I was sitting in my room staring out my window. Wanting to feel loved like everyone else around me. Today my father the king is picking us up, new servant girls. To attend our needs.

I can't wait for mine. Needing to sink my teeth into some flesh. Savoring the warm blood on my tongue. Giving me tingling sensations Erupting over my cold flesh.

I needed the taste that i've been craving for.

I got up out of my chair. Pacing back and forth. Waiting on Kat to get here. She's my bestowed wife. I didn't want a bestowed wife. I wanted my mate, but I haven't found mine yet. Still searching. But I could have fun with her. She is beautiful. Her taste doesn't give me tingling sensations but she'll do until I find mine.

When she bust through my door, pointing.

She looked up at me with her brownish-red eyes and said, "Why do u need a servant girl? I'm going to be your wife soon. Why do you need a blood bag."

I hated her calling humans; blood bags because they're not. They might be good servants but my two brothers found there mates. They both turned there mates that same day. Im praying to find mine soon. Kat is an amazing woman but she isn't my mate.

I want my mate. I don't know how long I paced back and forth. Today I had this feeling that my life was going to change. When she kissed me. The sad part is. I didn't feel anything. Her kiss wasn't magical. It's nothing. No feelings of love or lust.

I grab her slamming her against the wall. Kissing her neck. Trying to get this feeling out. Everything I try. Just makes me sick. Every time I run my tongue over her flesh.Makes me want to cut it off. I pulled up her skirt. Wrapping her legs around my waist. Sliding in her. Waiting on the feeling suppose to get from having sex. Still nothing. I hurried up and finished.

Then pushing her out of my room. I needed to rest before my father gets back with my servant. I needed to train her well. Showing her what to do and Who to avoid.