The Last Goddess
Disclaimer: Unbeta'd, so all mistakes are my own. All copyrights belong to Ms. Harris and Mr. Ball.
Godric & Kristina Meet Part 2
GODRIC'S POV:
She walks to the side of my desk then bends over enough to give me a view of her lovely breasts. Too bad they are restrained and covered, I'm sure they are marvelous.
All too soon, she stands back up. What the hell was that, just a tease? I hate teases. Well, actually I love teases. I guess you could call it a love/hate relationship.
I sense her next to me, so I turn my chair to acknowledge her. She surprises me yet again by placing herself right on my lap and my ever growing erection.
By the Gods, she will be the true death of me. But at least I will go out happy.
Once I get over the surprise, I wrap my arms around her and pull her close. She leans into my embrace, molding to me perfectly. I cannot help myself; I lean in towards her neck and smell her hair. She smells of fresh fruits, strawberries maybe.
I can smell her arousal, and it is the sweetest scent I have ever smelled. She instantly blushes and buries her head into my shoulder. This just causes Vlad and me to laugh.
She really is so pure. I don't think it has anything to do with her virginity. It is more like her soul is pure. There is this lightness that being in her presence creates in me.
She whispers into my neck, "I would like to give you a gift. I know who the traitor is, but you must promise me that you won't kill them. Can you promise me that? Can I trust you?"
I am Vampire and a Sheriff, I cannot let a traitor live. It would make me appear weak.
***She didn't say they wouldn't die. She just asked that you not kill them. Trust me when I tell you, she hates traitors. I cannot tell you to trust her: that needs to be your choice. What I can tell you is to go with how you feel. ***Vlad tells me.
Somehow, I know that I would trust her with my life, "I haven't known you very long, but I know I can trust you. I promise, now who is the traitor?"
"Please call in your nest mates and their companions or donors." She says after placing a kiss on my neck. That must be my reward. It will do, for now.
With her still sitting on my lap, I reach into my back pocket and grab my phone. I text Isabelle and tell her to bring everyone into my study immediately.
While we are waiting, Vlad just watches us both. She remains on my lap, never even making an attempt to return to her seat.
It just feels so right, like this is where she is meant to be. I also use this as an opportunity to place a few kisses on her neck.
She is not the only one who can tease. Now, if only she had been wearing a skirt, but I wouldn't embarrass her in front of Vlad.
Soon there is a knock on the door, which just irritates me. I might have pouted a little, but honestly I forgot after she kissed my lips again.
"Later, Mo Chroi(My Heart)", she says. I tell my Nestmates to enter, the sooner we get this done, the sooner I can be with my mate.
In walks Isabelle, her human companion, my other Nestmate Farrell, and 3 human donors.
I feel Kristina tense in my arms, so I start stroking her back, but it doesn't help. Since we aren't bonded, I can't feel her emotions. Hopefully, she will be willing to bond soon. I begin to gently nuzzle her neck and purr softly.
That is what Supes do to calm their mate. After a few minutes it seems to work and I feel her relax slightly, but not completely. I will have to ask her about this later.
After looking into my eyes for a minute, she gets off my lap. I can feel the difference instantly and I don't like it at all.
She moves behind my chair and stands to the right side. The rightful place of a mate, but she will always be at my side. So, I stand up, take her hand in mine, and move us to the front of my desk. I stand beside her, while I see Vlad give be a proud smile and nod of his head.
With Kristina's hand still in mine I tell her that the floor is hers.
"Someone in this room is a traitor. Since none of you know me personally, I will be the first to inform you that 'I HATE traitors'. If you would like confirmation, feel free to call the King of Ireland and speak with any of his staff." She says before taking a breath, and letting go of my hand to walk in front of the mixed group of Humans and Vampires.
"Your loyalty should lie with your Sheriff. Humans, you shouldn't be stupid enough to try to betray a Vampire. Vampires, you should have enough sense to make your humans earn your trust, not just give it to them. Vampires, please tell me your names and tell me who these Humans belong to." She states, her voice full of authority.
Oh yes, she has definitely done this before. Just hearing her use that tone makes my dick twitch in excitement; she can use that voice on me all she wants. Well, in the right setting, of course.
Farrell, looking for confirmation from me first, is the first to speak.
"My name is Farrell, I am 408 years old, and am an Enforcer for the Sheriff. These 3 humans, I take responsibility for, I have brought them here tonight and other nights for my enjoyment."
When he claims the 3 donors, I see her relax the rest of the way. She must have thought one of the humans was mine. I will have to reassure her once we are alone that I don't take humans.
Isabelle goes next, "My name is Isabelle, I am 485 years old, and I am the Lieutenant for the Sheriff of Area 9 Texas. This is my human companion, Hugo. I take responsibility for him, as he is my pet and I have brought him into this nest."
