"Anna," the name rolled off his tongue and out into the damp cold air of his castle. "My Anna," he said staring at the small painted portrait in his hand that did the beautiful girl no justice.
With smile, just starting at the edges of his full masculine lips, he slipped the portrait into a drawer and moved across the room to the couch where his beloved slept quietly, unconscious from a blow to the head. He nearly growled at that, he was going to punish the one who had done it, but for now he would just be with her, wait for her wake up.
Anna began to stir, a groan in her warm throat as she reached for her head. Dolannis slipped his arms under her easily, and picked her up, cradling her like a child. Her eyes fluttered open when she felt him holding her and she thought it to be one of her older brothers.
"Byron?" She asked making out the long black hair, not understanding why his skin was so pale.
"No love, I am not your brother." Dolannis kissed her confused little look, full on the mouth. "Something for which I am eternally grateful."
Anna's lips tingled from the sensation of his kiss, her first kiss. "But," her hand came up and touched her lips lightly. "Who are you?"
"You know who I am," Dolannis said carrying her to his bed and laying her down gently in the black velvet.
She really looked at him now, sleep gone from her eyes. She did know him. He was the one who had sent those horrid women, no creatures, after her. The one who invaded her dreams, showed her how he wanted to love her, adore her, take care of her. "You're not human," she said almost as simply as if she had stated his hair was black, his skin was pale, his eyes the most vibrant and piercing color of green she'd ever seen.
"No, not really." This time she watched his mouth as he spoke, noticed the long sharp fangs inside it.
She felt her stomach not in anticipation and her breath caught in her throat. "I'm yours now, aren't I?"
Dolannis slowly began un-tucking his shirt as he watched her. "Yes, you are. You were meant to be since birth." He pulled his shirt off and climbed into the bed with her, pinning her arms above her head. "Will you fight me?"