During the whole trip to Romania, Ambrose was silent. He didn't even look at me. Was he mad? Was this the punishment he was talking about, or was he thinking of something much eviler? He had my thoughts running a thousand times faster than usual while he stared or slept sitting across from me. It was creepy, but at least I had the others on the plane with us. They talked and were the only ones Ambrose would acknowledge.
It upset me, but I may have made a new friend. Her name was Thana, and she was one of the female vampires with us. She was pretty talkative and beautiful. Lucy was the other female, and she acted as if I had done something to her. The look she was giving me seemed as if she hated me. The only thing she did was glare at me with hate as I tried to ignore her. On the other hand, Oliver and Keir were goofballs, the life of the trip, and then it was the humans. It was made clear to me they were our food supply, but I wasn't allowed near them.
Each time I became hungry, they would hold me down after my little outburst when I attacked one of the males for getting too close to me. The others informed Ambrose I was a wildcard, and he wasn't handling me correctly. They threatened to call Cepheus, but he didn't care. Instead, he talked shit about letting me starve. His attitude was bad, and I was so over it. I wasn't about to sit in a car while he told my mother whatever was in his head. Plus, I wanted to see her one last time. I didn't see it as a crime.
I was nonexistent to her now and could only wish she would have a good life with the money Cepheus gifted to her like it was nothing. From what I heard, he was always throwing money around, but it never broke his pocket. The man was over two centuries old, and I wasn't surprised by how rich he was. Still, it was hard for me. I'd never been away from my parents, and I didn't realize how hard this would be.
"Move Bitch! I don't have time to watch you standing there soaking in your misery. You ought to be happy you're alive since Ambrose had to be so helpful with that." Lucy spoke, shoving me out of the way as we stepped off the jet. I always tried to be the good person, but the girl made me want to punch her in the back of her head. She was pushing my buttons.
"Are you okay, Chantal? Lucy can be a bitch sometimes." Lucy was a bitch all the time, if I had to say so myself, but I didn't know the girl. Therefore, I nodded my head in response as I glared at her getting in the car... I really wanted to hit her, but I followed Ambrose to the car as he opened the door and then shut it in my face. He didn't allow me to get in, so I sighed and walked over to the other side. Then, Lucy decided to jump from one car to the other with Brose and locked me out.
"Cha, come with us. We're all going to the same place—"
"But Cepheus told me to stay with Ambrose at all times." The three stared at me as I looked at the car pulling off. What was Ambrose's problem? And what did Lucy have to do with the mess? They had to be sleeping together, and that was the only thing I could think of. Still, what did it have to do with me? If that was so, why would Cepheus send Ambrose's lover or whatever she was along with us? There were so many things I didn't understand unless it was a test."
"Like I said before. Lucy can be a bit of a bitch sometimes. Try not to let her attitude get to you."
That was more than an attitude, and I wanted to kill the bitch.
"Lu thinks she's the Queen B of us and can push us around whenever she likes. You have to put your foot down and let her know you're not the one who will take her shit. Although I would wait if I were you. Brose is upset with the stunt you pulled before we left. This is all new to you, Chantal, but Ambrose has been alive longer than us. He had seen things and knows danger. It would be best if you learned how to listen to your Master. Trust me when I say this: he has picked up a few of Cepheus's punishments that none of us like."
I arched a brow, thinking about what he said. Punishments... Ambrose won't really punish me. Would he? I only wanted to see my mom and if he was in my place. He would want the same. Yes, I caused a little trouble, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. Ambrose took out those werewolves like there were nothing. There was nothing to be upset about since he wasn't even hurt.
Now I was worried, sitting on pins and needles, thinking about what punishment Ambrose had in mind for me. He could have done it before we left. I would have been happy with a slap or punch or how he gave me the silent treatment, but this had me scared. I needed to know what he was thinking, but I couldn't hear his thoughts. He was blocking me, and he yelled shut the fuck up repeatedly until we arrived at our new home.
"It's a castle... Beautiful. I wish I could see it during daylight."
