x;Fighting Destiny [3] [Vampire/Carpathian]

It was all so overwhelming, so demanding, too much for her to handle. There was someone inside her. Someone was trying to take over her entire body. She felt them. They were being careless, making themselves perfectly well known inside of her. Either out of clumsiness or because they didn’t care; she wasn’t sure. This being was seeping into her mind, clinging to her inside and out. She wasn’t sure what this person was doing, but she wanted them to stop. She couldn’t do anything though. She was weak, powerless, and vulnerable. She couldn’t fight back. What was this person doing inside her? It couldn’t be a human. Because this person was completely dominating her mind, her soul; something humans could not do.

Who are you? She spoke to the person inside her mind. They were inside her, so they would most likely hear her communication towards them. But the response was silent. No one replied to her, and she knew they were ignoring her. Because she knew for a fact someone was inside of her. She could feel them. But the question still remained: What were they doing?

Answer me, stranger. Why have you come into my mind?

Still nothing. Alandria didn’t know what to do, what to think. After being tortured by the vampires she couldn’t do much. She couldn’t fight this person off. Could it be that it was the same person who tried to put a sleep compulsion on her? If it is he, then what is he planning now?

I am Aaron. Know that because you will soon be mine. Become one with me, young princess. The voice was stern, demanding, giving Alandria a command to listen to his orders. Which, she had no intention of doing.

No I will not. Now get out of my mind. I have no intention to become yours. You are a fool for even thinking such nonsense. She retorted back. She knew if he decided to do something, she could not stop him. It was taking all of her will power just to fight him off now. The psychic communication was wearing her out. When she fought with him not too long ago— and this was when he was out of her mind— she drained energy even then. Now, she is almost to the point where she can’t even talk to him with some mental bond he put on her.
You cannot fight me. I am too powerful, especially in your weakened state. You will give in to me and become mine. You will learn to please me as a woman should know how to please a man. You will treat me as the superior I am and do as I say, in anything. And I will not take arguments. You will become a slave to me, just as females should be.

Alandria tensed inside. She instantly got the hint as to what was going on. Aaron was inside her, attempting to control her. He was going to possess her somehow and make her become a slave to him, where she cannot fight him or say anything rebellious against him because she will be controlled. And with her in this weakened state, she cannot fight it.

Oh how the irony of all this has come back to haunt her. It started off with her defying destiny. Defying what she was meant to do; who she was meant to save. Refusing to be tied to an arrogant, dominating lifemate. Something she was going to have nothing to do with. Then it came to the point where she got captured by the very monster her kind hunt. And he has cursed her to where she has to find her lifemate in such a short amount of time, or she will be tied to this demon. And in such a short amount of time, that would be impossible. And now it has come to the point where she is tied to some traitorous Carpathian male who is so corrupted by the darkness inside him that he is sinking to the point of tying a female that is not his, to him.

It’s like a triple whammy; either way she is bound to someone. Whether it be her lifemate, a vampire, or an unknown male Carpathian, she is in a slump right now. It is funny how things worked out. For someone who refuses to be bound to anyone, she is not doing a good job at making sure that happens.

She could take to the sun; greet the dawn. It would be the only way to escape the curse that has been bestowed upon her. Why is she forced to be with someone she does not know or love? It truly is an undesirable fate. It would be much more convenient to be with someone who loves her like no other man does; cherishes her as she deserves, and he, too, would get those feelings right back to him. Why should she be forced into someone’s life? Whether it be her so-called lifemate, a vampire or a traitor. She should not be forced into anything. But, that is not the case in this situation.

You will not greet the dawn. The command was hard and stern, stating a given fact.

Says who? She retorted back. Aaron could hear the struggle in her voice. She was fighting to stay with him, to continue arguing. He could see it in her that she would not stop until she had the last word, even in her situation. How amusing.

