Chapter 12

4 days later

"What the hell, Katherine," I start, pretend anger in my voice. " is what you thought I would say."

Katherine stands head down, guilt coming off her in waves. Her tense posture relaxes, then as if jolted by lightning, she looks up at me. I smile sofyly at her.

"So you're not mad," Katherine caution, tip-toeing for my answer.

"Oh I'm livid, not at you presay, but at the situation," I reply, a shiver runs through Katherine. "However, you should know better, and to let Silas tell me rather than yourself. . . I'm disapointed to say the least. "

Katherine's eyes tear up, and she nods her head, as if accepting that, that's how I feel right now. Sadness taints her scent. I pull her into a hug, holding her as I rock us gently.

"Don't cry," I coo, hoping but it seems for not, becasue tears fall on my shirt as she hids her face in my chest, holding tight to me. I let her get it out, rubbing her back.

"Katherine, there's no need to cry. I understand where you come from, I just want you to understand that sometimes when things aren't what they should be, you have to adapt," I explain to a sniffling Katherine. " Yes, you wanted me to be yours only, but now that that's not the case, you have to think logicially, and not out of rage and jealousy."

"For the time that I've been here, I know that you wouldn't want anything bad to happen to me, much less because of the desires you have cloud your mind."

". . . You're right, I just didn't want to accept it. I didn't want to be forgotten within or pushed aside with having seven people altogether," she admits, voice muffled in my chest.

"Katherine, that one thing you don't have to worry about. I will never push you to the side, abandon you, or forget you. After all, you are my wife, and I've always been possessive of what's mine," I smirk.

The tense Katherine relaxes against me, just hugging me tightly. We stay like this for a moment letting the emotions calm and then pull away,

". . .What do you plan to do now?"

"Since I still have a month to train, I will use this time to do so, however I would like to set time to meet the others," I answer.

"Then that's what I'll do, Dear. I have Mr.Kryo waiting for you in the training grounds," Katherine gets pulls away from me, giving me a kiss on the kiss before walking away.

I guess I'm going to have my hands full. I sigh, stress filling my bones. I knew this wasn't going to be easy, now I just have to put myself to the test and dive in. There's no going back,

Taking that resolve, I step out the room too and head towards the training grounds to get started.

***

Katherine"s POV

Sitting in a chair within the lounge area, I call Lilth.

"Yes, Kat?"

"He wants to meet everyone. However, he's training for the trials that's coming up, so come later on."

". . . I'll let the others know. How did he react," Lilth asks, voice going low.

"He took it better than I though," I start. " Dear is open to it, however he wants to get to know us all individually, like he's doing with me. He doesn't want to just be 'married without love'."

The lines goes quiet for a minute before Lilth says, " Even though some of his 'wives' are also 'husbands'?"

"I told him, but I already knew his answer. He's not worried about the gender, but the heart of the person," I chuckle, thinking of his flustered face, trying to explain to me.

"Then we'll be there, at some point," lilth leaves indefinitely, hanging the phone up. Sighing, i raise a finger, summoning a maid.

"What can I do for you, Mistress Katherine?"

"Lilth and the others will be coming over, at whatever time that they do, let them in immediately, then inform me," I command, dismissing her in the end.

"As you wish , Mistress," she bows.

leaning back in the chair, i sigh again for about the nth time. I don't think I stop with anxiety so high, but I don't know why. Dear seems to accept ot at the least, and there may be some bumps, i expect it. But something just tenses in my gut, waiting for something bad to happen. I just hope everything goes well.

Closing my eyes, I rest for a bit.

***

Eowan's POV

GEtting to the training grounds, Silas is off to the side, battling against two Blood servants from the looks of it. They look like their out for blood, however the more I focus, I see that Silas has the upperhand. Blades clash, and sparks fly. Like a fish in water, Silas looks like a natural fighter and fights like one to. He doesn't care for the dirty tactics he uses, to gain an up-one on the opponent, however he doesn't hid behind them. He is fiervy in his attacks but is slippery like an eel when they try to corner him.

"Young Master Silas has grown alot since he started training, however, he was already familiar with the ropes," Mr.Kyro speaks, eyes looking at the same thing I'm seeing. I smile with pride.

"Let's begin," I say turning towards Mr.Kyro.