I can almost feel the sadness rolling off of Kristina. I shouldn't be able to feel that yet, not after only one exchange. Ugh, I wish we were already bonded so that I could know exactly what she was feeling.
"Are you sure? Do you trust this Human?"Kristina asks her.
"Yes, Your Highness. I love him very much and with that comes trust." Isabelle states.
It is not very often that a Vampire will admit to strong feelings such as love because it can be used against you. But Isabelle knows that what is said in this room stays in this room.
"Even when it is one-sided", Kristina asks her seriously?
KRISTINA'S POV:
Godric must have sensed my discomfort because he starts stroking my back with his fingertips, but it doesn't help. When that doesn't help, he nuzzles his nose into my neck and purrs softly. It reminds me somewhat of Fang, which gives me happy thoughts. I start to relax slightly.
I turn and look into his eyes, trying to read him, but all I get is a hum. That's weird, Vampires used to be blanks to me. I will have to explore that fact later. I get up off his lap and move behind his chair.
He is Sheriff of this area, this is his domain not mine, so I will defer to him in this instance. I stand on his right side, which is the side of a mate.
Godric gets up and takes my hand before pulling me to the front of his desk and standing me on his right side, directly next to him. Like his equal.
"The floor is yours", he states while still holding my hand. I really like physical contact in general, but this is different, better.
"Someone in this room is a traitor, since none of you know me personally: I will be the first to inform you that 'I HATE traitors'. If you would like confirmation, feel free to call the King of Ireland and speak with any of his staff." I say before taking a breath and letting go of his hand to walk in front of his nest.
"Your loyalty should lie with your Sheriff. Humans, you shouldn't be stupid enough to try to betray a Vampire. Vampires, you should have enough sense to make your humans earn your trust, not just give it to them. Vampires, please tell me your names and tell me who these Humans are." I say in my Princess voice. AKA my 'I can whip your ass or I can order anyone here to do it if you don't respect me' voice.
The male Vampire, who looks for confirmation from Godric, is the first to speak. "My name is Farrell, I am 408 years old, and am an Enforcer for the Sheriff. These 3 humans, I take responsibility for, I have brought them here tonight and other nights for my enjoyment."
I cannot tell you how relieved that makes me. I have been trying to 'read' them since they walked in, but they have been glamoured too much.
Isabelle goes next, "My name is Isabelle, I am 485 years old, and I am the Lieutenant for the Sheriff of Area 9 Texas. This is my human companion, Hugo. I take responsibility for him, as he is my pet and I have brought him into this nest."
"I brought him here because he is my life. I love him more than I have ever loved anyone before. I wish to bond with him eventually, but I don't want to scare him so soon. 9 months isn't much time in the scheme of things, plus I am curious as to how he will age." Isabelle thinks, she really does love him. I can see it, I can feel it.
"Are you sure? Do you trust this Human?"I ask her, hoping that maybe it will make her question her thoughts regarding him.
"Yes, Your Highness. I love him very much and with that comes trust." Isabelle states.
"Even when it is one-sided", I ask, trying to hide the sadness that this causes me. It will be even worse for her.
"No offence, Your Highness, but I know how he feels. He has had my blood and this is not one-sided. How dare you question something that you can't possibly understand?" No offence taken, she is just lashing out.
"Isabelle, you will hold your tongue around my mate or you will lose it," Godric states, instantly defending me.
***It's ok Godric, she is just lashing out. *** What better time to see if this works than now?
***How? ***Is his only response. I just tell him that I will explain later.
"I know what love is, and I know that you love him greatly. Unfortunately, he no longer loves you. I hate to be the one to tell you this, but since it concerns my mate's safety, I will do it. He thinks because you won't turn him, that you don't truly love him. Deep down you know that you didn't trust his feelings completely or you would have talked to him about a Blood Bond." I tell her, the tears threatening to spill from her eyes, make mine that much harder to keep in.
Hugo is just standing there like the waste of space he has become. I will not tell her that he has been sleeping with the Reverend's wife, even though she should have been able to smell the sex on him. And I will not tell her that Sarah Newlin is pregnant with Hugo's child.
"I will spare you the worse details, but he is now in with the FOTS and has planted bugs throughout the nest. I found 5 in here alone. They have been gathering information and are planning on attacking the nest tomorrow night." I say before turning to Godric. "You are holding a meeting here tomorrow night about the upcoming Summit?" I ask even though I know it to be true.
"Yes, preliminary, just basic information, but many vampires including the King's second and child will be here. Also, if they attacked after the meeting, they would have heard much of the information regarding us all." He states and I can see the anger in his eyes.
