I remember crying locked in my dorm of the Academy because I hated how confused I felt, I didn't want to comeback, but I didn't want to leave my siblings behind, they needed me.
They needed me more than I needed the freedom the surface sank into my bones. And the sooner the deadline came, the more anxious I got, and I began to really try to explore more and more, as much as I could, because I would be sent away for another thousand years when the time came.
Before I realized, I was in the line of sight of the most breathtakingly beautiful being I had ever laid my eyes on, the King of the Academy, a literal future King, he was to the fae what I am to the demons, and there was something about that made me... what to give in to my succubus nature. His name was Eric L. Von Hyden and he was the top 1, he was the King of Von Hyden Academy, a Crowned Prince of the Fae Kingdom of Nyx, and he had his eyes on me in my last year.
My parents had warned me not to get involved with anyone, especially not someone who was too strong, not someone in Royalty, they told me to avoid those the most. But Tartarus be damned, I was unable to take him off my mind the second he grabbed me by my waist and avoided me from falling down the stairs when I had been with my head elsewhere, his scent was addicting, an exotic mix of their passionflower, cloves, and sandalwood. A scent that lingered.
He had grabbed me by my waist with a hand, and held my right hand with the other to bring me to him and avoid my fall. It was in the middle of the night, we were in the tower of the Poisontail House, one of the four the students were divided into, he was the leader of the House in senior year and I was the top female student in it, but I had never encountered him like that. His skin was warm in mine and he tightened his grip on me to take me out of the border of the stairs, a fall from there would be painful.
From that night on, Eric began to shadow me around in a maddening way, I wanted to run from him at the same intensity as I wanted to run to him, but when he noticed the later, that only made him chase me harder. He even began to look for me in the Zodiac Tower and out of the Academy in the weekends, which was an obvious green light and Irina told me that meant he was interested in me. I managed to run from him for two months, until I didn't.
When we met again, it was at night and we were alone, and he pressed me against a wall in the most sensual way possible, then he growled at me saying that running from him would only make him want me more, and I should keep in mind that once a dragon, which he was, puts something in their mind, they chase after it incessantly, until they get it. Then he added that he wanted me, and if I didn't stop running from him, he would come after me in my classes, all different from his, and make a move on me in front of everyone.
Well, that was enough to mortify me.
But what made me wave from my determination of running from him, was when I heard him calling me "Mia", the nickname he gave my "Alamea" name, in that deep raspy voice that always sounded viscerally sensual and rough in a primal way. When he tilted my head up to face him, still pinning me on the wall, because of how much taller than me he was, I lost it and kisses him. Thankfully or not, he kissed me back.
It was my first kiss, and it was with a fae, but at least a fae older than me, since he was 31 years older than me, which for mortal races may be a lot, but for us it wasn't, especially when I was already disgustingly and forcefully engaged to my brother who was more than a millennial younger, him being older was a plus.
I know it should have ended there, but we were only nearly half-way into senior year, and there was no way I was going to resist that fae of dragon order, as a she-demon of succubus order myself, that was not and still ain't in my nature. So, he ended up taking all of my first times, we didn't made it public to everyone else, but Irina knew we were together and that was enough, there was no way I was hiding that from the only, non-family, friend I ever made.
Again, I shouldn't have done that, because I fell in love with him, my first love, and a fae of dragon order at that, the Crowned damn Prince of the strongest Royal House in the Fae Kingdom of Nyx, exactly the one person I should not be with at all, given how I was always bound to be the Empress of the Underworld. But what was consuming me was not being honest with him like I was with Irina, but I was scared. I was terrified.
So, I kept on lying because I knew no better, as we loved each other for the eight months that followed. He dated me thinking I was his Mia, Alamea Valentine, Alexandria's daughter, a common she-demon who happened to be strong and intelligent enough to be called in the surface, who loved exploring, wildlife, Raven Chocolate bars, passion fruit juice, and red and pink jellybeans that were the color of his mismatched eyes. Eric envisioned me with him thinking I was going to stay, that I would run from Hell because he knew how much I loved the surface.
But in the end, he was my fairytale, my forbidden prince, my starcrossed lover who was not meant to be.