I said so. I have searched for centuries, hundreds of years longer than you have been born, for my lifemate. And for years I have failed, even now I have failed. But when an opportunity like this— like you— appears in front of me, I have no choice but to take it. You are all that is going to keep me going. Aaron needed her. He needed someone. Preferably a Carpathian woman. No human will do. He needs to know he is holding a Carpathian woman in his arms, thinking it is his lifemate. He has given up hope on his real lifemate and has sunken to such a level before he turns. The world is one big survival of the fittest. And he must do what opportunities come to him to survive. Or he will die out, like the weaker ones in this world of survival.

I am not your lifemate. I cannot keep you going. You’re so desperate to find her that you’ve almost let the darkness take over you. You are doing a greedy deed, an unlawful deed. This is against the laws of our people and here you are trying to claim a woman who is not yours. May shame be brought to your name. She knew the conversation was going to end very soon. She didn’t know how much longer she could hold onto herself to keep the mental link going on; to keep talking to him. He could read her, see what she was thinking, because he was like a thought roaming her mind, and she could not get rid of him. She could not read him, but he could read her. And he was going to attempt to control her if she did not do something; and something fast.

You cannot do anything. So don’t waste your energy. I need a woman; a woman of our race. And then you appeared in front of me. You will be the one to tame me until I can no longer be tamed. So, do not attempt to argue. I will only take so much before I get tired of it!

“Ah!” Alandria gasped, shocked at the sudden jolt. She immediately sat up, her chest pounding in and out from attack. She didn’t even see it coming. He just sent it so suddenly. A mental push to her, not forcing compliance but showing that he means all business. That he will not take much more defiance from her. The mental push caused her a small headache and she pressed her hands against her temple, trying to push away the pain.

What did I tell you? You thought I was not serious. But I am serious. I cannot get anymore serious than I am right now. I am at my last point, my last breath, and I cannot have my only chance of a longer life to get away from me.

Alandria stood up, suddenly feeling very afraid. She had no problem defying anyone; completely going against their will and doing the exact opposite. But that is not the case this time. He was somewhere close by, watching her from inside her. It confused her how anyone can just go into her body, not even with some sort of mental bond. It’s as if he was another soul inside her; as if she was carrying two spirits in one. And one of those spirits just happened to be Aaron. She could do nothing. Defenseless and vulnerable she was. And that is what terrified her. The fact that he was so close to the darkness, that the laws of their people did not apply and he would do anything to try and buy some time. He had no intention of greeting the dawn and letting the burning rays of the sun destroy him. He valued his life to much. So, selfishly, he was fighting to live.

Her arms wrapped around her own body for comfort. The fact that he was completely inside of her, he could stop her from doing something he did not want her to do. He could also control her into doing something he wanted her to do. She knew that. He was telling her that inside her own mind. Showing her what he was capable of doing. And she did not like what she saw.

You do not fear me enough.

Her body was motionless. Was there an amount of fear he wanted her to have? Rebellious and difficult she was, but when someone threatens her independence, her freedom, completely to the point where she would have no control what-so-ever, her defiant nature fades away and she has no other choice but to surrender to this dark demand. What other choice does she have? She can fight all she wants, but even if she was perfectly healthy and unharmed she could not fight it. If the controller was strong enough to possess her, she could not fight it. Being a mere fledging such as she, she would stand no chance, no matter what sort of tough act she gives off.

Become mine. His voice was velvet soft, whispering soothingly into her mind.

And Alandria panicked. It was happening! She knew it was. He was attempting to completely control her, to take out all thoughts she had and all the freedom she had and rip them to pieces. He was chanting in her mind, the demon inside him— which is now also inside her— rising up, fighting, growling, demanding that she fall victim to him.

“No, stop! I have no intentions of becoming your slave!” She started to run. It was all she could think of doing. It would do her no good though because he was inside her mind, possessing her, controlling her. He was not physically in her mind, but mentally he was dominating her. And she was defenseless against his will.

She did not have the strength to run far. It was surprising that she had strength to run at all. It is amazing what one can do when they are desperate. You are taking advantage of a mere fledging! That shows nothing about how strong you are! She was desperately trying to make him sound like a fool, so he would stop. She could not be controlled. She would not!

