Godric was roused from his daytime rest to the sound of the door to his 'cell' being opened. It was less of a cell and more of a small, empty, concrete room. If he wished he could simply bang on one of the walls and walk merrily out, but he was here for a reason; to atone for his many crimes against the human race. He was eager to make amends and relieved to end the eternal emptiness which had become his existence.

He felt an odd tugging sensation in his chest when he saw the human, Gabe throw an unconscious human girl into his cell. He could not see much of her aside from her petite body and creamy skin on display. He observed her crumbled form on the floor. She was lying face down on her stomach, her brown locks disarray. She had a slender but luscious figure, showcased by the charming dress she wore. He wondered why such an innocent creature was placed in a cage with a monster such as him.

He looked up at Gabe and kept his face emotionless as he saw a devious grin and the sick gleam in his eye.

"I brought you a snack. I figured since you've been so good you deserved a treat" Gabe said mockingly. Godric stared back at him emotionless. Gabe's gaze was expectant, waiting for him to attack the girl or reply, he wasn't sure, but he simply looked back. Gabe soon grew impatient and locked the cell door again, mumbling profanities under his breath and stormed off.

Godric observed the girl once more and wondered at her unconscious state. He hadn't needed to breathe since he was human and only inhaled regularly to detect other scents and possible dangers around him. He took a deep breath trying to determine any injuries in the girl. As her scent hit his nostrils he groaned and closed his eyes - she smelled incredible. The warm tugging sensation in his chest grew and seemed to be trying to compel him towards the girl.

MINE.

Godric was startled. He had internally claimed this human by just scenting her? No, he could not do this. He tried hard not to look at the girl and held his breath. It was no use. He was too curious. He wondered what she was like? What did she look like? He was desperate for a sniff of her perfect scent again. Unable to resist, he took a deep breath.

Gods, He groaned internally. Godric had never smelled anything so amazing before. After two thousand years he had sampled every possible taste in blood there was, from royalty to fae. But never in his existence had he encountered something so perfect. He kept taking deep breaths in and out, savouring the smell. His eyes closed and his fangs elongated with a snick. He hadn't dropped his fangs unintentionally in over a thousand years; he believed his self control as perfect but now he could not resist as he breathed in the most tempting scent in two thousand years. It was unlike fae but more appealing, if it were. The scent didn't send him into a frenzy of uncontrollable bloodlust but rather made him want to feed, fuck and roll around in the delicious aroma. He wanted to bottle it and hide it away so no one else could sample its delights; only him.

He opened his eyes and walked over to the girl, fangs throbbing and with hooded lids, feeling the tugging on his chest throb and pulse in delight. He needed to see what creature could smell so comforting but oh so enticing at the same time. He turned her gently around cupping her face softly and saw her face for the first time.

She was beautiful. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever come across. She was perfect, sweet. Enchanting. Godric's eye's roamed greedily across her face. She looked so innocent.

Godric felt a warmth began seeping from this heart, creeping through his body. He shivered, it felt incredible. It tickled down his harm and he noticed it his palm and touching the girl. When it reached her, Godric looked in awe, seeing a green light softly emitting from his palm. A light blue light emitted from Bella's cheek and it felt like it shot straight e. He was to atone for his sins, this could not happen. Godric's resolve firmed and decided to stick to his plan meeting the sun.

It felt like time had frozen. He sat staring at her innocent features relaxed in slumber and affection squeeze in his chest. She was the physical embodiment of sleeping beauty. The strange warmth in his chest caressed his insides, soothing him from the guilt and pain he had been carrying for a millennia. This angel was meant for him. Part of Godric didn't believe it but he had to. If he was such a monster then the gods wouldn't have sent her to him. They would have allowed him to burn. Blood pooled in his eyes. He did not need to burn, after all. He had found his redemption by seeking forgiveness.

Godric sighed and smiled peacefully. This girl was proof of his atonement. Reward for changing his ways. She was his saviour. His mate. With her at his side he would spread two thousand years worth of goodness on the earth.

He picked her up gently and returned to the far end of the cell. He sat down with his legs crossed and lowered her head carefully onto his lap, lying her on the floor.

He stared at her face enraptured by her beauty. He had seen many great beauties in his life, some more obvious than others, but this girls gentle, innocent beauty floored him completely. She was a goddess, in his time people would have travelled all over the world to glimpse at such a delicate creature, they would weep at her beauty and beg for her favour. She didn't seem real, too perfect, too sweet and alluring.

Godric raised his hand and trailed a finger down her soft cheek. He admired the creamy complexion of her skin, the soft pink of her delicate looking lips. Her dark hair contrasted perfectly with her skin and made her look phenomenal.

She must be an angel, Godric thought. For such beauty is surely divine.