"There are pictures of it inside, but we need to hurry and get in there. The sun will be up soon, and we need our rest." I wasn't sleepy, but Keir took my hand while he helped me out of the car as Ambrose showed up out of nowhere. He quickly smacked the man's hand out of the way as he glared at him. What was up with him? One moment, he was cold, and the next, he was hot.
"MINES! Let the fuck go! I won't say it twice— and Keir, keep your filthy hands off of what is mine!" He growled with glowing red eyes. I was confused about what was going on, but I stayed quiet since I didn't want to get in their mess.
"Damn, which one of them do you want? Her or Lucy—"
"MOTHERFUCKER—"
"HEY, CUT THAT SHIT OUT NOW!" So, something was going on between him and Lucy. Knowing the truth hurt a little, but I was going to be a big girl about it while Oliver sighed, looking over at his twin Lucy as she gave him a smirk. I understood I knew nothing about Ambrose, and their relationship meant nothing to me. "We don't need the two of you fighting. Ambrose, make sure she gets settled and make up your mind."
"Do I look like an idiot, Thana? And mind your damn business. Cha, let's go!" Like a sick little puppy, I followed behind him. Ambrose had control of me, and I hated it. All he had to do was command me, and I moved, stopped, and breathed. It was all because of him bringing me back to life, but it wasn't fair if you asked me.
"Are you and Lucy are together?"
"FUCK NO! Lucy is nothing to me. Wait, why are you worried? Like I said, I don't do commitment. There will never be something between us or me and Lucy. I saved you because I thought you didn't deserve to die in that matter. I didn't mean to make you my mate. Here's your room, and mine is next door, but don't knock unless you are in dire need—one more thing. Stay The Hell Away From Keir and Oliver!"
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Keir ran his mouth too damn much. What was going on between me and Lucy was none of Chantal's business. She didn't need to know who I slept with, and Lucy needed to get her shit together. We weren't together, and the only thing she was to me was a quick fuck but like all women like her. She wanted more. I had to put a stop to it before the crazy bitch did something stupid to Chantal.
I didn't know what I was thinking when I started sleeping with her. Lucy always found her way into my sight, and the next thing I knew, we were in bed together. Cepheus instructed me to stop, but the asshole I was didn't listen. Now the whore thought we were a couple. Lucy had this whole attitude toward Cha, and I let it happen because I was mad and still was. She was a brick wall and didn't listen to a damn thing I said about staying in the car. She could have died for real this time, and it was nothing I could have done.
She wanted to see and say goodbye to her mother. I would have allowed it over Facetime like Chantal. Shanice deserved to know the truth besides the nightmare she was living before he wiped her memory. It was the same with her family. Now, they were dreaming of a daughter that never existed. I hated brainwashing people, but most of the time, it was for the best. Otherwise, the police would have thought they were crazy, but he knew Cepheus took care of that. Everything was messed up, and the biggest mess was how I made Chantal my mate.
"We need to talk, Lucy." The girl looked from her spot in the living room. She had a frown displayed across her face as I sat in the seat in front of her. It had nothing to do with Lucy's bitchiness getting out of control.
"I don't want—"
"We can't do this anymore."
"Wow, you turned that bitch, and all of a sudden, you can't do this with me anymore. What is she to you, Brose? There's a reason Cepheus let her live because if it were any of us, he would have killed her as soon as he met her. What's so special about Chantal Allen?"
"Nothing. I saw potential in her, and Cepheus does, too. We need a vamp like her around. Cha is smart—"
"You're trying to say that we aren't? If you want the hoe fucking say it, Ambrose, because I don't have the time, but I will always be here if you need someone that can handle you in bed. I'm only a call or door away." I sighed, shaking my head as I made my way back to my room, but as soon as I opened my door. I felt her. Chantal was there lying in my bed, sleeping as if her room wasn't ten steps away.
Why was she here?
However, I was too tired to question the matter. Instead, I stripped out of my clothing and showered after I went back to the room. I was hesitant at first, so I sat lightly on the edge of the bed. I should have gone to her room and slept, but something made me stay. It was the pull she had on me. I didn't know what to do or understood this, but I laid down as Chantal wrapped herself around me. I tried pushing her away, but her grip got tighter until I gave up, descending into a deep sleep.
Only to be awoken by an unknown voice.