A taunting laugh was heard. Her desperation, her fear, it all amused him. You will do as I say, under my control. Listen to me, Alandria. Listen well…

His voice was trying to enthrall her, trying to hypnotize her. With the natural Carpathian dark magic, he was starting to seep into her very brain, ready to take over her body at any given moment. He needed this to happen, and nothing anyone can do will stop him. Something this precious cannot and will not be taken away from him.

“Get out of me!” She tried to send a mental push inside her own mind, but she couldn’t find the strength to do it. Her knees died out on her and she fell to the ground, panting, sweating, desperately trying to fight for her very freedom; a battle she was losing. Her hands pounded at her temples in futile attempts to force him out. She couldn’t believe it. Just couldn’t believe it. He was actually going to take over her! And she was sitting here watching him.

Her vision started to become blurry. She had no energy left, she could not fight him. No more. She felt his presence inside of her start to enlarge; engulf her tiny body. It was happening and she laid on the ground letting it. What more could she do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Her strong will had cracked into a million tiny fragments. Her own thoughts were disappearing. She couldn’t think straight. She was telling herself to stand up, but she was also telling herself to obey.

Become my slave. Surrender into me. Because you cannot fight my power. And now… you are MINE!

His command was sharp. It was a shout in her mind and all thoughts, all actions, all dreams and goals, everything, it just vanished. Alandria rolled onto her back, her gaze up towards the sky unreadable. She was blank, apathetic; a look of stern seriousness. Her breathing had calmed down, back to the normal heartbeat, with Aaron controlling it. She doesn’t know what he did to get inside her because she was taught only a lifemate could do that, but whatever he did, it worked.

Aaron was reading the new thoughts in her mind. He planted thoughts about her praising him, about her loving him and wanting to live her life pleasing him. He planted goals and dreams of her wanting to have the most intimate relationship with him, and give in to his every desires. Once he scanned her mind to make sure all of her other goals were gone, he felt success. She was thinking of ways to appease him, to make him happy, and that’s what he wanted.

He could not feel any emotions, even now when he has some female of his kind completely in his mercy, but this is just the kind of distraction he needs. And she will give in to his every desires just to make have pleasure he has never had before.

Aaron walked towards her motionless body and hovered above her. He was still in her mind, controlling her, but thankfully he was able to be in his own body as well. A satisfied smile appeared on his hard features. Even with her emotionless expression, she still was alluring. She had plenty of time to sleep after their very first encounter and her face healed up a little from that, but even so, she was still worn out and could not fight him, even mentally. And that was his greatest advantage.

Before she could do anything to make him happy she needed to be healed. She is weak, and tired. What could she do in such a state like this? Nothing to satisfy him that’s for sure.

“Alandria.” He stated her name simply. Her bright, violet orbs of light shifted to his direction, gazing up at him, with a mesmerizing, hypnotic look. And by the way she was admiring him, he knew instantly that she had been taken over. That she was lost of all thoughts and only lived by hearing his voice. “Stand up.”

“Of course, love.” She replied softly, with a sexy grin. And even with her struggle from feeling weak, she managed to stand up, placing a hand gently on his shoulder. She wanted to give him all the love in the world and Aaron cursed to himself for not being able to feel any emotions back towards her. Here was Prince Mikhail’s daughter, admiring him and wanting to give him all the love she could, and he felt not a thing for her. Oh, how life can be so cruel!

“You need healed. You are still weak from earlier. Allow me to heal you.”

“Ah yes, from the vampire.” She heaved a sigh and shrugged. Aaron’s eyes lit up. He was right. She had been attacked by the vampire. But what did he want with her? If he had not taken her with him or even killed her, was there a purpose for his attack onto her?

Do not worry so much about it. I am perfectly fine and we do not need to think of a vampire anymore. Just the love between you and I.

Prince Mikhail would have his neck if he saw the way his daughter was acting. He knew his daughter all to well and knew she would never say this to anyone. She had no intention of ever saying this to anyone. Yet here she was, saying it to him and meaning it from the heart; or so she thought. But, Prince Mikhail would never know. He planted thoughts in Alandria’s mind making her have this massive desire to have him, to take him away from everyone and make sweet love to him. That was what she wanted and Mikhail cannot say anything if he thinks Aaron is his daughter’s lifemate.

