May Death Do Us Part

100 Chapter 100 : Soulmate

“Sorry I forgot you’re warm blooded,” Vivian whispered, her breath sending chills down Zander’s spine. “Allow me to warm it up for you.”

She moved slowly to his front, her small gentle fingers trailing his muscular body as she circled him akin to the exotic belly dancers from the south. Zander looked down at her blue eyes and gulped, “Vivian I..”

The beautiful nosferatu placed a finger on his lips and the man snapped his mouth shut. He had to hold back the urge to nibble her finger, pull her into his embrace and kiss her long and desperately.

“Don’t worry Zander I don’t bite... much,” she said with an amorous chuckle that made the man almost drool.

“How exactly are you planning to warm the water up?” Zander’s mind was already in the gutter, a dirty, dark, incredibly filthy gutter. He was getting excited the more he thought of all the possibilities the two of them could explore in order to warm the water up. Gods, was this even him? Was he really shamelessly getting excited about ravishing a nosferatu in the middle of a cold lake? But how could he not? Fuck the rules, there was no woman on this earth that Zander wanted more than Vivian, especially in this moment.

The dark haired woman inched closer and placed her delicate hand on Zander’s firm chest. This was it, this was the green light he was waiting for, he was going to go for it, he was going to kiss Vivian. The elf closed his eyes and started leaning in for her luscious red lips, any moment now he would fulfill his little fantasy.

“Alright there you go,” Vivian spoke making Zander peel one of eyes open and look at her.

“Excuse me...?”

“The water,” Vivian added on, “I warmed it up for you.”

.....

Zander’s eyes fell on Vivian’s hand that was hovering slightly above the water. The water around him had indeed become much warmer than before, was that magic? The elf pursed his lips and blushed, of course she was going to use magic, why did he think she’d ever want to be with a guy like him, an elf. An uptight, by the book, boring elf.

“You okay?” Vivian asked the man whose mood seemed to have plummeted.

“Umm yeah I’m great..” Zander responded flatly, “thank you for the water.”

Vivian nodded and walked back to her original position and proceeded to cleaning herself while Zander half bathed half wallowed in self pity.

“You should get out of there before you wrinkle up like a prune,” Vivian spoke to the man as she walked out of the water and covered herself with her robe.

“yeah okay..” Zander finished up and turned to exit the water when he noticed Vivian staring at him wide eyed with a faint blush on her cheeks. “What?” He questioned the woman.

The beautiful nosferatu turned away from him and began walking towards the camp, “nothing!” She responded curtly and rushed off. When she was far from the man’s line of sight, she leaned against a large tree trunk and drew in a long breath. When she first noticed that the blonde uptight elf liked her, she had planned to mess with him for a bit. But after gazing at his beautifully curved body as he emerged from the water her heart flattered and knots formed in her stomach. Had Zander always been that... hot?

“Fuck..” Vivian muttered to herself before tightening her robe and walking back to he camp.

*

Queen Tauriel pursed her lips lightly as she listened to her son explaining how he’d met Melissa. From his expressions as he spoke about her, his gestures, and how he held her hands and stroked them, the queen could tell that Gareth was completely smitten by the woman. The whole thing was making the queen’s head hurt, how could this have happened again? Why couldn’t he fall in love with anyone else.. anybody at all.. it had to be a nosferatu.

“... so now here we are.” Gareth concluded.

The queen forced a smile and nodded at her handsome son, “it seems you two have quite the connection..”

“It’s more than that,” Gareth responded as he stroked Melissa’s hand lovingly, “she’s my soulmate, I can’t imagine my life without Melissa in it.”

Melissa’s breath hitched at the words Gareth had spoken. Did he just call her his soulmate?

“But brother, the elves and nosferatu can not-”

Queen Tauriel abruptly stoop up and cut Finwe short. She cleared her throat and gave a signal to one of the guards who rushed to her side and bowed. “Please have the maids prepare some rooms for my son and his guest, and some food as well,” she told the guard, “they must be tired and hungry.”

“Of course my queen.” The guard bowed again and left to do as he was told.

Gareth stood up and cleared his throat to get his mother’s attention, “I don’t mean to be rude queen Tau.. err mother.. but one room is alright for Mel and I. I’d feel better if I had her close to me.”

“Oh nonsense you two can’t share a room,” the queen responded with a smile that Melissa could see was one word away from turning into a frown.

“But-”

The redhead reached for Adam’s hand and smiled up at him, “it’s alright,” she spoke with a sweet smile, “I wouldn’t mind finally having a big bed all to myself.” She could see that queen was trying to keep Gareth and her apart, going against her wishes right now would not be wise.

Moments later Gareth watched as Melissa was led away to the opposite side of the castle by two maids, while he was led to his room by his brother Finwe.

“You worry like she’s in some sort of danger brother,” Finwe commented having noticed Gareth’s uneasiness. “Or maybe she is the danger?”

“Why do I get the feeling she’s not welcome here,” the dark haired elf spoke with knitted brows, “you may claim to be family but I really don’t trust any of you, especially with Melissa.”

“That’s understandable,” Finwe responded, “but you have to understand brother, her kind doesn’t venture these parts of the continent anymore.”

“And why is that?” Gareth asked. He felt like there was something everyone wasn’t telling him. He first noticed it with Zander, and now his brother and mother, what exactly had happened between the nosferatu and elves?

Finwe stopped in front of a large white door and turned to face his brother, “let’s not dwell on that for now,” he spoke with a smile, “you’re home now, it’s time to celebrate not dwell on century old rivalries.” Finwe pat Gareth on the shoulder and started waking back, “get some rest, mother has been looking for an excuse to throw a party and you’ve just given it to her. You’ll need all the energy you can get for the festivities ahead.”

Gareth watched Finwe walk away until he disappeared at the far end of the hallway. The dark haired prince sighed and walked through the large white door and into a massive room. Was this really meant for just one person?

He closed the door and walked slowly past a large grey sofa placed in front of a flickering fireplace and white polar bear rug. Adjacent to it was a large white bookshelf with a vast assemblage of books and parchments. There was a table with a single chair next to the shelf, and next to it a glass door that led to a well decorated balcony fitted with a low table and chairs. On the other side of the room was a large feathery soft bed with about a dozen pillows and thick white blankets and sheets.

The prince sat down on the bed and practically sunk into it. The room was absolutely breath taking. “Melissa would love this,” he mumbled to himself before sighing and falling back on the bed. She was literally under the same roof as him but he missed her.. so so much. After such a long journey he wanted nothing more than to take a warm bath with her and hold her all night till he fell asleep.

He brought his hand to the bite mark she had left on his neck and scoffed. Would they really stop him from going to see her? I mean he was just going to see how she was settling in right? It’s not like he was planning on sneaking her into his room against his mother’s will.

Gareth sat up and grinned to himself. He was just going to check on her that’s all, no harm in checking in on his guest right? And maybe staying with her till she fell asleep, just in case she felt a little homesick. It was common curtesy, his mother would understand.

The eleven prince hopped off his bed and made his way to the door, a big smile painting his face. He couldn’t believe he was about to sneak around his mother’s house for a woman, the feeling was exciting him for some reason and it only made him long for Melissa even more. When he threw the door open, he bumped into someone who was equally about to enter his room.

He looked down at the woman whose eyes were as wide as an owl, “p- prince Gareth!” The woman squealed and awkwardly curtsied before him. “Forgive me I didn’t know you’d be in yet.”