Dominic's Lady by Shia Naawl (motivational books to read TXT) 📖

Velaryan. Being one meant that he had found his Lady to serve unlike some because some servant were not Velaryan. They did not have the privilege to choose who they serve. Some were forced to serve a Vampire as punishment. Some was an agreement between a human family. And the saddest part was that, the servants who were made servants this way meant they viewed serving their Lord or Lady as a duty and only duty -not because they had a deep rooted feeling to serve, to create a bond because a bond between Vampire and its servant was strong. So strong that should either the Vampire or the servant dies, the other would also die. Vampire and its servant were two halves of a whole. Always have been, always will be. Very few believed that or understood that. Lucas understood.  

Lady Aria knew that too and when Lucas watched his future Lady smelling flowers, Lady Aria chosen him. And Lord Marcus agreed. Unlike what many vampires think, a vampire servant's job wasn't a form of prison or enslavement but to serve and cherish. Always cherish above all else. A vampire servant was to care, cherish and love their Lord or Lady because their world, the rules and nature of a vampire, was too harsh for a vampire to have it. To a vampire, their servants were their hearts in the world they abide by and it was a servant's job to protect their Lord's or Lady's heart.  

And his Lady's heart was something Lucas would protect and cherish, always cherish until the Goddess herself put him to the ground. 

Don't speak of death, Lucas. Not where you are concerned. You are mine and the Goddess herself cannot have you. 

Lucas's smile turned into a grin as his Lady woke him from the reverie he was having. She didn't deny his thoughts and the possessiveness to that was every inch as predatory as his Lady herself, warmed him. Though he knew that his Lady would never speak of such things to him or aloud because of her world she lives by, but he knew. Always known.  

Eavesdropping again, my Lady?

His Lady completely ignored that comment. Your thoughts fascinate me. You fascinate me. 

Lucas chuckled. I've been your servant for a millennia and yet you still find me fascinating is beyond me.

His Lady paused, hesitant. Lucas felt it and he didn't like it.  He was hers, plain and simple. 

My Lady?

Every time I enter your thoughts, you always go back to the first day we met. Why?

Lucas relaxed. His Lady was always curious but as Vampires, feelings were not in their nature and when they feel, they try to make sense of it. Emotion was something Vampires never really grasped because they were practical. Predators of their kind were always practical first before anything. 

 Because that was when I knew you were my Lady. The one I will always serve until the day I die. And Lucas left it to that.

Lucas,  I can turn you if that is what you wish. You have served me well-

And I will always serve you my Lady. He interrupted. Lucas always knew his path and it was with his Lady. If he turned, that might not necessarily be the case. Lucas didn't like that at all.  

But don't you crave more? I can give you immortality, power and riches. 

And it will all be meaningless if I am not serving you. Relax, my Lady, I'm content and I'm happy. It was all true. 

Lucas could feel his Lady sigh. I can't always protect you. Before he could reply, she continued. Enough, just know the offer still stands but I don't want to talk about this anymore.

Lucas allowed her to retreat. He knew his Lady's limits and he knew when to push but this wasn't the time to push. Very well, my Lady, then sleep and when you wake I will be there.

Lucas knew when his Lady finally gave in to sleep. It was just instincts.  

Leaving his Lady to sleep, he went about his errands of the day and when he had to leave, he made sure there were guards surrounded everywhere. He had a meeting with the werewolves and werelions. Another part of being a servant to a Master Vampire who ruled this City, since it was her territory, he had to deal and manage those under her rule and if it needed her attention, he would discuss with her later tonight when she woke.

 In a world were myths and legends exists, there was hierarchy because his Lady's world were too harsh without one. Rules they lived by the Council of the Vampiric kind decreed. Etiquette. For example, without notifying and asking to enter a territory of a Master Vampire was a sign of not only bad manners but the possibility of wanting to take the territory. Any Vampire knows that if one cannot even protect their own territory, one should never have one in the first place. There was two ways the Master Vampire of the territory can react, one by killing the vampire without question or two, allow them to leave but to do that meant you are acknowledging ones superiority over you. Something no predator would ever do.