***

Two weeks have passed, and none of my other soulmates have come. I do still feel them though vague within the bonds of our soul. Instead of thinking of such things, I pour myself into training. I know many of the Blood Servants would rather do anything but, however with katherine there, there's nothing they can do. On the topic of training, it has gotten more intense, now that I'm learning to use my powers. Turns out that that the book, from the underground room, hold 'spells' and weapons. The 'spells' are instinctual; I don't have to chant or anything, only have the intent and make it so.

When I unlock my Vampire Aspect, the back of my right hand glows, showing my unique symbol, however it has changed. Only the moon glows unlike the sun and the different phrases in bewtween. I guess that can be in relate to my power since i can use the darkness how I please, at least on a small scale. In training, I use my power, controlling the darkness to spread out tendris to hold them tight, sometimes i make a shadowy weapon and go head to head with them. It's all in learning what limits do I have.

"You left your self open when you make that last attack," a Blood Servant speaks, dagger slightly poking my neck. "In a field where you are outnumbered, never stop moving."

I nod, sas she steps back, her fellow companions on the floor behind her. I've been able to take down majority of them, but always there's someone or even 2 that slip pass. I'm working and pushing myself to the max to overcome these weaknesses. I have to get stronger.

"Let's take a break," Katherine suggests, knocking me from my trance. "You've been working hard."

Suddenly, a maid runs up to Katherine, bows and says," Mistress, your guests are here, however they seem to have just left a hard battle."

Distress travels down the bond as Katherine takes off running, her vampire speed pushing to the max. I follow right behind her. Although we use vampire speed, it still took 10 minutes to get to the main house, considering the distance. Bursting through the double doors, I see a blood man lays on the couch. Even in pain, he is beautiful, especially with his neck lenght wavy hair, slightly tanned complexion. He seems tall, but I can't tell for sure if me or him is short than the othe given the situation. Two other men stand around, worry stricten, but that doesn't take away from their beauty. It enrapts me. The one on the right is heavily tanned with tattoos decorating his muscular arms, his hair falling to the middle of his back, black as midnight. His plump lips and round nose would look some much better without the worry, his striken green eyes holding slight fear in them, his sharp eyebrows furrowed. However the one on the left is like a complete difference. His thigh-length white hair fades into his pale skin. Unlik the other that are on the lean side of muscular, he is buffed out, his arms barely constraint in the short-sleeves shirt he wears. He height is that of a giant, standing well about my 6'3 height. He has arched eyebrows with rounded grey eyes, his nose broad, and slightly thin lips. He pastes back and forth, arms crossed.

In runs a maid, holding various things, while another rushes behind her, pulling latex gloves on her hands. The two men move out the way, stepping to the side. Two more women come into the huge room, not that much later; tears could be seen pooling in their eyes. One is holding the others arms. She is short in height, with her waist-length red hair flowing down here back. Her eyes are a beautiful deep purple, with a button nose, and a plump nottom lip I so very much want to bite. Her figure is curvaous, with a plump butt, and a nice handful of breasts. Her thick thighs have many stretch marks and her overall skin is a tanning brown. The woman she holds onto has a cold, sharp face, her piercing gold eyes locked onto the blooded man. She as a curvaous body as well, with a bit more meat on her bones. From her thick thighs, chubby stomach, to her chubby arms, she looks beautiful, her skin giving a light tanned glow. She has a small butt, but a big set of breasts, with thick, knee-length dark blue hair with silver highlighs underneath.

My head spins, and my soul shakes. Bonds, instantly, begin to snap together to my soul. Each soul feels connected to me, and the sudden connect makes my knees crumble. Katherine tries to catch me, instead falling with me, as my heads aches and my heart beats widely. Except the two maids and the bleeding man, everyone eyes turn towards me. Many different feelings hum through the bonds.

Sadness. Disappointment. Anger. Lust. Worry. Shock. Pain.

It all streams to me. I can feel it all and nothing all at the same time. Katherine calls my name, but I can't concentrate. My ears ring, and my eyes lose focus. It feels like the world is closing on me, squeezing every breath out of me that I try to take.

"Dear, it's okay. Breathe."

I can't though!

I feel hands grab my face, but I jerk back, sensetive to everything, it all being too much. I grab my hair, pushing , in my attempt to get a grip, a grounding of something. A paniced voice speaks, and blurred images move, but when black dots make their way to my vision, I sigh in relief with that calming darkness taking me awake.

Taking everything is numbing it.