I didn't want to live here anymore. When Damon had said that there was bad blood between them, I didn't take him so literally!

"And then there's the problem with the wolves…" Nathaniel trailed off unsurely.

I turned to him with hardened eyes. "What problem?"

"They're werewolves. Their leader, has been picking fights with our kind since our king was first coronated, since the Felling's are so high in the ranks when it comes to the monarchy, the wolves have been known to target us from time to time. We moved here, to Austria for that reason- now it looks like they've found us" Nathaniel explained.

I sighed in exasperation. This was all crazy.

Vampires were freaking crazy!

Nathaniel pursed his lips and stared at me as I absorbed this new information.

I felt like I had just stepped onto the set of a vampire soap opera.

"So let me get this straight" I started "Damon, in his irrational quest for power intentionally had Gabriel's wife killed, fully aware of the consequences- Gabriel, in an act of revenge, has his own brother murdered, knowing that it would deeply upset Damon; and all of you are dealing with an invasion of werewolves, is that about right?"

"You make it sound like we're heartless bastards or something" Damon said calmly, literally appearing out of nowhere. He smirked at me when I glanced at him "We're much, much, worse; truly"

I crossed my arms over my chest "So what? You're heartless and soulless?" I asked

Damon's face broke into a sexy smile as he began circling around me in the small hallway.

"Well the soulless part is a given- we are vampires afterall. All I'm saying, is that you can't blame us for something that we can't help. Us vampires don't experience your little human emotions- we're empty on the inside; cold, desolate, remote. That's why you won't get an apology from either me or Gabriel. To vampires, our behavior is completely normal"

"Well you aren't living with other vampires, you're living with me. And if you want me to continue living with you, there will be no more of this stupid blood battle between you and Gabriel. I mean it, it ends now" I replied.

Damon put his hands up in surrender and shrugged his shoulders gracefully "Fine, whatever you say" He said before turning and walking away. I frowned after him.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Back to my room" Damon called over his shoulder, before disappearing into the darkness of the east wing.

I ran a hand through my hair and looked back at Nathaniel who shrugged his shoulders with a sigh.

"So what do you want to do today?" He asked curiously.

"I was just going to curl up with a book in the library" I replied. Nathaniel nodded.

"Well, I'll be in my office if you need anything" He offered, before leaving me in the hallway.

I stared after him for several seconds before walking towards the west side of the castle. With each step I took, I felt a small pull towards the east wing. Just a small trickle of curiosity that wanted me to go back, and take a look around.

I drowned that feeling quickly and made my way to the library before I did anything I would regret later.

I spent most of the afternoon reading through large, leather-bound books. Before I realized it, the day had passed by and it was early evening. The sun was slowly setting outside the window, casting magnificent shades of gold, pink, violet, and dark blues across the sky. I closed the book I was reading and decided now was a good time to get some dinner.

And once again, as I passed the entryway to the east wing- I felt the small draw, pulling me towards it.

This time I listened.

I paused at the giant doors, inhaling deeply, before slowly pushing them open. It was much harder to open the doors, then it had been last time; but I managed.

Once they closed behind me, I was back in that pitch black darkness that never ceased to frighten me. I ignored it and blindly stepped forward, hoping there wasn't any walls or stairs straight ahead.

It turns out, that I didn't need to see. Smooth, cold fingers wrapped around mine, pulling me against a broad chest. My hair blew up behind me as if a small gust had just rushed through the hallway, and I gasped when awareness seeped through me.

I wasn't in the hallway anymore. I was in a large bedroom filled with a large, red velvet bed, a fireplace that was crackling with life, and a large window with its curtains drawn back to reveal the back of the castle- facing the lavender field and small lake beyond.

I felt cool breath against my ear and shivered as cold fingers drew slow circles along my shoulders.

"So the pixie came to play" Damon mused against my throat before he trailed small kisses along my jaw and neckline.

Oh my god. Why was I letting him do this?