I send his calming emotions through my empathy, which causes him to turn to me with a shocked look on his face. I just smile and turn back to the group.
Isabelle is trying to keep herself from crying and Farrell is holding Hugo by the back of his neck.
"Sweetheart, close your eyes." I tell Isabelle. I would never make her see this.
Once she does, I go up to Farrell and quirk my eyebrow. In response, he just smirks and releases Hugo. Before he has the chance to run, I grab his arm and say an ancient incantation. He is nothing but dust in seconds.
Isabelle starts to sway and I instantly gather her into my arms and teleport us to the couch. What little control she had, is now gone. She starts crying in earnest.
Farrell escorts his humans out and shuts the door.
I have Isabelle on my lap, slowing rocking her, with her head on my shoulder, sobbing. I start stroking her hair and sending out my healing touch. Vlad and Godric are just staring at us.
After a few minutes, Isabelle looks up at me with a tear stained face.
"Is that you?" She asks.
"Yes, it is one of my gifts. My family is gifted with the healing touch. Plus, I can sense that you were Fae before you were turned, so it will naturally help to be around those of your own kind. We find comfort in each other, especially when we are distressed." I tell her honestly.
I knew the moment I met her that she was Fae. If I had to guess, I would say ½ Earth Fae and ½ Human before she was turned. That is probably what drew her maker towards her.
GODRIC'S POV:
First she talks to me telepathically, then she turns Hugo to ash, and now she is comforting Isabelle. She really is an Angel. And she is all mine.
"Is that you?" Isabelle asks Kristina after a few minutes.
"Yes, it is one of my gifts. My family is gifted with the healing touch. Plus, I can sense that you were Fae before you were turned, so it will naturally help to be around those of your own kind. We find comfort in each other." Kristina tells her, while continuing to stroke her hair.
"My father, he was a prince, but couldn't afford to have a bastard child with a mortal. He had already taken a mate." Isabelle tells her from her lap.
I knew Isabelle's father wasn't a part of her human life, and I knew it was because he was of a high position and she was the product of an affair, but I didn't know he was a Faery who had already taken a mate.
"You mother was lucky to live long enough to birth you. His mate must not have known, otherwise her jealousy would have overpowered her and all three of you would have died. It's just in our nature." Kristina tells her. I was unaware of that.
"Thank you, I feel much better now." Isabelle tells Kristina, before unwrapping herself from Kristina and standing.
Walking over to me, dropping down onto her knees and baring her throat, she says, "Please forgive me Sheriff, I should have known. Deep down, I knew something was amiss but I allowed my love for him to overpower that. I understand my life is forfeit for bringing a traitor into your nest. All I ask is that you make it fast, even though I do not deserve it."
"Isabelle, to love is not a crime. Just use this as a lesson for the future. Like Kristina said, make your human earn your trust. But do not close your heart off. You have much too big of a heart to do that. Now, get up off the floor, go freshen up, and then bring Farrell back in when you are done. It is time to plan." I tell her, before kissing the top of her head.
I look to Kristina and can see the unshed tears. Vlad has his arms wrapped around her, but surprisingly, I don't feel the least bit jealous. I know that he is comforting her as a father would.
Once Isabelle leaves, Kristina lets go of Vlad and runs into my arms. Yet again, a perfect fit.
She is shorter than me by about 5 inches. I am 6'1", so that would make her around 5'8". I just tuck her under my chin and let her cry it out.
I'm not entirely sure why it affected her so, but I must make my mate feel better.
She only cries for a minute or so before looking up into my eyes, I lean down and place a small kiss on her forehead. I hear her sign from just the small contact.
VLAD'S POV:
Seeing them together makes me happier than I thought possible. If I had to imagine any Vampire being worthy of her, it would be Godric. He is strong, powerful, and respected, but he is also kind, fair, and just.
He just proved that by allowing Isabelle to live. I would have done the same thing given the circumstances. He will make a worthy mate for Kristina.
While Godric was talking with Isabelle, I could tell how upset Kristina was. So, I do the only thing I know to do, hold her.
***Sunshine, what is wrong? He won't kill her. *** I tell her, trying to calm her fears.
***It's not that. I know he will do the right thing. I saw what could have happened, had we not come to Dallas when we did. He would have died Vlad. My Mate would have died. Not from the bomb, he would have been so depressed, plus his past weariness with the world. He would have met the sun. *** She tells me telepathically. I can feel the emotion even in her thoughts.
As soon as Godric is done with Isabelle, Kristina runs into his arms and lets her unshed tears fall. My babies are all grown up. I guess I will have an empty nest when I return to Ireland.
Kristina said that Godric would be moving to Louisiana to help Eric. She also said that her Eternal Mate would be the Emperor of the America's.
