Well, here it is! The next chapter etc etc.

I would like to let you all in on Amalia's personality. She's stubborn, and she really doesn't want any part in the Supe world even if her parents are Supes, and they deal with Supes daily. She has a vast knowledge of how their world works, she knows about Vampire Hierarchy, and etiquete and what not. But she chooses to avoid that world as much as possible. She does not want to embrace it, and that will be something that will go down gradually as the story progresses. She is a strong female character, and she likes doing things her own way. Our favorite Vamp Godric, is either going to tame her, or learn to live with it.

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Amalia POV

Deep inside of me, there was a storm raging on.

I was caught in a web, like a simple fly or moth, waiting to be devoured. I had no way out.

I stared at Godric, unsure of what to say, or what words were best to say to him. How do I explain my feelings? How do I explain to him everything that I have been feeling, without making myself sound crazy?

When I said those words to him back then, I knew it would come back to bite me in the ass, it was only a matter of time.

I really hope he hadn't remembered, or heard those words I had said to him.

"I'll treat you kindly because you are my father's guest." I said to him, turning my eyes away, because I felt like melting when I looked directly into his eyes. Instead, I looked down at the flowers in the garden.

Angelo had ceased to growl at him, but the darn dog was still here waiting for my command to attack.

I looked back at him. "I am not your love." I said again. "So please stop calling me that."

Godric had said nothing, but instead there was amusement in his eyes. He looked amused, as if not taking what I said seriously.

"Forgive me, dear one. But I merely answered your question, now it is only within my right, if you answer mine."

"Why I don't give in?" I looked back at him. "Because, because I..." What was the answer I needed to give him? I didn't know what to say. Instead the best thing I did was attempt to walk away, but within seconds, Godric had gotten a hold of my wrist. He had me turn towards him, and we were so close, my nose touched his, his lips barely touching mine. Which caused me to go weak in the knees, and if he let me go, then I would surely collapse.

"Not this time, not again, not ever." He said to me.

I felt his emotions, and mine all together with his touch. It was such a strange, yet breathtaking moment, I felt myself lean in and I captured his lips with my own. I felt Godric wrap his arms around me, as he deepened the kiss.

I had never had someone kiss me with so much passion and desire, so much love. I didn't know what came over me, but I welcomed it even more. I pulled away, needing air.

"Never again." He whispered in my ear. "I won't let you run from me again my love." I saw his fangs go down, and though I should have been scared of him I wasn't. I thought he was going to take my blood, but he didn't, instead he brushed his fangs down my neck, sending shivers down my spine, down there; spiking my arousal. He kissed my neck, and sucked on it lightly, and I felt my nipples getting hard. Oh god, I wanted him, I really wanted him, and I felt myself slowly lose control.

It felt so right, everything felt right; when I should have been running again. I should have pulled away, but my instincts told me to stay with him.

With fangs still out, he pulled my lips towards his again, claiming them once more.

When he pulled away, he looked me in the eyes and said. "You are mine, and I will never let you run from me again." There was a smirk on his lips. "You have a promise that you cannot break."

I froze.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." I snapped back, quickly regaining my composure. I turned around to walk away again, but he held on to me, not letting me go. So I turned back and glared at him. "Let me go, Godric." I tried to pull away again, but he wouldn't budge. He wouldn't let go.

"Please let me go." I felt my voice waver. "I have nothing to do with you. Whatever promise I made you, you can't hold me accountable anymore, you're here and you're alive. I made a promise, in case you'd be gone from the world."

"I'm technically dead, you know." I felt his grip on me loosen.

"You are not! You are living, you are here with me. What we did moments ago, is what a man and a woman do together. So to me you are very much alive."

Godric POV

"How can I let you walk away, when you are the other piece of me that is missing?"

"Please don't tell me you love me." She looked so sad, and so afraid. The fear in her eyes, I felt as if that was my own doing. I wanted to let her know how much I needed her, how much she needed me. I could tell she was a stubborn young woman, stubborn like my child and I loved the fire in her. She was defiant, and she handled herself well.

"But I do. From the moment you sung for me, your beautiful voice was like a spell that captured me. I will be truthful with you; I had let myself be captured by the fellowship that day. It is in that moment where I met you; I was planning to meet my true death."

"You were throwing your life away, for some hateful fanatics. Why?"

"Not for them, but I wanted to prove a point." I didn't tell her the whole truth, but I could tell she didn't believe me. She took my hand, and I watched her close her eyes.

