Alpha's Little Vampire Mate
Chapter 109

Chloe's

POV:

I stared down at the headband in my hand, bringing it to my lips and kissing it. I did not know if she had another copy of it, but I could still remember vividly that it was the very one she had worn on the day that she was murdered. I went into the cave more confidently this time, because I knew I had won their favour and hopefully, my grandfather's trust by helping them with Vodos. If I was to kill my grandfather, the closer I brought him to me, the easier will my plans work out for me.

I made my way past the throne room and into my mother's room. Every other vampire who saw, are way and while I knew that many of the coven members still did not like me, I knew that they could not try attacking because they already were aware of the kind of powers I possessed.

I got in, using my feet to slam the door behind me. Once I was sure that I was alone in the room and there was no other presence, I began to ransack. I ran over to the bed and fell on my knees, trying to see if I would replace any evidence but I did not. My heart was hammering in my ears and my excitement was building up by the moment, as I tumbled her bed over, brought down her book shelf and all her clothes from their hangars.

I had cleaned up the room from the last time I visited and I had made sure to leave everything just the way my my mother had left them before she escaped from home. Now I had thrown the whole room apart and had still not been able to replace even the slightest clue!

"Damn you! Stupid Dracula, evil grandfather and vile coven master!" I cursed under my breath, making my way out of the room. I went over to Jason's and threw the door open, but he was out. Did same for Angelo and still, he was absent in his room. I stopped by the guard at his door. "Where did Angelo go?"

"I have no idea," he replied curtly.

I huffed, my chest puffing as I marched away angrily. I just could not contain my anger this past days, I could get easily provoked and that was not something I was too proud of.

I went past the throne room again, but this time, I walked backwards then looked around to see if anyone was watching, then snuck in. I started my search, tumble the whole chairs that belonged to the council but the throne would not move. "hrrgh! I panted hard, my lips parted as I struggled to catch my breath, while trying to move the gigantic chair but the dratted chair would not move an inch. I leg go, my hands went down to cradle my stomach as I began to feel some ache in my lower abdomen. "Ouch! Hmm..." I kept hyperventilating, while my stomach stirred violently.

My legs were gradually betraying me and I could not stay on my feet for too long, so I let my body fall to the ground. What the hell was that bloody throne made up of? It looked like normal wood but the weight it pissed, was like it was made of some very heavy metal.

Or not.

I waiting for my voice of reasoning to speak up again, but she suddenly went quiet. "Oh damn!" I whisper yelled, lifting myself so I could sit erect with my legs bent and my knees folded up to touch my chest. "Think Chloe, think!" I wandered where my companions where, there had become awfully quiet of late and I was beginning to worry that perhaps, all was not well it's me.

It was unlike my wolf to not always try to push me around, and my vampire, she was the crafty one. She always tried to manipulate me even when she knew that it could get me in some form of trouble!

It could be a spell... the throne, I mean.

My eyes widened at that realization. "Oh holt voice of reasoning!" I yelled, slamming a palm over my mouth, when I shouted too loud. How had I not thought about that in the first place?

I got up confidently, doing a little plea to the cave to please guide me. I closed my eyes and immediately I opened my mother to speak and strange words started to roll off my tongue on their own accord and then...

The throne lifted up on its side and I rushed towards it to replace something that resembled a little black button. I took my hand forward but then got nervous and returned it back to my side.

Push it!

"Damn you, little voice! Where the hell did you come from anyway?" I grumbled, but went and pushed the button and soon, the throne room did not seem like it anymore. There were many doors in front of me and I was a little taken aback by surprise. The throne slammed back in place and that was when I realized what was actually going on. I was still in the throne room but right in here, was an invisible house. "Holy. Fuck!"

My heart rate increased. I looked between all the doors and I moved towards one but when I tried to open it, it was just thin air I felt. Fake doors, there were all fake doors and I as I guessed, only one real door. I pushed down on the door knob and the door cracked open. I peeked to see a long hallway and walked in, closing the door behind me.

I heard a sound and when I turned around, the door had disappeared. I started to panic but that voice of reasoning came back and convinced me not to be afraid. I mustered up courage and started to walk down the hallway. As I approached wherever it was I was going; I could hear voices being raised and I halted in my steps, straining my ears to see if I would hear what was being discussed.