That means all of the Emperors will be of the same bloodline, one from each generation. Plus, my mistress will be 2nd chair, so that will truly make one of each generation. That has to be fate.
"I have a plan if you would like to hear it. I think it would probably be the safest thing for everyone and it will eliminate the threat," Kristina tells Godric after a few minutes.
"I would love to hear your plan. I hear they are infallible. Why don't we wait for Isabelle and Farrell to return and then you can tell us all at once. If you would like, I'm sure Isabelle will lend you a shirt. Not that I mind you having blood on your clothes, quite the opposite actually, but I know how you women can be." Godric tells her, obviously trying to lighten the mood.
"Oh, it's no big deal. I can fix it." And just like that, her shirt is spotless again.
"Is there anything you can't do?" He asks, while wrapping his arms around her.
"No, not really, it's part of the Goddess package." Kristina tells him with a small laugh when he pulls back and looks at her surprised yet again.
"A story for later, Mo Chroi" she says before kissing him for the thousandth time tonight.
They are just like horny teenagers. It makes me glad that the suites at the hotel are soundproof. I have no problem with sex; I mean obviously, I am Vampire after all. But I'm not sure I could listen to my oldest child deflowering my youngest.
Isn't that what they call it these days?
GODRIC'S POV:
I am quite excited to hear her plan. Eric said their plan had been simple and perfect.
After fixing her bloodstained shirt, I ask her if there is anything that she can't do.
She shocks the hell out of me again by saying that it is 'part of the Goddess package'. A Goddess; Well, she definitely looks like a Goddess and acts like one, but how? More questions and no answers.
Is it possible for a Vampire to go senile? Or is fate just that good? It must be fate, or a dream. If it is a dream, then I never want to wake up.
Isabelle and Farrell join us a few minutes later, yet again interrupting our fun. I take Kristina back to my desk chair and sit down with her in my lap again.
"Kristina has a plan that she would like for us to hear." I tell them. They both heard me call her my mate, as well as her calling me her mate.
"I suggest that you move to the Hotel Camilla for the time being, relocate the meeting to their boardroom, allow the FOTS to follow through with their plan here, except I will make some calls to a few contacts I have in the Government as well as the media, and we will let the FOTS dig their own graves. They don't have anyone watching the house, and Hugo was only supposed to report if anything changed. I can create sounds that will make it appear as if you are all still here. Oh, and if you have Humans scheduled to come in and set up anything, I suggest that you keep that scheduled, just for appearances." My Goddess tells us all.
I have been looking for a way of eradicating this radical group since they first started making noise here in Dallas. Now, my mate has proven herself worthy yet again, by serving them up on their own platters.
"You know, I think I am going to like you. Don't get me wrong, I would love to just go into that church and drain them all, but that would just prove their point. This will allow us to just sit back and watch, and then be portrayed as the victims of a hate crime. Perfect." I think that is the nicest thing Farrell has ever said to anyone.
Once we have all agreed, I leave Kristina to work her magic, while I gather everything of importance that I will need. Basically clearing out my safe into one bag, I grab another bag and start packing some clothes that I will need.
Within 5 minutes we are set. I have my 2 bags, Isabelle has 3, and Farrell has 6. He can be such a Diva sometimes. When Kristina notices the difference in how many bags Isabelle has vs. Farrell, she just laughs.
Waiting for us outside is a large black SUV with tinted windows. After putting our bags in the back, Vlad jumps in the driver seat while Farrell and Isabelle take the middle row. Kristina goes to get in, but I pull her towards the garage after shooting a look at Vlad.
"Come on, I have a better idea. How do you feel about motorcycles?" I ask waiting for the garage to open.
"I have 5, how do you think I feel about them?" She retorts.
"Really, a sweet little girl like you? You said you have them, but do you ride them?" I know I am playing with fire, but for once I think I will enjoy getting burned.
"You better either let me drive, or have a second one that I can drive. I have been racing bikes since I was 12. And I may look like a sweet little girl, but it is just a tactic." She says before mounting my green Kawasaki Ninja.
Handing her the key and getting on behind her, I say, "But you are a sweet little girl, aren't you? Don't worry; you can be my evil Faery also. I hope you can drive even with distractions."
"Of course" She states cockily, before turning the ignition.
Within seconds we are speeding down the streets of suburban Dallas. True to her word, she doesn't swerve or falter at all even with me kissing her neck or licking her ear. If anything, I think it made her go faster. I think she might be part Vampire, because she is definitely an adrenaline junky.
A normal 15 minute drive, takes us 5, and we pull in just in front of Vlad.
"Ok children, play time is over" Vlad says while handing the keys to the valet.
"For now," Kristina says before doing the same.