"What point? Peace? That Vampires can't harm anyone?" She sighed. "I believe it, just look at you. One look into your eyes, and I can tell you are the most gentle creature I have ever laid eyes upon. Your life is too precious to throw away, don't meet your true death for stupid reasons."

"I am far from gentle." I said, and I continued on. "But what if the reason is you?" I inquired, wanting an answer from her. Because I needed to know how she felt. I could see her having an internal battle with herself.

"Stop it." She said. "Stop it. Just stop it."

"Stop what?" I asked again, curious.

"This, everything!" She threw her arms up in the air.

"I hate feeling all of this. Ever since I left Dallas, ever since I left that church I have been feeling so overwhelmed. I have felt nothing but depression, all my thoughts go to you! I have feelings for you that I suddenly sprouted! How do I explain that? Being away from you hurts so much, I can't stand the thought of losing you. In that church, when I thought you were going to die, I hated it! Even then, I was feeling sad for you! Why, why do I feel my heart pulling towards you? I barely know you, yet I know I can trust you. I know I can give you my heart, and I know you would never betray me, I can feel so bare and vulnerable against you and it scares me!"

I let her rant out towards me, though her revelations just proved my theory even further. She was indeed my mate. She was; without a doubt, mine. The other half to my soul, the one who would complete me.

I gave her a small smile.

"Then you needn't be scared. You just said so yourself. You can trust me, I would never betray you, I will never hurt you. But deny me now, and I will gladly meet the true death in an instant. I cannot live without you. The thought of you leaving me again, is unbearable, and I cannot let that happen. If you would rather be content with me gone, then so be it."

I smelled her fear, at my revelation. She panicked, and said "No! You can't do that! You can't tell me you're going to die and just leave me here to bear with that. You're being selfish and cruel towards me!"

"Not anymore cruel, than you are towards me." I simply stated.

"If you die, then what about me? It's going to be just as unbearable for me, as it is to you."

"You would have brought it upon yourself then."

I needed to let her see, that we belonged with each other, so perhaps I was being slightly harsh towards her, but she needed to see, that she needed me. She needed to see what I was going through, what she would go through. It would be equal for the two of us. If I died, she died, that is how mates worked.

Amalia POV

Before he even left me here, I ran up to him, and got a hold of his arm. In that instant, I felt so many emotions enter me, I had never felt the emotions of a vampire. I never could, but Godric was able to broadcast his emotions to me. I could feel him; I could feel the deep love he had for me. I gasped and I took my hand away from him.

"I'll walk back with you." I muttered. Still thinking on his words.

He was going to die for me, for me.

Why?

I wasn't worth it.

I stopped and looked at him. He was expecting me to say something to him, but I couldn't find the right words to say. There was so much more I could say about my feelings for him, but let's face it, I was being a coward. I was so confused.

No, that wasn't it.

I was scared.

I was scared of letting myself love him, I was scared that one day, he would leave me. He was a vampire, it was in their nature, and I could not spend forever with him. There was no such thing as forever.

But I wanted to touch him again, and I did; and he allowed me to touch his arm, as if he knew what I was doing, but he said nothing, he only watched me.

The minute I touched him again, I felt another wave of feelings hit me, and I suddenly I blacked out.

"I have waited for so long, there are so many things I wanted to say to you, that I didn't know what to say." The young woman continued, the same young woman whom continued to plague my dreams every night. The dreams had only gotten stronger, since meeting Godric, and they were no longer the same, but they were different.

"A thousand words, I have a thousand words for you, a thousand embraces, I know they'll cradle you, and hopefully they'll send you back to me. I can only hope." The young woman spoke, and the man in my dreams smiled, pressing a kiss, a tender kiss to her forehead. "I promise I will come back to you. But, should something ever happen, know that you will never be alone, Kyrie." The man spoke, his voice tender and sweet. It felt so familiar to me. I felt sad at the sound of his melodic voice.

The scene changed, and I no longer saw these two people.

I saw Godric, smiling back at me; he was caressing my cheek, while holding me in his arms. Our naked bodies intertwined, I could feel his cold skin against mine, and it was so comforting, I felt so safe in his arms. I could tell we had recently had sex, and I was tracing my finger around the tattoos on his skin.

"Beautiful." I said in a low whisper, one that only he would hear.

"The symbol for water…" I trailed my fingers alongside the other tattoos on his body.

"Life…and rebirth…"

My scene changed once more.

"Kyrie, you shall never be alone. The fates have always favored you, and if something happens to me, I know they will give you someone who will complete you."

"Impossible, you already complete me." I heard him chuckle at me.

