Realization

STEPHANIE'S POV:-

I could not believe someone just kissed the hell out of me. I had never been kissed and if kisses were like those sparkly volts then…hell! I would love to have them again. I was standing beside my kissable husband. He had his hand behind the small of my back while he talked to some noble men. People eyed me annoying and I could guess why. I did cause a lot of trouble and our kind was not patient and I am not the one who wouldn't care. It was tearing me apart. My veil had been taken off and my gown had been changed. Thanks to Annie, she kept a spare wedding gown in the carriage. It was light yet fancy but I could easily walk in it. It did not have a puffy skirt to acquire a whole acre of land.

Adrian looked good in his black royal suit with a touch of gold in it. He had his other hand resting on his sword while he confidently introduced men and women to me but I couldn't hear him. I was just thinking about my doom. People of Vampshire had left a long time ago for their festivals back there and my family did not bother wish me even a single word of prosperity. I was brought back to the present by a very familiar voice. I saw a couple standing in front of us with a sympathetic smile. The man in brown royal attire and the woman in an emerald gown which did not work to hide her huge stomach.

"It's an honor to have you here, King Asher."

Adrian welcomed him in his beautiful thick coated voice. I beamed at Sapphire as she ran and hugged me. Asher looked at us with a toothy grin as I felt Adrian moving aside. I hugged her back and she pulled resting her hand over her tummy and I saw Adrian and Asher walking to the blood buffet.

"Steph, I am really sorry. We could not hide you well."

She was almost gonna cry so I held her hands and caressed them. A tear escaped her eyes. Those mad pregnancy hormones! I wiped it aside and dragged her with me to a far corner near the beautiful flower beds. It was the only place where no one was interested.

"Phire, I am not sad. This is the new chapter of my life and I know a lot is not going to change but a little hope can do no wrong. I just wish for a life if there is any."

"How much I know Adrian, he is not that bad. You will survive."

I scoffed at her remark and she cracked a smile.

"How's the baby?"

A mischievous look formed on her face as she pointed two fingers grinning like a maniac. Now, that got me confused. I looked at her as she almost jumped at me.

"I am having twins. A witch told me."

I am surprised and extremely happy. It's like a great package. Buy one get one free. We giggled like girls when someone interrupted us. It was the ceremony witch. She walked close to us and bowed. I smiled at her and Sapphire excused herself as she can't stand long. It was winter season but due to the spell casted for today it felt warm but she was almost wearing nothing. Her pale skin shinning under the moon light as her dark eyes shimmered. The straight veil of red looked redder in dark.

"Life beheld a new test for you ahead."

She stroked my cheek and leaned in me almost inhaling me in. I stumbled back as she did something and her gleaming face turned in a serious one. I was breathing heavily and a fresh pain was there in my chest as if someone shoved me hard over there.

"What did you do?"

She did not say anything and opened her portal. It was pitch black with smoke rising around it. She stepped in it and turned. I could only see her shadow but I knew she was still there. Then her voice rang in my ears and I could not understand what she meant.

"Nothing lasts forever whether it's pain or happiness."

Why would she say that and vanish in the air leaving no sign of her presence. She was suspicious and something inside me said to believe her but why her words sounded so much...

"You enjoy that witch's company more than me, huh?"

ADRIAN'S POV:-

She turned to me in haste and at a point I thought she might have cracked her neck. She was standing far away from the reception ground. The moon light shimmered on her fair skin as if she was radiating it. Her new gown looked stunning on her slim figure. I was taking her in from head to toe and admiring her beauty. How can someone make such a beauty? And the beauty is mine; all mine. My eyes toured her figure when they caught the sight of her floral tiara. The tiara did justice with her beauty. I strode toward her as she clasped her hands near her abdomen. She was hiding her eyes from me and had her bottom lip between her teeth. My desire for her was rising but she looked unfazed. I would appreciate a little attraction for your husband, dear. I slightly adjusted the tilted tiara over her head and stroked her hair. She did not like my touch and did not show any sign that my touch affects her in anyway.

