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PRE-PROLOGUE

" maybe one day when the sun rises in the west and stars rain upon us and when we drink cloudless skies and cry gold.

And when that happens I am sure that we will be united as one, then"

~UnWanted


"If only life treated her better.."

PROLOGUE

**

The night was eerily quiet. Cries, groans, and moans didn't fill the air like it usually did. The kingdom of South was unusually very quiet except for the cries of the young ones, that is. The whole kingdom was on alert, the thought that the hybrid king was now in their empire hunting for blood in their forest was something that was nerving and making people frightened. They were terrified for their puny lives, if accidentally the king set foot on the village or some commoner had unknowingly angered the Emperor, he would have the whole villagers head on a golden platter.

The Northern Emperor was irked, he hated how the owls hooted and how the moonlight shone on him, bringing out his dark emerald eyes, which was colder than the ice of Antram and held the golden shine of a true predator. His huge muscled body, swiftly passed from between one tree to another, so fast that even a person of death could not see it.

The moon shone brightly in the dark, bathing herself with the praises she was receiving from the blooming stars around her. A breeze of wind carried the horror of the night through the gravel roads and cobbled paths. Maddening fear collapsed around the people of the dark as they knew that the message that the winds carried out was none other than a warning of the arrival of the Hybrid Emperor.

The Emperor shook his head growling in annoyance, trying to get rid of the honey-cinnamon smell that was haunting him from the moment he stepped upon the cobbled streets of Cornalia. His beast was getting impatient, pestering him, no demanding him to follow the owner of the addicting scent.

He released the growl bubbling up from the inside of his chest. He, including the beast which resides in him, was getting impatient and irritated as the scent teased them, slightly rubbing themselves on the northerner's large body, swirling around in circles right under his nose. He wanted to, no needed to know the owner of the mouthwatering fragrance.

**'Go', **

his beast growled out to him,'Go to it

**

The cries of the 1-year-old baby filled the whole house. The baby's mother, slowly took her tiny bundle of joy in her arms, cradling it to sleep. The baby still didn't stop, no matter how much her mother cooed or sang her the lullaby of death.

"Oh dear" the mother rasped out tilting her head, tired from calming her little daughter's crying.

"What will I do with you?" The young vampire mother chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to her daughter's forehead as her tiny baby started sucking on her little thumb finger.

Slowly and softly the mother placed her now sleeping daughter in the wooden crib. Chuckling slightly at her own offspring as the young one scrunched up her face, missing the touch of her mother.

The curtains swished side to side welcoming the breeze which flowed in through the space between the curtains. The winds started to get stronger and the curtains flew upwards revealing a large silhouette in the dark.

The mother's eyes widened, worry, and slight fear, obviously lying on her eyes. Suddenly a bang echoed throughout the other side of the room. Alarmed and her senses highlighted she tightened her hold onto the baby's crib.

"Richard?" The woman called out, to her beloved, fear lacing her tone. Her eyes glazed, suddenly she felt overpowered, her knees felt weak, she would have surely fallen down if not for her grip on the crib. Leaning her weight on the crib, her eyes washing over her baby.

"R..ich...ar..d?" She called out again, her voice throaty, she was frightened, terrified would be the right word to describe her right now. Her brown eyes represented that of a hurt doe. The aura which surrounded the room was starting to get darker, aroused. It felt like a huge pressure was confining them in a tiny box. Not only did the darkness around the house grew rapidly also did the slight rumbling of the thunderstorm.

"Victoria!" A voice yelled back, filled with worry and hidden fear.

The young mother let out a breath, glad that her mate was here. But that did not ease her nerves nor was she aware of the approaching silent danger.

"...I... Richard.. sta..y th..ere ......I'll be there, now" the woman stuttered out to her husband, relief evidentially underlying in her voice.

The clacking of her feet filled the entire room and just as she stepped into the hallway, the door suddenly snapped shut, her little one trapped. And if possible the aura around the house started to bleed out from the room where her little girl was confined.

"RICHARD!" She screamed out, grabbing the handle of the door with her shaky, wobbly hands trying to open the door. Her actions started to get faster, she kept on pulling on the door handle. Hot tears flushed out of her eyes, her lips wobbled.

Oh dear, what was to happen to her little one.

The man Richard rushed out to the hallway to find his wife banging on the door, fear unleashed lying evidently in her eyes, her hair flying all over, tears flowing down uncontrollably. As if a storm just struck her. But this was worse than a storm.

"R.i..char...d our bab.y is trap...ped, he..lp!" She cried out, fear conquering her entire being, hands on her head as she felt reality hit her. And then she froze as she heard her daughter's cry.

Oh her lovely baby.

**

"Beautiful" the man rasped out, his words shaky and breathy. His black cloak draped over his shoulder, covering the whole of his body.

He kept on circling the crib, squeaks filled the room with the crying of the beauty he spoke of, his weight probably been the cause of the squeaks of the wood underneath his boots.

Mate. Ours

His beast roared out to him, the beast's primal need surfacing over. His beast shook wondering how a creature so young and small could be his mate. Nevertheless, he was satisfied to see his tiny mate.

He loomed over his beloved's petty figure and suddenly the baby stopped crying. Her brown eyes were wide open, curiosity splashed across her doe eyes, her tiny mouth was open slightly, looking at him as if he was the most incredible thing she had ever seen.

He cooed out to her, his knuckles grazing softly on her rosy cheek. The baby giggled, grabbing his large finger with her feeble small ones. He grinned down at her, a huge grin, happy to get a reaction out of his lovely little mate.

"Mine" he breathed out his voice deep and husky as if he was fully and thoroughly satisfied. The baby giggled out aloud, shaking his huge, slender finger around. He tilted his head, embedding her baby face into his heart. Oh heavens, he already loved her.

A bang resounded from the hallway, the sound of someone hitting against the door.

"Open the door!" A stuttering male voice threatened.

He growled back, a growl which shook the whole house, livid at the bland disrespect shown to him. He turned towards the door to behead the insolent commoner who not only was disturbing his precious time with is mate but also disrespecting his authority. Just as he turned on his heels growling under his breath, a small tug came from the baby. Slowly he turned towards the baby. His blood was boiling in anger, not in the right state of mind, and only seeing red, and in that mental state, he made a mistake of doing something he never was supposed to do.

He sank his bloody and sharp fangs on the little baby's neck.

Marking that little one as his Forever and ever.


Translation

Antram- Is the coldest region in the interius world.

Cornalia- The official name of the southern empire.

Valentin: The official name of the northern empire.

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