Bab 139: 19. You Drive Me Crazy.
As we entered the grand hall, a sense of apprehension washed over me. My team, consisting of Colin, Murdock, Dexter, Sam, Dean, and Castiel, accompanied me. The boys looked at me with desire, clearly aware of the purpose of this party. I adorned myself with dragon scales, a black seductive lace dress, and a black stripe in my white hair, emphasizing my alpha status. Wolves walked beside me, including Elena and Katherine, who were escorted by Taylor and Tim. I wore a crown, while the wolves wore tiaras, yet I hadn't given anything to Katherine or Elena just yet. I wanted to see how things unfolded.
Although this was a masquerade, there were not many actual costumes, only masks and fancy dresses. Annaliese didn't bother to wear a mask, nor did any of the Salvatore family members beside her. Wulfe sat in a chair, his gaze glazed, and his posture slumped. He seemed even more drugged than before, but I was prepared. I glanced into his eyes, unsure if he was in a state to comprehend anything. I let my hand brush against my chest, subtly alluding to my intentions.
Magnum was completely enthralled by Annaliese, standing by her side along with her entourage, paying no attention to me. Charles and Adam also looked at me, and I recognized that look. It was the same desperation I had seen in Adam's eyes when Bran still had power over him, and he fought to break free. I had a few extra milk bottles, hoping they would give him the boost he needed, maybe even a chance for me to bite him.
I wasn't sure if Annaliese understood that my bite was what drew them in or if she would dismiss it as an accident due to her arrogance. Colin stood right beside me, and as Annaliese looked our way, he pulled me into a passionate kiss, his hands exploring my body, creating a sensual and sexual performance meant to captivate the other females.
Well, there were plenty of hussies in Annaliese's group who were eager to experience Colin's charm, and I could hear them almost urging Annaliese to try and steal him away. Colin lifted his head, looked at the females, and smiled cruelly, never breaking our kiss. He didn't mind if I appeared as a horny female rather than an ice queen. After all, it wasn't my role to be an ice queen here.
After an intense session of passionate kissing and pleasurable touching with Colin, which had led me to climax multiple times, we finally made our way to my throne. Colin sat next to me, affectionately nuzzling my neck, his hands eagerly exploring my body, causing me to gasp in delight. The dragons were also present, and we resumed our conversation, completely ignoring Annaliese and her entourage.
She attempted to make a statement by kissing Number Two, but it lacked passion, and it was clear that she was not skilled in the art of kissing. Her followers tried to seduce the Salvatores, hoping to win them over, but they were hesitant. It was obvious that Annaliese's control over them was limited, at least for now, and she still harbored anger over losing Number One. However, she failed to recognize the unique qualities of Number Four, and I could see from his gaze that he had no intention of revealing himself to her unless she forced him to do so, but that was not happening anytime soon.
It was satisfying to witness these small cracks in her control, as they presented opportunities for me to exploit and set them free. I wasn't entirely certain of what it would take to kill Annaliese, as she was an ancient being and my knowledge of the sire bond was limited. I wondered if Damon was capable of killing her for good or if I would have to take matters into my own hands. Although I hesitated to take on such a responsibility, I felt that Damon had every right to end this madness.
I returned to my throne, observing the dragons conversing with Sam and Dean, and even Castiel, who was surprisingly dressed in a tuxedo, making him look less scruffy and more like a handsome man. Annaliese seemed to sense that he was an angel, as she appeared visibly angry upon seeing him.
Suddenly, Castiel approached me and said, "My lady, may I offer you a meal from my veins?"
I replied, "Of course, please."
He helped me stand and offered his neck to me. I eagerly sank my fangs into his neck, indulging in the euphoria that came from drinking the blood of a powerful angel like him. It was an exquisite experience that left me feeling blissful and slightly unfocused. As the taste of his blood lingered, I mischievously continued to feed, causing Castiel to gasp and moan, trembling in my grasp.
Sam and Dean smirked at him when I finally released him and returned to my throne, struggling to maintain a neutral expression, as if I hadn't just experienced pure ecstasy. Colin sensed my euphoric state and allowed his hand to continue exploring my body, eventually spreading my legs so he could once again pleasure me with his fingers. It was then that I had a brilliant idea to share my euphoria with others.
I allowed my euphoria and orgasm to flow into the hive. Naturally, Salvatore, being part of the control center, took a significant portion without considering the value of what I was giving him. Well, he will soon enjoy himself. I was getting better at controlling myself as most of the euphoria spread throughout the hive. It was beneficial to have so many subjects, ensuring each received an equal but not excessive amount.