She stepped back and I felt rejected but kept myself calm and resolute. I watched her as she managed to finally look at me. I caught the sight of her blue eyes. Those blue eyes were amazing and enchanting. I could spend centuries looking in them. She had her eyes on my face too and for a moment I thought she might have felt something but then she spoke.

"I think w-we should head back."

She started walking and almost crossed me when I took hold of her arm and pushed her in me. She looked shocked but did not move because I had already caged her in my arms. Her head was directed at my chest and I admired her this closely until she started to struggle under my hold. I tightened my grip on her and started whistling randomly.

"Everyone is watching. Let loose."

"Nah, you are my wife. No one has a problem and I have been noting your discomfort with me so I thought to have a little chat with you but you started to run from me again. Also you didn't‎ answer my question."

She kept silent and I saw her eyes getting darker for a second but I kept her close and continued.

"Stephanie, When was the last time you drank?"

I saw her tension and nervousness was speaking to me more than her. She did not answer me so I forced her chin up so our eyes met and what I did hurt me but what choice did she leave me with? I knew she wouldn't answer so I used my compulsion. It is great to be a pure blood.

"Answer me, Stephanie. When was the last time you drank?"

Her pupils dilated along with me. She would feel weak after this compulsion so I held her tight as her pink lips started to form words.

"Few days ago", she answered as her legs buckled and she lost her balance. I scooped her in my arms and she rested her head in my neck. I planned one thing and that was to use this compulsion often for such results. I walked her back to the reception when several eyes followed us. I was holding my wife, did they have any problem. I ignored their gazes and sat at a far end of the buffet table with my bride in my arms. She had her eyes slight shut as if she was drunk and she looked mesmerizing. I held the blood goblet to her mouth and she drank it slowly. When she was done, I licked the blood flowing down her mouth and she made a face in disgust and I loved it. She nuzzled closer to me and mumbled something. I had a good hearing so I heard it crystal clear.

"Why your touch feels so good?"

I rocked her like a baby but the truth was that she sat me on fire. I wanted to scream and tell her that she was my mate but I wanted her to find out herself and by Asher I knew she was a year younger than me so few months and she would know. Her weariness was vanishing and she would be in her senses and might be shocked at our position but I like to discover her different facial expressions. Also, I was thinking that she did not like my touch but I was wrong and I was so happy to be wrong for the first time. I was so excited for tonight. I would bed her and make her mine.

She stirred on my lap and I laid her over the chair and sat over my knee in front of her. Her blue eyes looked puzzled as she rubbed them like a child and stood. She looked tired but not that much.

"Adrian, when will we leave?"

"If you want to leave now then we can go."

She nodded her head and I excused myself from the reception before riding the carriage with her. I was sitting opposite to her looking at her face while she kept her eyes down and was playing with the fabric. I didn't know why but I could read her like an open book. She was nervous now and was trying to keep herself busy to avoid any contact. I cleared my throat and gained her attention while her grip tightened over her dress.

"Did you like the decorations?"

What the hell, Adrian! What kind of a question is this? I could feel her searching for words but she just forced a smile and nod. Did I just mention, it was a killer smile? My heart was racing and it never happened before and I liked it. Her crystal eyes were speaking enough for her. She was not happy and I understood it. Everything has changed for her. She would take time to adjust and I would be there for her.

"I know it's new but you have to try. It will take time but you will ad-"

��Don't tell me what to do and what not to. I am not a child. And when it comes to try thing I always fail like I did in running. If it were in my hands, I would have never married you."

Her voice held a harsh tone and her words hurt like a knife. Those words, the way she spoke, it dragged me out of the filthy imagination. I remembered the revenge. Even though she was my mate but she ran and my family suffered. Fuck me! How could I forget? How could I fall for her charms? I hate her. I hate her for being my mate. Thankfully our mate relations were not like werewolves' ones. Ours were less complicated. It wouldn't hurt me physically to hurt her but the pain was said to be felt more than any other pain. Whatever! I was on my tracks now. No more felling, only revenge. Welcome to hell, princess