"Why the hell did not just let me die?! My life is nothing without him, I do not want to be alive, you should not have taken his soul for me!"

"Did you not hear what I said," a very familiar male voice spoke this time. "He was going to kill your child, I saved her!"

The female scoffed. "Do not act like you care for my child, we both know that you hate her just as much as you hate her father?!"

"True," the male voice replied again. "I do not like that child of yours but I saw her important enough to give her my throne. Is that not enough for you?"

"How can it be?" The lady's tone of voice was higher now. "That throne of yours is a curse and we both know it! Keep my children out of your stupid dreams of attaining greater strength as an immortal!" She growled aggressively. "I will take my life over and over again, to make sure that they will hate you as long as they live!"

My heart broke and I slammed a palm over my mouth, to muffle my sobs. What was I hearing? Was any of that real or was my mind and ears in a conspiracy to make a fool of me?

As if to answer my questions, the man's voice came again. "You will do no such thing! I did not bring you back to life, only for you to take it again! You have only two chances at life and if I were you, I would live it to the fullest!"

"I am dead to my kids and I would like it to remain like that! I do not wish to go back into their lives and confused their minds of what they already know! Let me be in peace and leave my children be!"

"Those kids you say," the male voice spoke again. "Are my grand children. You Claire, are a useless child and instead of ascending the throne like you should have, you rather ran off and got yourself knocked up by a dog!" "My man is not a dog!"

My head was spinning and it was like the words were ringing in my head. I could no longer hear anything of what they saying, the words sounding like a bell ringing continuously without stopping. I grabbed my head, struggling to stop the hammering headache that had started to form.

I heard a little gasp and just as I looked ahead, I thought I still must be dreaming or rather; running crazy. Right in front of me, stood my mother still in the last clothes I had remembered her in.

Her eyes widened, mirroring mine. Before I could even realize what was happening, she rushed towards me and the next thing, we were tumbling back into her room in the coven. "Chloe," she whispered, looking around frantically. "What are you doing here?!"

"M... m... mama," I struggled to form my words.

"Shh," she said, looking about frantically. She held my hand, pulling me up to my feet. "We need to get out of here, where are your brothers?!"

"I don't know!" I whisper yelled back.

She pulled me out, walking right through the wall with me. And into Angelo's room, which just as earlier; was still empty. "We do not have any more time to waste, hold on tight!"

And boom! We were out of there. I never knew my mother possessed such powers, it was no. wonder she was to be coven mistress before me. She had not let go of my hand, while I had not stopped looking at her and wandering if I was still in some sort of fantasy.

We heard footsteps approaching and she pulled me behind a large stone. We waited with batted breaths and not long, my brothers came into view. Without much of a warning, my mother swung into action and next thing, she was sweeping us all along with her.

Our next stop was the house were I had grown up, the very place where I thought my parents had been murdered.

And just like me, the twins faces were pale and they had their jaws hanging open as they stared at my mother who looked at everyone of us like we were her all world divided into three.

"M... mu... mum?" Jason was the first to call out. "Is it really you?"

She nodded, her eyes watering.."This was not supposed to happen, I am sorry that I happen to have such a... demented father," she sniffed, whipping off a tear that rolled down her cheek. She made a gesture for a group hug and we all moved into her arms, all four of us crying hysterically. "I love you all so much," she cried, dropping kisses on all our foreheads.

After that, she pulled us all into the house and just as we had suspected and been told, she had slitted her throat after my dad was killed by my uncle; his brother. My grandfather had asked that my mother be taken back to the coven and that I be brought to him, but my uncle refused. So he had killed him along side other members of his pack that tagged along. My aunty Chloe had managed to escape just in time, after watching her brothers being killed. Then my mother not being able to bear the lose of my father, attempted suicide by grabbing my grandfather's poisonous knife and cutting her throat. He had managed to save her just in time, took her back to the cave and into the secret house that he had built some time ago. He kept her there and had his plans on bringing her out when the te was right.

He had planned to use my mother in blackmailing us!