I noticed Charles glaring at me, completely ignoring the girls that Annaliese was pushing his way. It was clear that she did not see them as worthy, which worked in my favor, as it helped me free them from her grasp. Nick was also there, glaring at me, attempting to send several vampires to speak with me, but Ian was vigilant and blocked them all.
Several vampires watched me, undecided which side to align with. Of course, there were those who didn't care about either of us and were preoccupied with their own matters, and that was fine by me. I sat there, observing, listening, and feeling incredibly exhausted.
Somehow, my life was a constant cycle of crises, with occasional moments of happiness, but even those were plagued with troubles. I found myself reminiscing about my old life, despite Damien and our past. It was simpler back then. I was a leader, but not the strongest, and the demands placed on me were not as great. My life was much more straightforward. I could spend six months simply sitting behind my desk, doing my job, without having to be a parent, rescuer, victim, and hive queen all at once.
But here, I had no choice. I cynically thought about how this never happens in superhero comics or movies. They don't have the ability to become a neurotic mess like I do. They just push forward, with the support and love they receive, and they don't have such nasty enemies. They don't sacrifice their own happiness for others as much as I do.
It was time to mingle a bit, and the girls were performing exceptionally well. Katherine had managed to captivate both Sam and Dean with her body, while Elena was more reserved with Murdock and Dexter, though she still had a flirtatious side, which only made Annaliese frown even more. The party was bustling with people, making it difficult for her to keep an eye on me. I saw Adam and Charles socializing among the guests while she kept the rest of the Salvatores and Wulfe close to her. This was my chance to finally take action.
In my hive, I called out to Damon, "Are you ready? I'm about to make contact with Adam, Charles, and possibly the boys."
Damon responded in my mind, "Go ahead, I'll assist you once you get them in the loop. Let's see how difficult it is."
Confident in myself, I didn't think things through carefully, as usual, but acted impulsively.
I noticed that Wulfe was also on the move. He seemed pretty out of it, and Annaliese wasn't keeping a close eye on him. I observed him, unsure if he had any awareness at all, and then touched my right wrist. There was a tattoo, a magical bracelet with stones. Each stone held a spell created by Wulfe, and one of them could change my appearance. If I could make Wulfe realize this and use my camouflage power to hide my milk bottles, maybe I could bring them to him. I knew it was a risky move.
I walked deeper into the area and activated my bracelet, touching the stone. Suddenly, I transformed into a 6'2", shapely female with short blonde hair and a red silk dress. I took three bottles of concentrated milk and let my camouflage power seep into them, making them invisible. Nonchalantly, I walked near Wulfe, keeping my hand in a certain way as we had rehearsed. I made a few passes, and just as I was about to give up, I felt his fingers grab the bottles from my grip. I didn't stop, but continued walking ahead.
As I ventured further, Charles stopped me and said, "Honey, what the hell are you doing? You can't set us free. She's too old, too strong. Leave and forget about us."
I didn't say anything, instead pressing him into an alcove and sinking my fangs into his throat, pulling him into the hive. It was incredibly difficult. I could feel Damon noticing and helping, but this was much harder.
Charles looked at me and said, "What the hell have you become? You're pulling me in. I'm trying, honey. I'm trying to reach you..."
I remained silent, giving him one bottle of my milk before walking away, noticing Annaliese looking in our direction. The headache was pounding.
I wasn't sure if I could also capture Adam at the same time, but I had to try. It was just pain, nothing more. A little while later, I managed to get Adam too, and the pain was excruciating, almost making me vomit. Mimosa came next to me, kissing me and giving me a powerful painkiller. It helped dull the pain somewhat, but it was still pretty nasty. I maintained my role, though Colin was worried. He tried several times to offer me something stronger once we returned to the house, but I refused. I would knock myself out with my blood-drinking to keep the pain at bay for a few days, and then I could assess the situation.
It was somewhat comforting to know that they were slowly infiltrating, and while it might take time, Damon had managed to pull them in far enough so that they wouldn't easily slip away. I used my love for them to give them a boost, doing my best to stay focused and keeping my eyes peeled at all times to see what was going on and talk to countless people. Ian was by my side, ensuring that no unpleasant individuals would come near me.
As I conversed with a few vampires, a voice behind me remarked, "You must be quite unsure of yourself if you can't even face me and have a chat without hiding behind your little friends."
It was Annaliese herself, trying to contact me, but I had blocked her.
I turned around, looked at her, and replied, "I have nothing to say to you, and you have nothing I want, need, or even think about."
She smiled, not much taller than me at around 165-167cm, her figure was not perfect but she had held a position of power simply because of her age and knowledge.
She said to me, "Why fight? You seem very clever, honey. Why fight me when we could be friends, talk things through, and perhaps I could return Wulfe to you, if you swore your loyalty and that of your organization to my cause?"
