The Vampire Kings Slave Mate

**These events take place in the past, the morning before the auction

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“I have already told you time and time again, that I do not need a Queen. Having a woman by my side, will not make me stronger,” I growled out at my council, feeling my anger rise. “If anything it will make me weaker, my enemies will have something to target.

“But Nikolai,” One of the Elders said, “You need an heir.”

I could feel my anger rising with every mumbled agreement from the council. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself.

“ I am a vampire, not just any Vampire. I am King of the Vampires. I have been around for a Millennia now, I do not plan on dying anytime soon.” I starred down at my council letting my eyes flash red, as my aura surrounded them, “ Unless one of you is planning on taking me out, and becoming the next King, then I suggest you heed my words right now. I will not be forced to take a Mate by anyone.”

if anyone dared to speak against me. I turned and walked out of the council room, leaving the council members to finish the meeting alone. I

the servants. “Bring me a blood slave. One of the elders, one of the ones who’ve

servant said bowing deeply so her

mood after my meeting, and I knew if I fucked the servant I wouldn’t be

second in command through telepathy, ‘When is the

Kade responded, not bothering to use my title. He was my best friend, closer to a brother, than my own brother had been. ‘Have you already fed through all your slaves?’ He asked

current appetite I would be feeding to kill, and I wasn’t ready to take the life of one of the younger slaves. Once my slaves got to a certain age I would normally free them, giving them the paperwork, and a special mark that marked them as free humans. There was only a couple. I kept past that age, usually the woman who chose not to leave. This particular slave was Martha, she’d been mine since she was eighteen. She was now into her ninety’s and the doctor had diagnosed her with stage four cervical cancer. If I left Martha to die

calm as she

in the eyes. “I’m glad I got to choose the way, my life ended.” Martha said her eyes filling with tears, After her medical diagnosis Martha had gone back to the slave quarters, and signed a document, stating she was ready to die at the

and we took away their nightmares, even though my kind really was their nightmare. Most vampires drank to kill, I tried to avoid