"You my dearest, will one day find your fated, and you must never let him go." He chuckled again.

"Though, I am sure you will be stubborn and refuse him.."

"Of course I have to refuse him, have you seen how annoying Godric is?" I was shocked, that voice was my own, yet at the same time, this wasn't me.

"Amalia, don't be silly now."

"Amalia."

"Amalia"

"Wake up."

I sat up with a jolt, and I glanced around my surroundings, noticing I was back in my own bedroom, and alone. No one was here. Wasn't I just at a party? I was even wearing my nightgown; Angelo was lying on my bed like he always would. Everything seemed so normal.

I recalled the past events, and I recalled that dream I had. The one with Godric in it. I felt my face flush red, and I quickly got out of my bed.

Was last night real?

Did I see Godric again? Did I really black out?

And who was Kyrie? Who was the other man?

Why were my dreams of the man and woman intertwining to both me and Godric?

Or if I had a Godric induced dream, that means he must have fed me his blood! That sneaky no good vampire fed me his damn blood!

As I made my way out of bed, a maid came in with a glass of milk, gingerbread cookies, a bottle of water and some pills.

"Young miss," The maid addressed me. "I have a message from your parents. Mister Atticus, The master and this mistress are being held up in a meeting with Doctor Ludwig. They will be here shortly. Your mother and Doctor Ludwig request that you eat this, before taking these medications they have sent for you. Oh! Speaking of which, there is a young man outside, he has been waiting to see you. He wants to know if you will allow him in, he seems awfully worried."

"….Fine, he can come in."

Before the maid even made her way outside to tell him the news, Godric had already strolled on inside my bedroom. Damn vampire hearing.

"You're okay." He said, not as a question. But merely looking me over, examining me well. He was confirming it for himself. I nodded my head.

"You gave me your blood. Didn't you?"

He didn't show me any emotion. "Isn't your blood sacred? Giving it to a human must be bad Vampire Etiquette, unless I was a pet, or ready to be turned into your child."

I suddenly felt a burst of emotions from him; he pinned me down on the bed, and looked me in the eyes. "Never, never compare yourself to a pet. You are more than that. You are my mate, you are above them all, and you are above every vampire in this world, above everything. "I could feel his anger, and I shuddered at his emotions. Damn Vampires and their enhanced everything. I could feel everything even more strongly than I usually could with this guy.

"Your mate…" I whispered. A term I had often heard in my childhood. My mother was a big sucker for stories of soul mates finding each other. She had always mentioned that the fates often did that. Tie someone to you. It was rare, but it had occurred. My mother used to read me all these stories about the fates in her memoirs when I was little. I always loved hearing those stories, about someone finding their true match. But it didn't always happen, and often one would die without finding them, and so the cycle would be continued, and that someone would be reborn again, until they found their other half. A bittersweet tale I found romantic.

I often used to dream of finding someone like that, because it sounded even better than a fairy tale. I always dreamed of finding my own Soul mate. But I used to think it was nothing but a foolish childhood dream.

Godric had called me his mate, and from everything I had learned as a child….I was beginning to think it all true now. From that pull I always felt towards him, the longing to be near him, on him, having him buried inside me.

I didn't want to believe it.

I didn't want fate to forge my path for me. My path was my own

I wanted to defy fate, but it seemed like I was already caught in its web. The more I struggled against it, the harder I was entangled. I was unable to escape, and the more I thought about it, I didn't want to. I couldn't bear to part with Godric; I wanted him with me always. He made feel safe, I could trust him; I could trust him to love me. I could give him my heart and he would protect it always.

Godric was mine, he was my path, and he was my soul mate. The fates gave him to me.

I knew that, but accepting it was the hard part. I wasn't ready to accept it. I valued my freedom; I valued this no rule life I lived. I still wanted to defy fate.

So as far as I was concerned, I was going to see where my defiance would lead me. As much as I wanted Godric, he would have to wait a little longer. I wasn't going to leave him, but I wasn't going to let him get me so easily. If he loved me just as much as I loved him, then he would have to wait for me to enjoy my freedom a little while longer.

This was my way of defying fate, my own way of choosing my path.

As you can see, she acknowledges that Godric is hers, but she's going to try and fight it anyways, because she wants to do things her own way. Its her way of defying fate and destiny and what not.

But you know, its going to end up biting her in the ass.

She'll do a lot of things to purposely annoy and piss Godric off, because its her own rebellion against fate. She does realize she loves Godric, but she wont fall to him just yet.

When it happens, it will be epic.