Kidnapped By The Vampire Prince

My mind raced as Vincent, Joel, Sebastian, and I made our way down the halls in search of Sebastian and Vincent’s parents. They were royalty? I was about to meet the king and queen of the vampire world? My mind felt like it was going to explode. Never in my life would I have guessed that vampires had royalty. And yet here I was, going to meet the queen and king…

Dizziness swept over me and I staggered slightly, my vision blurring. I knew immediately that it wasn’t due to my anxiety of meeting more vampires, but due to my anemia. How much blood had I lost last night? Was it last night that I’d been… drunk from? As nausea continued to sweep over me I fought to keep myself up right. That battle was lost when I suddenly lost my balance and fell to the side.

A pair of hard hands caught me and set me up straight. I looked over my shoulder to see two Sebastians peering at me with worried expressions. After a moment of focusing I managed to get Sebastian back into one person. He furrowed his eyebrows, waving a hand in front of my face.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

“No,” I told him honestly, too dizzy to swat his hands away. “My anemia…”

“Oh shoot, that’s right!” Joel responded with realization. “Vivi, how much-”

“Call me Vivi one more time and I swear-”

“How much blood did you drink?” Sebastian inquired, cutting of Vincent. “Can you give me an estimate?”

Vincent scowled at his brother for a moment, and then shrugged. “I don’t know. A pint and a half probably.”

My eyes flew open. “A pint and a half?”

Vincent shrugged. “I usually drink two quarts.”

“Vincent, a quart is a lot to an anemic person,” Joel commented in a worried tone.

“How the hell was I supposed to know she was anemic? It’s not like there was a flashing sign above her head saying, ‘Look! I’m anemic!'”

Joel grinned. “Very true.”

“Emily, what’s your blood type?” Sebastian asked after sending a disapproving look at Vincent and Joel.

“Why do you want to know?” I asked suspiciously.

“In order to help you.”

“Why do you want to help me?”

“Because we can’t let you die, stupid,” Vincent snapped. “Stop asking stupid questions.”

I narrowed my eyes at him. “Stupid questions? I was kidnapped here against my will, and now I’m being told you want to help me? If you want to help, let me go home! I can eat my disgusting dried fruit and everything will be fine!”

“We’ll have to do a blood transfusion later,” Sebastian commented, keeping a hand on my back. “I can tell just by looking at her she lost too much blood last night.”

“Are you even listening to me?” I demanded angrily.

“I was!” Joel told me with a grin.

“I wasn’t talking to you!”

“Shut up. We’ll deal with your anemia later. Right now, we’re going to tell my parents about you,” Vincent told me shortly.

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“Way to take charge, Vivi!” Joel cheered, elbowing his friend in the shoulder.

Vincent jammed his elbow back at Joel with enough force to make him have to stagger back a few steps back. I figured that if Vincent had one that to a human, every bone close to the hit point would be broken. The thought scared me. What would happen to me if one of the vampires got violent?

“Can you walk by yourself?” Sebastian asked and I felt him remove his hand from me. “I know you don’t like us touching you.”

I blinked in surprise. I totally forgot Sebastian was touching me this whole time! How did I manage that? Finally his question processed in my mind and I nodded my head vigorously, making the room spin momentarily again. “I can walk by myself.”

“Then let’s go,” Vincent growled and started walking down the hallway again. “I want to get this over and done with.”

“I believe they are in the lounge,” Sebastian told Vincent. “At least that’s where they were the last time I saw them.”

Vincent didn’t respond, but took a sudden right turn. I felt like I was being herded like cattle. Joel was behind me, and Vincent and Sebastian were on either side of me, making sure I kept up with them. Not that I was planning to runaway. Who knew who and what were in this house? I didn’t want to take any chances and end up killed by running amuck. As much as I hated to admit it, I actually felt safe having Sebastian around.

When we arrived at what I assumed to be the lounge Vincent glanced at Sebastian, who nodded, before opening the door. Vincent went in first, followed by Joel. Finally, Sebastian urged me in with a light push to my back. I flinched away from his touch and stumbled into the room, looking up and coming face-to-butt with Vincent. Immediately I erected myself, blushing slightly. But as soon as I was straight again, Joel pushed me into a deep bow, and then bowed deeply himself.

“Good evening, your majesty,” he greeted before letting me stand straight again. I couldn’t see anything besides Vincent’s back.

“Vivi,” a woman’s voice started, sounding very surprised. “What-”

“I have a problem,” I heard Vincent tell the woman who had spoke first.

Curious, I poked my head around Vincent and my eyes landed on a stunningly beautiful woman. She had long, curly brunette hair and the same piercing sapphire eyes as Vincent. Her face was heart-shaped and she had pale, flawless skin. Her beauty almost took the breath away from me. I thought it was only in cheesy vampire novels that vampires were so beautiful.

“This wouldn’t happen to be your problem, would it?” the beautiful woman asked, her eyes flickering to me for a moment.

“It would.”

“Do I want to know…?”

“No,” Vincent responded honestly.

“But she’s causing quite a problem,” Sebastian interjected, frowning at the woman. “I’ll let Vince explain.”

“Vivi?”

Vincent sighed in irritation, grabbing my arm and pulling me in front of him. “I drank from this human last night and when I tried to erase her memory, it didn’t work. Joel and Sebastian tried as well, and yet she still has her memory.”

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