Chapter 29

Crowley's POV

She had slammed the door behind her and I was left once again alone in my office. I didn't like this routine. I went to sit down in my office chair, I had missed it I realized once I sat down on anactually cushioned seat.

I wasn't surprised at her little outburst, if I was honest I would have been disappointed if she hadn't. I should have known it was too soon to bring the topic of turning her into a vampire up, yet I still had.

She would rather die and kill me than live alongside me as an immortal.

I cringed at the thought. My chest clenching uncomfortably. But if I turned her then she would feel the mating bond more strongly, she would probably chance her mind then. Or not.The risk wasn't yet worth taking, besides I had other things on my mind.The nobles were to arrive tomorrow. If I was lucky I could kick them out again after only an hour, but that seems unlikely.

I leaned back into my chair, lifting my feet up on the desk. I put my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. I was tired. Not physically, but mentally. If only Hana would be more cooperative.No, stop that thought. I was focusing on something else. The nobles. Yes.

Which room would be best suited for my little mouse and her commander to meet? Preferably one without any windows, a closet? No, I don't want them too close to each other. The thought alone of Hana being touched by another was enough to make my skin crawl.Maybe I could get another one of my soldiers to listen to what they say?

I was probably mulling over it for a long time. Ending up drifting between sleep and being awake, when all of a sudden I got this horrible dreadful feeling in the pit of my stomach. I almost fell out of my chair at the sudden wave of it.

What is going on?!

I looked around me in a panic. It was as if my senses alerted me of a threat, yet there was nothing here. I quickly made my way out of the office, I needed to make sure Hana was alright. When I entered her corridor I heard it.She was screaming, crying, struggling. I ran to her door with my super speed. If she was being attacked by one of my kind I would rip the bastard to pieces with my own hands and let him starve for all eternity.

I swung open her door, almost breaking it from its hinges. Only to be met with her in bed, no danger in sight. She was sweating, sweat mixing together with her tears. She was whimpering now, shaking even. She was dreaming.

I carefully walked over to her bedside. I watched her for a moment, hoping whatever bad dream she was having would end soon so I wouldn't have to wake her up and be faced with her wrath. She had left me earlier in anger, and I would not be surprised if she still was mad at me. Seeing me in her room when she wakes up would probably not help my cause.But as time went on the dream seemed to be getting worse. She was crying hard, mumbling names in her sleep, telling them she was sorry.

I couldn't take it anymore. The guttering feeling I had in my stomach had worsened the longer I stood here doing nothing. I started to shake her lightly. When she didn't wake up I tried calling her name.

"Hana?" Nothing, she was cold to the touch, sleek with sweat. She was shivering even though she was tucked under the covers.

"Hana!" I said more urgently."Hana, wake up!" This time she shot up like an arrow, gasping for air as if she had been underwater for far too long. Her eyes were wide in shock, fear and confusion. She was trembling trying to catch her breath.

I put my arm on her lower back, trying to support her sitting position while my other hand started doing lazy motions on her bare leg. I noticed I had left my gloves in the office, the sparkling sensation shot through my body as our skin touches. But she hardly seems to notice it, her breathing is too labored.

"Slowly, you are alright, just breath." I attempt at calming her down. She looks at me with so much pain and anger in her eyes that I almost flinch before she quickly looks away again. She was still not breathing calmly, she would faint if she kept at it like this or maybe even get a heart attack.

"Easy there, you're safe" I try reassuring her. She seems to calm down slightly at that, "that's right just breath in and out, good just like that. It was just a bad dream." I tell her.My gut feeling is finally starting to ease, it must have been the mating bond reacting to her intense sensation of fear which send signals to me.

"It wasn't a bad dream, more a memory, maybe even an omen." She croaks out, her voice hoarse from the screaming she did in her sleep. Her eyes are puffy and red. She looks miserable.

I scoop her up in my arms before sitting down on her bed and then placing her on my lap. She tries to scramble off of me but I don't let her. She needs to calm down and if words don't work then physical touch to your mate will.

I hold her tightly to me, holding her head against my chest. I hold her like that for a while until I notice her breathing evening. Finally calmed down from the adrenaline kick the dream gave her, her body goes limp in my arms. I release her enough so I can look down at her. She is looking at me, her eyes still red, but she was calm now, more collected.

"Are you okay?" I ask her carefully. She is silent for a moment before giving me a nod and replies. "I'm fine. It was nothing." She tries to shrug it off, shrug me off. She attempts to get off my lap but I hold her tighter to me. I won't allow her to leave me when she is clearly not alright.

"No it wasn't. Tell me, what was it about?" I demand. If the nightmare was as she said a memory it must mean someone caused it. If I find out who this bastard is he is a dead man.

She doesn't reply, instead looks down at her hands. I pick her up again and turn her around so that she is straddling me.However much I like to be in this position with her it is not the time to make a move on her. Instead of doing something stupid I hug her to me. She seems shocked for a moment, her body tense, before she eventually gives in and nuzzles into me. I start tracing lazy circles on her back, trying to calm her down further.

Finally she breaks, she tells me about her friends, the vampires and how she blames herself for their death.I don't care who these vampires are, normal soldiers or nobles, I will rip them apart for ever having been a threat to my little mouse. I'll kill all involved in the attack that caused Hana these bad dreams.But finding them would be a challenge, almost impossible really. They might not even be alive anymore. I could go through the records and see what nobles are still alive, but with no pictures at hand it would be impossible for Hana to identify them.

I had been thinking about this for so long that I suddenly notice that Hana's breathing has become slow and even. She was peacefully sleeping in my arms. I let her. Not moving an inch while I wondered at the beauty that is in my possession. I'll protect her and make sure she gets her revenge. Maybe then she will finally trust me fully and the bond will be able to form formally.

I let her sleep in my arms for the remainder of the night. It was difficult to leave her but it would be best I left her alone before she woke up. I carefully placed her back in her bed and covered her with the blanket, watching her for another moment. She looked so peaceful.

Bite her! Claim her! Drink her blood!

The sudden urge to bite her again overwhelmed me so unexpectedly that I stumbled backwards. Regaining my footing I quickly made my way out of the room. I won't be able to hold myself back for much longer, I need the bond to fasten more quickly.