Page 47 of Forged in Dusk
“Princess Baby, those men are crazy motherfuckers that want to force my hand, but I’m not going to allow them to hurt you, ever. Baby, please listen to me, and I hope you will be open-minded. I should have told you from the beginning, but I was so scared of losing you, of you thinking that I’m a monster,” I say, taking her face in my hands.
I gaze into her worried eyes, connecting with her soul.
“What is it,” Claudette asks, furrowing her forehead.
“I’m a Vampire, it’s the truth, but I’m not dangerous. I love you so much, and you’re my soulmate. I want to convert you because if these fuckers get to you, I don’t want to think of what they will do to you,” I say, looking into her eyes.
I see the surprise, fear, anger in her eyes. Then I see the love, and that makes me feel relieved.
“What, are you serious? Oh my god! So, all of those kills were you,” Claudette asks, pushing away.
“What? No! Of course not. I don’t kill; the Kozlov Vampires don’t kill! The Rogue’s are the ones that are killing the people. They’re bloodthirsty, and they don’t know how to control it since a Rogue Vampire turned them. Now we’re trying to take them down before they continue on this bloodthirst.
Baby, we only partake of the ambrosia, the blood for nourishment, to prevent becoming anemic. We only take a few drops; that’s it. It’s not every day, but we do enjoy it when we’re having sex,” I say, taking her back in my arms.
“But all of the crime scenes, the people were killed. I was looking at the photos, and I thought I saw two round wounds on the victim's neck. I thought it would be a Vampire, but I couldn’t believe that vampires existed. Oh my god! You’re a Vampire! What about the baby? God Konstantin, you should have told me sooner,” Claudette scoffs, shaking her head.
“Claudette, I wanted to, but I was a coward, but I love you. You’re my soulmate, and the baby will be a Vampire. That’s why your senses are sharper. Baby, please don’t be scared,” I say, trying not to lose hope.
“What do you mean that you want to convert me,” Claudette asks, raising her eyebrow.
“I want to convert you into a Vampire, and that means that you will be eternally mine,” I say, looking back and forth from eye to eye.
“Oh, hmm . . . . I’m willing to convert but give me a few days to think about because it is too much to take in,” Claudette says, licking her lips nervously.
“Princess, thank you for understanding and not freaking out. I understand, but I pray that you do because I can’t live my life without you,” I say, pulling her closer.
Epilogue
Konstantin
A few weeks later.
I take Claudette and her girls out to Vegas to have some fun.
“Baby, I think that there are lots of places that look beautiful for our wedding,” Claudette says, running her hands up my arms to pull me down closer.
Kitty and Marie are out on the strip having fun.
“Is that right? What do you have in mind,” I ask, smiling at her?
“Well, since Marie and Kitty are here, I would like to get married in one of those romantic chapels,” Claudette says, smiling.
“I’m good with that; let’s get your rings and dress,” I say, kissing her nose.
“Oh no, you can’t see my dress. I think we need to go shopping tomorrow to get our dresses, and you get the rings,” Claudette says, her lips turning up in a huge smile.
“Okay, Princess, that works. I’ll arrange everything after you tell me what you want. Here’s my card for you to get everything you want,” I say, pulling out my wallet.
In today's world, everything is easier than before when we had to carry around that bag of gold coins. So, yes, I love the technology we have to make our lives easier.
I hand her the card, and she takes it, placing it on the table.
“Baby, I want lots of red roses, and white baby’s breath. I want my beautiful wedding gown, a cake, a nice dinner, and to dance in the moonlight on this balcony. I want you to invite some of your friends so they can talk to my girls. But Konstantine, I want you to convert me into a Vampire on our wedding night and for you to tell me all about the Kozlov’s Vampire Empire,” Claudette says, nodding.
“Fuck Baby, are you serious? I love you and thank you for marrying me for eternity, and I would love to tell you all about Kozlov’s Vampire Empire and who I am. I’m the second in line for the throne,” I say, taking her in my arms.
“Oh my god, are you serious,” Claudette asks wide-eyed.
