Impaling my Heart: Vlads story (Annalese and the Immortals Book 2) by Annie Buff Page B

for you."
    They left hand in hand and at the stairs he scooped her up and carried her down.  Instead of putting her down at the bottom, he carried her all the way to the patio.  There they found Mehmet being chased by Michael.  What a sight.  She couldn't wait to see this same scene play out with Vlad and Lyla.
    In a couple of days, Annalese was feeling much better, and it was a good thing. The day had finally come.  Their suite was finally done and Annalese was on edge.  Vlad had gone out to deal with something.  He was more secretive than normal.  Annalese was dying.  The anticipation was killing her.
    "Lach please can we just peek.  The big guy already knows what it looks like.  Please!" She was fast running out of patience.
      "Nay Lass.  T would kill me.  Tis his gift to ye and he wants to be the one to open dat door.  Yer gonna have to wait."
    Ugh great.  She hated waiting.  This was not her forte.  A voice distracted her from the waiting.   "Where is my girl?"  It was Nico.  He and Lese had fast become friends.
    "Nico!"  She almost ran to greet him.  "Where have you been?  I haven't seen you in weeks.  Is being Alpha that big of a job?  You need a second so we can hang out.  I've missed you."
    He hugged her, not too tight though.  He could probably take one of her mates, but both would be impossible.  Vlad would bathe in Nico's blood and enjoy it.  Of this Nico was certain.
    "I know but duty calls.  It ain't easy being King Doll.  I've been looking for a second, a Beta if you will.  I just haven't found anyone I trust enough.  I promise I'll make more time for you.  As long as the Dark Prince leaves my innards where they are.  Kinda fond of things like my spleen."
    "Let's go get coffee or tea for me.  This baby does not like caffeine, so herbal tea it is."
     
    VOIVODE
    Vlad was in hunter mode, in tune with all his senses.  He'd left their bed as soon as she had fallen asleep.  Vlad had spent the night - or day as it was, in the dungeon.  He had to find his Impaler side.  He'd have soaked in a tub of blood if he had enough.  He had dug deep, clawing his way to the pits of hell and back.  And he found what he was looking for.  His Dracul side; vicious and sadistic as he was black hearted.  The Council had given sanctions.  All he had to do was hunt.  Even Cyrus had cleared Nico for the hunt.  Vlad knew what he was about to do.  Annalese would be livid, but hopefully she would forgive him eventually.  "Nobody fucks with my family" he whispered into the wind.
    Sophia; he knew he'd find her.  She was predictable.  His warlord side or voivode was showing as he sniffed the air, violet eyes glowing, lighting a path through the outskirts of Bucharest.  People avoided the Prince.  Nobody would make eye contact.                He was on a mission and the determination showed on his face.  Not just in his eyes, but his jaw was hard set like stone, fangs showing.  He was truly one pissed off vampire.  He had spoken to Lachlan.  Told him what he was doing – well, not everything.  Just that the longer he sat on his hands, the angrier he got.  So he needed to do some recon.  Lachlan had no idea just what thoughts were in Vlad's head.  Vlad knew, without a doubt, what he could do to Sophia, but something was gnawing at his gut. It was a strange dull ache in the pit of his stomach.  Damn if he hadn’t grown a conscience.  OK, this would be a warning.  He'd do that for Annalese.  One and that would be all he could allow.
    He felt like he'd walked 1,000 miles.  Vlad was thanking Versace for one hell of a pair of boots when it hit him. It was Lavender. It was Sophia.  Checking his surroundings, he knew she was close.  The Boutique!  The Gods damned Boutique.
    He only meant to open the door, but his anger got the best of him and it flew off the hinges.  His eyes met hers.  She instantly knew she was neck deep in shit.
    "Vlad… nice to see you."  Her