Impaling my Heart: Vlads story (Annalese and the Immortals Book 2) Read Free Page A

his Papa. Do you think you could come down and be with us?"
    Nothing… no answer. She could feel the bond open but he wasn't talking, the saving grace was he hadn't put the walls back up. She was still reading his emotions. He finally spoke "For you, I will come down. I told you, anything for you."
    "Ok little man, Papa is going to shower and he will be down. Let's go in and get you cleaned up."
    True to his word, Vlad joined them for breakfast. They all ate together just like a family. Michael had climbed on his Papa’s lap and was feeding Vlad pancakes. He was graciously accepting them even if Michael was stuffing them in faster than he could chew.
    "Aye T, would ye have a minute fer me after me son is done feeding ye breakfast?" Lach laughed at the sight of Vlad, the most frightening being on the planet, being force fed by his grandson. It was a sight to behold. How a terrifying destroyer could so quickly be reduced to a pussycat.
    "Of course, I'd say I've had more of these things than I need. And I can say with absolute certainty that I am going to need a drink… at least one."
    Lese removed Michael from his Papa and took the sticky child up for a bath. Lachlan and Vlad made their way to the library. The silence was deafening.
    Vlad began slowly, "So I'm sure Annalese has told you."
    Lachlan held up his hand. "T, stop. She didna tell me anything. I asked her if she wanted to talk. She said no. I respected that. When she or ye are ready, we'll talk. But what I did want to ask ye about was Mehmet."
    Vlad did his eyebrow thing. "Mehmet? What would you need Mehmet for?" Vlad had quite the puzzled look on his face. Mehmet was the oldest of his kind. And he knew pretty much everything. Kind of like a vampire scholar.
    "T, how much does Mehmet know about us. I mean all of us. You and Lese? I wanna talk to him but I didna wanna do it before I asked ye about this."
    "Everything, all of it. I left nothing out." He took a sip of his scotch. "Why do you ask, Lach?"
    Lachlan sipped at his own scotch, "Well T, there’s something I wanna ask him to look into, but I didna wanna do it unless he was aware of our situation. I doona wanna say just yet, until I know if it’s possible."
    That gave Vlad something to ponder. What in Hades could Lachlan want with Mehmet; could it have something to do with the council? Annalese had thought he wasn’t fully mated and if that was the case the council had no authority to interfere. He and Sophia could just part ways. Vlad would always make sure she was taken care of, if he lived another thousand years he wouldn’t run out of money. He decided to excuse himself and go to the garden to think.
    Instead of finding solitude on his bench, he found Annalese. Vlad settled in beside her, just sitting in silence. After a bit he laced his fingers with hers, but he still stayed mute.
    "Ever since the night of Michaels birth,” Annalese confessed, “this is where I come to find my balance. This place always calms me, shows me every little thing, the magic, the beauty of it all. Tonight it’s not working, maybe it’s my nerves. I know the council is in two days and I am so nervous for you. What can they do to you anyway?"
    "Ah yes, quite a bit I'm afraid. I can be sanctioned financially. They could decide not to break the mating, or they could break it and forbid me from taking another mate. Not that I would ever want anyone but you my dear. No, my own belief is that it will be monetary. A payment in the way of a fine to them, and a fund for Sophia; of which I would do anyway. She stood by me through quite a lot of shit. I owe her that much. I noticed you did not eat this evening. You need not be nervous, I will be fine. Please..." He leaned over and kissed her. Not a toe curling kiss, no this kiss was so full of love Annalese felt it everywhere. "Now my dear," as they broke apart, "come, let us feed you." Vlad took her by the hand leading her back to the castle. When they made it to the kitchen he set