Tastes fine to me

I haven't been able to sleep in days. He keeps popping in my head. I have not missed his voice, not one bit. If he's not rambling or taking me down memory lane, he's sending erotic images. I'm unable to satisfy my needs, now he is somewhat back.

I can't touch anyone else. I tried to sleep with Dante the other night but the moment I touched him, I felt repulsed. Dante is gorgeous, just like Arlo. They are identical after all. Sandy hair, bright blue eyes, toned and lean bodies. One of the best decisions I've ever made was to turn them. Arlo is my favourite though. So I've never had the honour of him in my bed. I couldn't. Dante however, a little serious but my, my I've taught him well.

I'm readying myself for the meeting with the Lycan King. Need to get to the bottom of this fae issue. We will meet in neutral ground. It's known as The Crossroads. Located in-between all kingdoms. Sacred ground each species respects. Janice is doing my hair "I need as many vials as you can conjour" She nods and retrieves around 30. I fill each of them with my blood.

"Hand these to the first guards you come across. Tell them to drink it if called, and no later. If they are not summond. Tell them to smash the vials" Although, I'm relaying the message through Janice, It still holds my command. They won't be able to break it. One of the perks of being queen.

I teleport Janice and I to the meeting point.  We stand at the edge of one of the 9 roads. Surrounded by woodlands. We hear the throttle of motorbikes approaching "Typical wolves. Bikers. Pack mentality at it's finest" Janice scoffs out. The bikes circle around us in an attempt to intimidate us. Unlikely, but the attempt is noted. They park up and remove their helmets. As if they are in slow motion and 'Bad Medicine' is playing in the background. The beautiful manly men walk over to us.

In the centre, a tall and very built man stands before me. Dark hair, grey eyes and all Alpha. "Your majesty" He kisses my hand. Janice nudges me out of my new illicit brewing fantasies. I nod "Lycan king, thank you for honouring me with a meeting" he moves closer to me "The honour is all mine, your beauty is famed but never would I believe such a beauty exists, if not in front of me". A charmer for sure.

"Thank you, your grace for such kind words. I wish to discuss why a wolf sent a fae to meddle in the affairs of my realm" He stands before me, the optime of man. His eyes change from grey to deep blue, I'm being looked upon by his beast. I'm pulled into his embrace and we barrel towards a tree.

My back slams against the bark and he growls, I see him struggle to keep his beast at bay. "BECAUSE YOU ARE MINE" he snarls. My hand raises out infront of me, I send him flying through the air, back to his pack. "Down boy!" I laugh out. He shifts before impact. His beast is large, his fur is black and stands on two legs. His pack follows suit shifting. The rest of the pack are overly large wolves standing on all fours. Snarling, snapping and growling.

I wave my hand and my men appear behind me. Initially startled but once they notice the situation infront of me, they form a protective wall between myself, the wolves and the lycan beast. The lycan is the first to shift back in all his naked glory. Praise the Gods. His men follow suit.

"My lady, forgive me. My beast took control. I mean no threat. I would like to keep our treaty and avoid unnecessary bloodshed." My men turn and face me in unison. The sound of their armour harmonises at the motion. They lift their helmets, so I can meet their eyes. They stare back into my glowing orbs and fall under my haze "You will not remember the effects of the blood. You will believe this took place last night under the moon" I wave my hand and they disappear.

"Whoah" one of the wolves says. Their mouths open wide. "Care to explain to me, why your beast believes I'm his, my lord?" He slides into a pair of jeans leaving his overly muscled torso bare. Is it possible to have a twelve pack? "I have no idea your majesty. I seem to be losing time. My beast has been able to control me and that's unheard of. All I know is, he seems to want you and orchestrated a plan to wake and kill your other half to claim you as his. I must admit, the idea isn't a bad one. The heir I'd provide you would be strong. The first vamp/lycan hybrid. Ruling over both kingdoms. An unstoppable force."

Janice beside me starts roaring in laughter. I raise an eyebrow "Sorry majesties, I always viewed vampires to be more cat like. I'm just imagining a cat/dog hybrid. It looks ridiculous" She can't stop laughing "ENOUGH! He shouts. "What of your queen, my lord? Surely she'd object to such a pairing" He looks me up and down and licks his lips "My Luna Queen?" Whatever, semantics "It's not her choice" Janice is notably, what the kids call 'triggered' "That's right, women don't have power in your world. Your Luna is pregnant, is she not? I thought fated, mated and marked men, couldn't get it up for another?"

Janice really needs to learn how to talk to royalty "My luna is carrying my 7th son, yes" He turns to me "I assure you, just looking at you is making me hard" Oh ho ho is it now? another swift nudge from Janice brings me back "Ah well my heir would be female, massive hole in your plan there" Just as the last word falls from my mouth. We are surrounded.

In each path a different species and their rulers appear. Fae Queen, Goblin King, Dwarf King, Human King (who knows of the supernatural) Witch Queen and King and so on. "Ha, an ambush. What? If I don't allow you to knock me up, you'll force my hand?" The Witch king steps forward "No, you'll come with me" I look the hippy/surfer cross, up and down. That is no Nazgul "Beg your pardon?" The look on his queens face tells me she'd also like to know. One by one they all declare a claim on me.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!" I cry out. The ground beneath us shakes. I look at Janice climbing back up to her feet, dusting her floral kimono down. "Perhaps the alignment?" Just when I thought I couldn't be more annoyed. His gravelly laugh echos in my head. "Remember how mad you were with my harem. How the tables have turned" I take a hold of Janice "Meeting adjourned" and teleport us the hell out of there.

Back in the Palace, I call my circle of trust into a meeting room, Alarich seated to my right, Janice to my left followed by Mara and the twins. I inform them of todays meeting. Arlo obviously can't contain his amusement "Yaaaaasss Queeeeeeen, GET. IT. GIRL" Dante slaps the back of Arlo's head.

No one can think of another reason why, other than the alignment. Like it's holding a large neon 'open' sign above my womb. "Arlo, update on Helena?" He leans back in his chair places his hands behind his head "I don't know what you mean Queenie, she tastes fine to me" All eyes shoot to Arlo "You fed from her?" Arlo waggles his eybrows. Dante slaps the back of his head once again. "Fuck off Dante". They start brawling on my table.

"I like him" The voice laughs in my head.

Yes, fuck off indeed!