He watched her for hours, comforting himself in her soothing scent. Eventually he was able to retract his fangs. It was uncomfortable having them sheathed but was necessary. He couldn't frighten his mate. For the first time in his undead life Godric felt... content, whole. He felt like everything was finally alright in the universe thanks to this angel. He let out a sigh and basked in the feelings she stirred within him.

Slowly she began to rouse. She regained consciousness and Godric was displeased that this meant she was most likely going to rise from his lap. However, she did not. She simply groaned, turned over and nuzzled into him seeking comfort. Godric felt a huge burst of happiness, he hadn't felt such in centuries, he felt so light and carefree. Inexplicably pleased to be giving her comfort of some sort. In his joy he released a small chuckle. Unfortunately, this seemed to make her want to move. Her heart started racing and he smelled the distinct scent of a blush. She must be shy, he concluded it is very hard to come across a modest woman in this day and age.

He watched her as she looked upon his face with a wary expression. He saw her eyes for the first time and saw the rich brown colour, they suited her perfectly, he thought. They looked warm and inviting, just like the rest of her. He noticed her simply staring at his face, taking him in. Godric sat up straighter and felt nervous under her scrutiny. He wanted his appearance to please her. Seeing her expression, Godric was relieved to see she seemed to be admiring his looks, her eyes taking him in carefully. He slowly started to feel aroused. He tried to control himself but could not. This angels attention was solely focused on him; it was impossible not to be aroused. When he saw her eyes drop to his shoulders he had to bite back a groan.

Suddenly she stopped watching him and he noticed the tempting blush overtake her features. This did not help with his building arousal. She seemed to finally notice her surroundings.

The angel revealed her name was Bella. Perfect name for her.

Godric considered telling her that she was his mate. Observing her shy nature he decided it was too soon. Part of him demanded he claim her and tell her she was his for eternity but another part wanted her to pick him, he needed her to chose him. He wanted to be worthy of her, not just because the fates deemed it to be so.

They spoke a little and Godric tried to pay attention and keep his eyes focused on her face. As a vampire he could sit extremely still, he did not need to move to help the circulation of his blood, he did not need to scratch and certainly not fidget. But Bella seemed to be moving a lot and Godric tried hard not to look at her luscious body. Every time he sneaked a glance he felt a large jolt of arousal. He scolded himself, he was acting like a newborn not an ancient with years of controlling his lusts. He hoped she wouldn't notice his straining erection.

She mentioned his son Eric and he saw the fondness she had in her eyes for his progeny. Godric was unhappy. Perhaps she was Eric's. This infuriated Godric. He loved his son but no one but him deserved this perfect specimen of a women in front of him. If she knew his son then surely she must belong to him, his son always had excellent taste when it came to women; he taught him well. Eric shared Godric's blood as his progeny, Bella would have somewhat of a familial bond with him because of this. This was typical for all mates. After all, the fates deemed them to be kin. He frowned, Eric most likely will have recognised the draw in some way or another and immediately and mistakenly claimed her for his own.

Godric's rage kept building as he thought of anyone touching, caring for and feeding on Bella. Anyone but him. MINE, his brained screamed at him. Yes, he wanted her. He needed her. He wanted every part of her, her luscious body, her kind personality, her intoxicating blood, everything that was hers he wanted to possess, he wanted to own her heart, body and soul. He had never felt so possessive of another being before. He knew that nothing, not even his beloved son would stand in his way.

"You belong to Eric?" He inquired lightly hoping to find out more about the situation.

Bella, thankfully looked horrified, "What? No way! Do you mean like am I with him as a couple?" She asked. Godric nodded

"Well no then. I am not Eric's. Not at all. We are just friends, that's it. He has a thing for my cousin Sookie and I've been helping him woo her" she told him proudly. He was extremely relieved. It would make it a lot simpler that his son had not claimed her yet. He knew his son Eric and figured that he is hoping to claim her soon, no matter what her beliefs are on their relationship. Eric, hell any man, would be a complete and utter fool not to want this goddess. She would not remain unclaimed for long, he knew. He had never claimed a human before but he knew how to seduce. He would need every shred of knowledge he gained in the past two thousand years to make this beauty want to submit to him. He groaned very quietly thinking about her submission.

To his complete and utter astonishment she offered to feed him. She seemed genuinely worried about him. His inner beast purred in pleasure. She wanted to take care of him, nourish him with her life force. His mate offered to see to his needs. He could not wait to sample her blood. Blood that was made specifically for him, he shivered in pleasure.

This was a perfect opportunity for him to seduce her, he would make sure she burned for him as much as he burned for her. He would make her mad with want and lust. He would bring her to highs she knew nothing of. When she was begging for him, and only then, would Godric make his move to give her a glimpse of what it be like to be his. He would worship her like the goddess she is. through him. Up his arm and settled into his chest. The warm feeling doubled, making him purr out loud and close his eyes. It was complete and utter ecstasy. He could not let her go. Godric felt like something within him clicked in place. It felt like his entire body had sighed in relief, he felt whole, complete. He had found his mate.