I smiled coldly and responded, "That will not happen. I won't befriend an old hag who thinks too highly of herself and enslaves others when she can't make them stay with her, anyway. And as for your attempt to blackmail me with Wulfe, I'm not that easily swayed. Do your homework. I'm not just any vampire female you can entice with something you possess."
Her expression remained neutral, but she was furious with my answer. She wasn't used to someone pushing back, denying her and her offers so boldly. I could feel her attempting to invade my mind, so I played Roxette's "Queen of Rain" on a loop in my mind, causing her to frown and gasp slightly, even though I only mildly amplified it with my rage. There was no mental probing whatsoever.
She begrudgingly admitted, "You are strong. I'll give you that. But mark my words, you don't stand a chance against me. So I say to you, think again. Surely, I make a better ally than an enemy. You know how powerful I am if I can bring the Salvatores, Wulfe, and others under my control, just like that."
She snapped her fingers.
I gazed at Annaliese and calmly stated, "Sirebond and drugs are nothing more than that. They reveal nothing about your powers or lack thereof. You merely used sirebond to get them, but I got a few without help, didn't I? My suggestion is that you release them—Wulfe, Magnum, and everyone else. Go hide in some hole and hope that I'm too disinterested to come after you properly."
She scoffed, flashed a smile, and responded, "Oh, how amusing it is when a tiny fetus like you tries to threaten me. Your audacity is impressive, but it is you who should be afraid. Run away or kneel before me, beg me to claim you as my own and become your sire. Then you can serve me, beg for mercy, and perhaps I'll grant it to you. At least you would be capable of bearing children. Of course, I would raise them as my own. You would simply be a breeding machine."
I glanced at her, scoffed slightly, and haughtily turned my back, walking away as if she was unworthy of my time. I snapped my fingers, ensuring that Murdock and Dexter were right behind me. I was a queen who had just dismissed her and her threats, though it may not have been the wisest decision.
Annaliese spoke up from behind me, "Fine, I will show you. And now, no amount of growling will be of any help."
Suddenly, a powerful surge of energy struck my mind like a freight train, right in the heart of my hive. I absorbed the brunt of the impact, but it damaged my hive. I could feel members disappearing. Pain overwhelmed me, but I remained on my feet, though I swayed slightly. Murdock placed his hand on my back to support me. My hive was nearly crumbling, so weak. I summoned every ounce of power I could muster to bolster it.
I continued walking away, even as sparks flickered behind my eyes. The pain was almost unbearable, and I felt weakened from channeling so much power into the remnants of my hive. However, the biggest blow came when I realized Damon was gone, Mariella was gone, and the wolves were gone. I saw Mimosa and Shadow teleport out of the party, and even the Salvatores had abandoned my hive. He wasn't there for me. He had been dishonest about his intentions, leaving me stranded.
But I maintained my composure. I had to remain strong for those who remained. I had just lost more than half of my hive, and it would take considerable effort to recover. This time, if I took any Salvatores, they wouldn't have access to my core. They couldn't be trusted.
I was seated on my throne, fully embracing my role. However, I could no longer sense the presence of Sam, Dean, Tim, Taylor, Castiel, Salvatores, Mariella, or the wolves in my hive. I had lost them. My hive had become weak, with the strands that connected us broken. I used my powers to stabilize it, but I could feel Adam and Charles slowly joining us. It was a relief, even though their arrival was now much slower.
We were in the midst of a party, enjoying ourselves until it came to an end. Katherine and Elena maintained their roles, engaging in passionate encounters with multiple men. As Katherine was a vampire, she managed to entice Lepard and Demon, biting them so that I could feel their presence seeping in. The pain that came made me feel queasy, but I held on. Colin handed me a drink, which he had spiked with a few drops. I drank it, and it provided some relief, although it left me feeling somewhat disoriented.
I knew I had more arrivals coming, so setbacks were just part of the plan. However, I needed to become stronger. I had lost a significant amount of my powers when Salvatore left the hive, so I would need to drink blood once again, getting drunk on it and drinking even more. Before the next party, I was uncertain how long it would take for Adam, Charles, and the others to join us. I could sense Lepard using his telepathy to hasten the process, but Annaliese held back, showing that it would still take some time.
Finally, we left the venue and stepped into our limo. I settled into the backseat, while Castiel, Dean, Sam, Tim, and Taylor headed to the nearest base to resume their work. I couldn't bring them into the hive just yet. It would require some effort to get my foursome settled in initially, fixing and strengthening the hive before we could continue. I was grasping the immense difficulty and length of time this would take. My head was pounding and I could not wait to get in the bloodroom and start to drink myself into a stupor. But I knew that once this damn crisis would be over, my blood-drinking would be way less intense.
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