I couldn't risk you getting hurt or kidnapped so I didn't go out to hunt and I don't trust anyone else here except for a spare few and-" I cut him off with a kiss. I giggled and he pulled me closer.

"Serge, it's fine. Just tell me when you need to go hunting or something and I'll even go with you. And if it gets as bad as before then we can go somewhere in private and I can give you some of mine until you can eat. Just don't make it a habit. Okay, baby?" I was totally understanding. I can only try to understand what he goes through with that burden of needing blood. And for having to deal with it for one hundred plus years? I could never handle it.

"Thank you Zinniah. I really do appreciate it." We smiled and cuddled one another as he put on a movie. I loved just sitting around watching the television with him. After a movie, I got up and stretched. I got up and started getting changed into more proper attire. I put on a two-piece dress. The skirt was red with pink flowers, and the top was light pink. I then slipped on some red heels to go along with it.

"Where are you going?" Serge got up really quick and started to get worried.

"I'm gonna visit my parents and then visit Amorelli in the hospital. Would you like to join me?" I asked as I started putting make-up on.

"Yeah, just give me a moment." He walked into the walk-in closet to get changed. By the time he had come out, I have already done a light pink smokey eye and completed my make-up routine. He had walked out with black dress pants, black dress shoes, and a white button-up. He fixed his hair in the mirror while looking at me.

"Zinniah, baby, you don't need make-up. Why do you want to wear it?" I blushed and stood up.

"Because I want everyone to know what is yours by being beautiful." He chuckled.

"If you want everyone to know your mine then I should just mark you." He nipped my neck and walked away.

"Bastard," I mumbled and he turned around.

"What you say?" He gave me a look, daring to repeat myself.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I smiled innocently and he chuckled.

"C'mon, we have places to go and people to see." He held the door open for me, and as I walked through he slapped my ass.

"That's for calling me a bastard."