"I am sorry, forgive me ... Alessandro."
I woke to find the note and a rose resting on Alessandro's pillow. For the first time since arriving in Italy I slept deeper than I could remember ever sleeping even in my own bed. I had not heard or even felt him get up. And for all the ill will I harbored for him, I could not suppress an overwhelming sense of loss in his absence. I looked at the note again as I tested my still sore bottom against the bed, I prayed he had not left me bruised.
"What a mess I'm in ..." I whispered to myself as I brought the rose to my nose. A shiver thrilled up my spine as memories of the night before flooded my mind. The raw passion in his eyes had frightened me while at the same time it lent me a sense of power. I contemplated how sexy I felt knowing that when it came to me, Alessandro had no control; that he just had to take me. Under his gaze, in his arms, I am not simply a sister, a wife, or a friend; I am a woman, feral and phenomenal. But still, I wondered how long it would all last, and what he would do with me once boredom set in.
"Buongiorno Nicolette ..." Donata's voice floated through the bed's draperies to sail into my ears like the song of heaven's wind chimes. Alessandro's sister was an angel. Her preternatural beauty stunned my senses, and her lovely voice threatened to bring me to tears. However, despite the innocence she exuded, I knew she was just like them, a vampire, and she could not be trusted. Feeling like I had made myself clear the previous night, that I did not wish to be 'friends' with her, I sat stark still in silence praying she would take the hint and go away.
"Alessandro had to go out this morning, I came to keep you company." She said pushing the voile aside as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"I don't need any company thanks." My voice shook as I grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around myself. I started to get out of bed when she took hold of my wrist.
"Please Nicolette, give me a chance."
"Have you ever noticed how grabby your family is Donata?" I bit out as I glared at her hand.
"I-I'm sorry, I just, Nicolette, I am as lonely as you must be here, can't we just talk?"
"You are lonely in your own house? That makes no sense, this is your family." My curiosity got the best of me as I questioned her. It seemed my inquiry hit a nerve. As she fidgeted with her robe her tension grew instantly as I waited for her to explain herself. The sun spilled over her fair skin and bounced off of her golden mane so much I thought looking at her just right, one might need sunglasses to look at her for extended periods of time.
"I refuse to marry, to mate, and in so doing, I refuse to grow our line. There are not very many of us left Nicolette." She whispered shaking her head as her sparkling dark eyes found mine.
"Vampires?"
"Yes, vampires, we are a dying race. And because I refuse to aid the cause, I am for all intensive purposes shunned."
"But you're here. I mean ..."
"Why don't they get rid of me? We are not barbarians Nicolette. This is my home, and like it or not we are family, they would never, do that." She chuckled as she ran a nervous hand through her hair.
"But this house is as much my prison as it is yours." The venom in Donata's voice seemed to mirror what I felt about being there. I was beginning to see her in a new light, perhaps we could be acquaintances at least.
"You can't leave?"
"No ... I can go anywhere I like within the confines of this compound, but I am not allowed beyond the front gates."
"Why not?"
"Because I fell in love ..." She whispered as her gaze seemed to go out beyond the balcony.
"But that's good right? You can marry ..."
"Carlo is not compatible Nicolette, our children would be human, his genes are all wrong. My parents and my brothers have forbidden me to see him. But I would not cooperate, so I am not allowed to leave at all."
"Is that why I am here?" I asked on baited breath. Her onyx eyes found mine again, and as she offered me a reserved smile and shallow shrug I knew without her answer that one reason I was there is that I was to mate with Alessandro.
"Are you telling me I was brought here to be bred? What am I then, a cow! This is insanity! I have got to get out of here! I won't do this! How do you know my genes are even compatible? I mean I could be another Carlo!" I yelled.
"We know Nicolette. Alessandro's voice cut through the thick tension in the room. "Sister, don't you think it fair that I should be the one to explain things to my wife?" he said standing by the door of the room waiting for Donata to leave.
"She is not your wife yet, Brother." Donata said with defiance as she made to embrace me. When I flinched she grabbed me, and as she did I felt her press a ball of tissues into my hand. Tucked in its core were several solid pieces of something.
"For after ..." She whispered ever quietly into my ear. She kissed me on each cheek and as she pulled away from me she offered a small wink and her dangerous smile.
"We shall speak again soon?" She asked. Bewildered, I nodded my head.