Royal Pain (Rewritten)

Chapter 45

Elle had finally completed the transformation. Her head was pounding harder than a locomotive on train tracks. It was difficult to focus on her surroundings but she knew she wasn't home. The bright gold trim and high ceilings were definitely not anything she was used to seeing.

Elle tried pushing off the covers but she was quickly hit with a heat flash making her regret getting up. Gentle hands helped her steady. Elle looked up and found two beautiful blue grey eyes staring back down at her.

"You need more rest." His velvet voice was soothing.

"Where am I?" She couldn't remember much.

The last thing she could concentrate on was Deva. Deva was alive.

"Where's Deva? Is she ok?"

The beautiful stranger nodded. "Deva's fine. You're safe. All you need to focus on now is getting better."

She was fine. Deva was ok. That put her mind at ease but where was she? Why couldn't she remember anything?

"Here drink this. It will help you get your strength back." He handed her a white foamed cup with a straw.

Elle was so thirsty and hungry she didn't even care to ask what it was. The liquid slid down her throat and satisfied her every taste bud. The strong taste of iron alarmed her.

"Is this blood?" She was afraid to ask because she was enjoying it so much.

He nodded never breaking his gaze. He was studying her.

Blood? That was so wrong. It was sick and twisted yet she couldn't put it down. She loved the taste and wanted more. The cup was emptied in seconds.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

His hand grasped hers. "You're no longer human Elle."

How did he know her name? "Who are you?"

His smile was warm and far too kind. "I'm Lucian, a friend of Deva's."

He looked like Adamarius. She remembered Deva brought him with her.

"What do you mean I'm no longer human?" Fear was everyone's first reaction.

"You were stabbed and you lost a lot of blood. Deva couldn't watch you die. She asked me to turn you into a vampire."

Elle shook her head. It had to be a cruel joke. "What the hell are you talking about? What kind of sick joke are you playing?"

He didn't expect her to believe vampires existed, or to accept that she had now become one.

"Where is Deva? I want to see my sister." She began to panic, naturally.

Lucian cupped her face and forced her to look up at him. "Breathe Elle. Everything is going to be alright. You're going to be fine. Deva is alive and she is here. I promise. You're not alone. You will never be alone."

His smooth voice radically calmed her nerves.

"What is going on?" Tears spilled down her face.

"Everything will be explained but for now you need to rest. Shhh." He cooed and conspicuously added a drug to her IV to numb her mind.

Lucian waited patiently by her side till her distress had finally past.

Before he could make it to the door Elle spoke, "Don't go. Please."

She was weak, confused, and afraid. Lucian couldn't refuse. She reminded him so much of Deva. Was it wrong for him to mix those same emotions? He sat back in the chair next to the bed and watched as she stubbornly fought back the sleep.