“You cannot appease me if you are weak. I want you healthy so you can use every ounce of energy you have. Not be weak and struggle to make me happy.” He replied sternly. It would be useless if she was weak. She needed to be strong and fit. There is no pleasure when taking a tired, exhausted and wounded person to bed.

“You are right. I am sorry I am being such a burden.” She had such a beautiful voice; as if musical notes danced around while she spoke her words. He could not feel the beauty of her voice but he could hear it and sense it and knew it was there. “Heal me, love. And I will rock your world tonight. Just you, and me.” He arms wrapped securely around his waist, pulling him into her soft body. She wanted the feel of his hot, demanding body onto hers. She wanted to know she was in total control of him, and be the one dominating him that night. She was in love with him, and that was all she felt. She felt no anger, no sadness, no nothing. Just the love she shared with him, and she would do anything for him to return that love to her.

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Groups of people slowly stepped out of the way of the powerful man walking down the street. He had the look of a predator, his hard features and the serious look on his face. He screamed power. Just by looking at him, it was obvious he was deadly and dangerous. Someone not to be messed with. His massive muscles rippling within the thin layer of his shirt. His walk was gentle, slow, and had a simple pattern to it.

People stared at him either with admiration or with fear. Never in-between. Girls instantly fell in love with him just from looking at him. The way his golden eyes gleamed with the moonlight and the golden mane of hair glided with his gentle strode. All they wanted was for him to get with them, sleep with them, have a few drinks with them. That was how attractive he was. All male Carpathians are attractive, alluring and sexy. Same goes for the females. Their beauty is undeniably large.

Julian Savage knew she was here. This is the place where Mikhail was able to track her down and send to Julian. And he had no other word from Mikhail, so it was obvious she was still here. And Julian had every intention in finding her. Now-a-days they were all in danger. Vampires are plotting even more devious plots to kill out the Carpathian race; their enemies are increasing while their very own species is decreasing. And with males not being able to find their lifemates, it’s killing off more Carpathians each passing day.

In the large city of San Francisco, he also knew someone else was here. Someone who he’s ignored for so long now. His brother. Aidan Savage. This was the city Aidan has chosen to guard and to hunt the vampires. This was also the city where Aidan found his lifemate and the dark demon inside of him cannot come out because of the lightness that blinds the demon; not allowing him to be free from inside Aidan. That is the power lifemates have. They are the lightness while the males are the darkness. The females heal the bleak soul the males are burdened with. And Julian cannot be happier for his brother for being one of the few lucky ones to find his lifemate. Julian cannot feel that happiness but he knows it is there; just as he knows the love for his brother is there somewhere.

Julian once again shook his head of all thoughts. Why do his thoughts keep running back to his missing lifemate? He’s always wanted one and has even prayed to God that he may be blessed with one and feel the blessing that he was meant to feel. But he has never thought about a lifemate this much. He wants one, yes, but that’s all he can think of right now. All that swamps his mind is her. Yet, he does not know her. For all he knows she could be dead, or non existent or even not born yet. He can’t hold out much longer. After he returns the Prince’s daughter back to her, he has to take to the sun. He feels he has no lifemate waiting for him. But why do thoughts like these keep overcoming him? Why is he all of a sudden constantly thinking of her?

He continued his journey down the road. Ignoring the stares people were giving him. He wanted to find Alandria quickly, because his demon would soon be released if he did not take to dawn. She was in danger with him. It was a huge risk to have Julian protect her, but he swore to himself he would not let the demon harm this woman. With her in his protection he would not allow such a thing. But the risk was still dangerous.

“Oh my God!” A woman cried out, grabbing everyone’s attention. She was pointing to a man carrying a woman. He had her over his shoulders, in a rough, rude manner. But she wasn’t struggling or fighting at all to get out of his grip. She calmly rested over his shoulders, despite the fact that she looked uncomfortable.

Julian tensed. His heartbeat starting to race slowly, beating faster and faster. The world around him started to change. He lifted his hand to look down at it. His skin was not a dull grey anymore; he was not seeing in black and white. He had tanned, muscled arms and he couldn’t help but continue looking around. The moon, it was a shade of red, making the beauty of the night even more so. But all he noticed was the colors! He was able to see in colors! How can this be so? A male’s color vision only returns to him if….he finds his lifemate.

