A Different Kind of Fairytale
Katarina's POV
Eric Northman. My, he is gorgeous. Really he is. But sadly I can see the look in his eye that he has already grown attached. Not good. And he is wondering what I am. When I don't even know. All I ever knew was that I was special. I smelled like freedom to Vampires, like sunlight. Oh and I had the nifty little trick of reading minds, but not just Humans but vampires too. Usually I have to really concentrate with vampires to read their minds, but with Eric, when he was thinking about us having sex, the thought just came into my head. Strange.
When Mom and Dad got this house, they got a witch to enchant the house so no scent would be smelt, it was like smelling a hospital, sterile. But Eric came close to me, and when he kissed my hand I knew he would smell my "intoxicating smell". As Frankie and J.P. say. In the beginning, it was hard for them to be so close to me, they are vampires after all. But after an incident that almost killed J.P., Mom, and Dad decided human blood wasn't worth it. So they went to animal blood and have been on that for centuries, then True Blood came out so they drink that. I know what my family has done to humans, but I also know what humans have done to vampires. It's sickening on both sides of the equation. But if it weren't for the cruelty and insanity of humans I wouldn't be with my new family. I shudder at remembering my past life in Sweden. J.P. notices and tightens his hold on me knowing what I was thinking about.
"Kat you wanna tell me why that blonde guy is staring at you?" Frankie asks me but isn't looking at me but at Eric. I roll my eyes. Frankie was always super protective of me.
"That's Eric Northman. Sheriff in Shreveport. And probably a friend of mama and papa. So instead of getting into it with him, forget him. Its my birthday Frankie…don't ruin it with him." I say and get off J.P.'s lap and sit on Frankie's, I put my hand on his face and give him an Eskimo kiss and giggle. I would always do that when Frankie was mad. Not really mad, when he was really mad I wouldn't get near him. But I knew he was just looking out for me. I smile when I see him smile and I hug him.
All of a sudden I hear the booming sound of father's voice.
"ATTENTION, ATTENTION!" my dad says is accent very prominent. Everyone stopped talking and looked to my father, I grin as I see my mother take his hand and look up at him in affection.
"I would like to thank you all for coming to this party for my daughter Katarina." My father spots me and beckons me over I walk over and stand next to him and grab the hand my mother wasn't holding.
"Most of you I know, don't understand the love we have for this human, in our world they mean nothing to us, they are food. I will not argue if this is what we should all think or not, but my Katarina, she is everything to us. She is special, so thank you all for showing up and showing not only your loyalty to me and my Queen and the state of Louisiana, but to my daughter. Now it will be dawn in a couple hours I suggest you all take leave. Have a good evening." My father squeezes my hand.
As our guest start making their exit my father turns to me.
"Your mother and I will be retiring for the night my love. Have a good time? I know you were bored but eh, were vampires were not that exciting. What can we do?" he says while smiling then ruffles my hair like he did when I was five. Then kisses my head and goes to his room. My mother comes up to me, she was a timid woman, kind-hearted and pure but piss her off. And you were sure as dead. I shiver at the memory of when she caught me sneaking out.
"J'espère que vous passé un bon moment mon amour. Ne restez pas trop tôt, et je pense Sheriff Northman veut parler à vous. Il semble très sérieux. Bel homme comme ça, pas besoin d'être si grave. " She winks and walks to her room on her way, Eric tips his head to her.
I look at Eric as he stands and vamps over to me. I stare up at him.
"Eric...what are you doing?" I put my hands on my hips. Just because this vampire is extremely attractive doesn't mean shit. I know what he wants from me. One I'm not that kind of girl and Secondly, it would be too messy for us to be an "us"
" I won't have sex with you Eric" I say almost a matter a fact. She just looked down at him and smiled. What the fuck was so amusing? He was pissing me off.
"Ugh Eri—." I don't get to finish what I was going to say when I am silenced by a breath-taking kiss. I immediately lean into him more and wrap my arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around my waist. His tongue slides against my bottom lip asking for entrance and as I'm about to open my mouth and slip my tongue into his mouth a gust of wind passes by me and pushes Eric away from me. I didn't even realize till I didn't feel his lips on mine. I keep my eyes closed for a couple more seconds and touch my lips. They felt hot. I actually felt warm myself. I kept replaying the kiss. My eyes snap open from the sounds of crashing furniture and my brother and Eric pushes each other at fast speeds.
Then Eric takes Frankie by the throat and squeezes. I knew Frankie had no chance. I rush over to him and try to pry his hand from Frankie's throat.
" Eric! Eric, please stop." I tried pleading with him pulling at his arm
"Eric, snälla. För mig. Stoppa detta." I tried again, I couldn't stop the tear that escaped my eyes.
Eric as if out of his trance and looked at me, he retracted his fangs.
He bent down, bowing his head and took my hand.
"I am so sorry your highnesses. Forgive me, I was not myself."
"Fuck you." Frankie wheezed.
J.P. finally makes himself known he pushes himself off the wall and walks over to Frankie and picks him up.
I motion for Eric to stand.
I look between all the men and sigh. Too much testosterone.
"Frankie, you attacked Eric for no reason! And Eric, you attacked your Prince…we could have your fangs. But please for me you guys just stop this. Just stop. It's my fucking birthday. And you guys might not remember what that's like but its fucking suppose to be my special day, and—and your all ruining it." I clench my jaw to stop the stupid, unneeded tears. I had grown up in a house full of vampires. And even those these vampires retained more of their humanity than most, I had grown up knowing that showing emotion is weak. And it pissed me off that now I was about to cry. God damn hormones. I take a deep breath.
"So, were just gunna forget this shit happened because your both at fault. So J.P. take Frankie and retire."
"I'm not leaving you here with this ass." Frankie growls.
I put my hands on my hips and glare at Frankie, he turned his gaze from Eric to me.
It was funny really, with one of my infamous glares and my brothers were like putty in my hands.
Frankie nods, kisses my head and goes to his room.
J.P. always shy, never showing his own self worth, does a small bow, kisses my head and pats Eric on the back. Once I know he left. I turn to Eric and do something we both didn't expect I slap him.
"Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kick your ass myself Viking?" I was furious. And Eric would see just how much.
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