He appeared in front of me and tilted my chin upwards before he planted a brief, passionate kiss on my lips. He pulled away, gauging my expression for any sign that I wanted him to stop. When he didn't find one, he kissed me again, more roughly.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, as my knees grew weak, and held me against him.

I moaned against his lips as an explosion of emotions whirred through me.

What was wrong with me? Why wasn't I stopping this? Why did I like it so much?

He nipped at my lower lip with his teeth and traced his tongue along the small cut to suck up the blood. I whimpered, finally finding function of my limps again, and kissed him back, feverously.

That seemed to be all the permission Damon needed, before he led us to the bed.

I was floating on a cloud of blissful surrender. That's what it felt like. Whatever I had been thinking this would feel like- it wasn't what I was feeling now.

This was…indescribable.

"Um, Master Damon, sir. Your brothers are requesting yours and Miss Chloe's attendance at dinner"

And that sentence ruined it.

I sighed in irritation as Damon's fangs retracted and he left an empty, hollow feeling in my throat. He let out a deep growl and the house maid scurried off in a bit of a hurry.

When she left, Damon smiled down at me, his hair in a messy disarray.

"You're not bad" He remarked "We should do this again"

I snickered and turned my head to expose the two small holes in my neck, still dripping blood.

"Can you do something about this?" I asked.

Damon flashed me a smirk before he leaned down and brought his lips to the wound.

I felt his cool tongue trace over the circles and visibly shivered as they healed.

"Alright" Damon sighed, running a hand through his dark hair "Let's go eat"

Dinner was weird.

Basically, it was just me eating while Damon, Nathaniel, and Gabriel stared intently at me; avoiding each other's gazes.

I could slice the tension with a paper napkin- that's a lot of tension.

I sipped my soup, trying to remain quiet. I felt like if I was to disturb the eerie silence that had fallen over the room- everything would be lost.

Thankfully, Damon saved me from whatever it was that's going on here.

"I have something to announce" He said gleefully

My eyes raised from my spoon along with two other pairs of eyes.

"Have you finally decided to move far, far, away and take the shame you've brought our family with you" Gabriel sneered.

There was a number of flashes and before my eyes, the vampires disappeared and reappeared at the other side of the room. Gabriel was up against the wall, being held up by his throat by a smirking- or snarling- Damon.

Damon's eyes were a deep, glowing red and his fangs were elongated as he hissed "You, Gabriel, are warring on my very last nerve. Especially with your hypocrisies. You say I brought shame to this family?" Damon paused to laugh viciously "You married a whore- and a treasoner. And then you murdered your own brother, the one of us who was most innocent. So don't you dare spit your judgmental bullshit in my face- or I'll stop you permanently by removing your jaw."

Damon shoved Gabriel roughly against the wall for emphasis before letting him fall to the floor. He glared down at Gabriel, a small, arrogant smirk on his lips.

"You may have your cute little mind-reading trick- but I'm older than you Gabriel- older and stronger. You best take mind to remember that the next time you feel like mouthing off" Damon said coldly before returning to his seat with blithe nonchalance as if he and Gabriel's small imbroglio never happened.

Nathaniel and I exchanged glances before staring at Damon.

Gabriel shook invisible dust from his shirt and returned to his seat, he snapped his fingers twice and called out loudly:

"More wine!"

Damon sat casually at the head of the table, swirling sloshing red liquid around in his wine class as a small, satisfied, smile tugged at his lips.

"Well…" He started.

"Well, what?" Nathaniel and I asked at the same time.

"Aren't you going to ask me what it is that I'm going to announce?"

"I was fairly sure you were going to tell us anyway" Nathaniel sighed boredly as he took a large swig of wine spiked blood.

Damon rolled his eyes dramatically but the smile stayed intact on his face.

"We're going to be hosting a party tomorrow" He said grandly.

Those words sent the tension and eerie silence flying away, and they were replaced by loud groans and long streams of profanities.

During our outburst, Damon sat, content, contemplative, and invisible at the head of the table, hands folded together as he rested his chin on them; a dark glint in his eye.

Sorry for the shortness. It'll be longer next time- promise. Don't forget to review!