Seriously, how can this be so? Instantly he looked back to the brooding man who was carrying that woman. He could not see her face, but he couldn’t help but continue to stare towards her. The way her beautiful figure was laid out for him. Her shapely bottom, and her tiny waist. Was she really the one?

Julian noticed that woman who shouted in complete surprise stormed over to that man and demanded he drop the woman over his shoulders. He saw the way that man arched a brow with mocking amusement. The woman over his shoulders pulled herself up to face the woman with a smile assuring she was fine, and Julian finally got a glimpse at her face; the beauty of her alluring face.

The female pushed herself out of the man’s arms and tried to reason with the lady, but Julian wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying because he was so caught up in the moment. After all these years of living a bleak, empty existence, he really found her. And….with another man!

Instantly, as fast as he became relieved to see in color, he became enraged. Now he was feeling these emotions he has never felt before. Emotions that were overwhelming him, swarming his black-stricken heart. Male Carpathians had a bad jealous streak and now Julian was seeing exactly what that meant. His lifemate was in the arms of some other man and he did not like that; not one bit.

Without letting her know, he went into her mind. He was powerful and deadly, and with all his years of living, Julian has become one of the strongest Carpathians, right next to his brother, Aidan, and the healer of his people, Gregori— the dark one, and was able to seep into her mind without a mental bond. Julian read her like an open book and did not like what he read. She was obsessed with this man, Aaron. Aaron was all she thought about, Aaron was the only one on her mind. She wanted to make him happy, appease him with the ultimate pleasure. And that blew Julian over the top. Not only was his lifemate with another man, but she wanted to please him in bed as well!

The woman clung her arms around Aaron, smiling with delight. Aaron had that hard face, the look of no emotions. So, it became obvious that he had no found his lifemate yet. So, what was he doing with Julian’s?

A picture came in his mind, a picture from Mikhail and Julian gasped. This was the girl he was meant to bring back! This was Alandria Dubrinsky. Savannah and Raven were right. Fate did have a way to mess with people. Who knew that the woman he was meant to bring back would be his lifemate? Julian was overcome with so many different emotions that he did not know what to think. Happy that he found his lifemate, jealous that she was with another man, and angry that this man was claiming her when she belonged to only Julian.

Mikhail, I have found your daughter. Julian replied, contacting with the prince, mentally. It has been a few days since he had been sent and now she has been found; but Julian had no intentions of bringing her back and then leaving. Not when she belonged to him.

I am glad to hear that. And I can feel it inside you, Julian. My daughter is your lifemate. I am glad. You are one of our strongest hunters, and one of our most loyal. I did not want to lose you. That makes two of you who owe me for providing lifemates.

Julian heard the mocking amusement from Mikhail and let out a small smug. I have always been loyal to you, and now you don’t even know how I feel. Now that I have found out your daughter is my lifemate, I would like to know what was being said about her before I got there. He recalled hearing them talk about Alandria, before he got there. He sensed it in their minds. And because he brought it up, Mikhail laughed.

That is right! Alandria is your lifemate. I wish you all the luck in the world. Enough said. You must attend to her, Julian. You need her more than anything right now. Attend to her.

The challenge will be welcoming, and I plan to do just that. Julian challenged back, breaking off the connection. She is apparently defiant from what he has heard, but from the looks of it, that is the exact opposite she seems to be from rebellious. She seems loyal to that man and determined to make him happy, no matter what.

Julian returned his full attention back towards her. He cannot let her continue to cling to this man. She does not belong to him. This man still has a black heart and Alandria is not his lifemate. So he has no reason to be around her like he is. And Julian had every intention to make that message loud and clear.

Now that she is found he had no reason to greet the dawn. He was absolutely sure she was his lifemate. Emotions were seeping in, his vision was in color, he had this powerful urge to claim her right here and now. All the signs were so visible and clear; smacked in front of his face. Alandria Dubrinsky was his lifemate.
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