 In the Vampiric World the hierarchy was simple, members of the Council were first, then Master Vampires, then Vampire Lords and lastly, Minions. Vampire Lords were Vampires given status by a Master Vampire who ruled them. The Vampire Lords run a part of the territory for the Master Vampire and whatever matters are discussed to the Master Vampire, in his case, his Lady. Minions were the term for Vampires without status, the foot soldiers who must abide by the rules of the Master Vampire in whatever territory they were staying. And since any Vampire can have a Vampire servant, the servant's Vampire status will also be their status in the servant world. Lucas was lucky that his Lady was a Master Vampire because that meant, in his Lady's territory, his rank was the highest and that meant all of the Vampire servants in his Lady's territory was under his command and his responsibility. 

 Being a Master Vampire's servant meant that he took care of territory in his Lady's place. That included, meeting with servants who's Lord or Lady seeks the attendance of his Lady or problems that he needed to dealt with. That also included other beings in residence in his Lady's territory. The Wolves and Lions lived in his Lady's territory and swore allegiance to his Lady by being blood-marked, it was one of Lucas's many duties to deal with them because a Vampire doesn't. For his Lady only deals with them only with important matters but to attend most meetings in person meant that she acknowledges them, equalises them. In this world, Vampires ruled and was the strongest except for of course demons and angels. Those who can shift into animals were strong but didn't compare to Vampires. In all the time Lucas has lived, his Lady only acknowledged one and was also her second-in-command were the Dragons. Dragons were rare but they were the strongest, biggest and most fiercest. Dragons were rare because you are only a dragon if you were born a dragon. Dareios Dracea Draco, the Alpha of the a dragon clan, had something very rare between Vampire and being -an Alliance. It signifies acknowledgement in strength and equality but also allies and friends -something the Vampiric world rarely have. 

Lucas checked his watch while he drove into the wolves' land. Shit, he was going to be late. Being late to anything was bad but being late to Alphas of both lion and wolf was an insult to them. It would be more of a headache to Lucas but no matter, he'd deal with it. Lucas drove into the wolves' land until he found a place to park the car in front of the woods. Deep into the woods was the Pack house and it was the wolves turn to host the meeting. 

Lucas got out of the car and begun to walk toward the makeshift path until he saw Dareios leaning against a tree. Dareios wore loose jeans, black boots and a plain tee. He looked more bodyguard than leader but the intensity and knowledge his blue eyes showed he was more than a fighter but to Dare himself, he believed he was more a fighter than leader, which explained his bulky physique since he used to be his father's bodyguard when his father ruled the dragon clan about nine hundred years ago. His face were all hard angles and rough which could've been attractive but it came off as I-will-eat-you scary that could be considered off-putting. His hair was thick, brownish-red and shoulder length that he kept in a tight ponytail at the nape of his neck. 

"You're late" Dareios wasn't the type of man to be subtle. If anything, he was as straightforward as they came. Partly because in the world of badass and were-animals, he was one of the strongest so he could afford to be straight forward and partly because he enjoyed calling on people's bullshit or calling on anything that would just amuse him but piss whoever off.

Lucas ignored the comment. "How did you know I was going to be here?"

Dare tapped his forehead. "Lady Farrah." Dare shrugged. "Told me to be here at the meeting so I came."

The information wasn't even useful. "Did she say why?"

"Only to guard your ass because you were late and I came willingly because you're the few that can not only tolerate my shit but actually like me."

"So you mean, there was dragon business you needed to attend to that you didn't want to so you used me at an excuse?" Lucas said as he raised an eyebrow at Dare.

Dare smiled. "You know me so well." 

"I'm guessing the business is about your future wife." Lucas made it more of a statement than question because he knew that nothing could make Dare retreat faster than the idea of an arrange marriage. For dragons, it was custom for royalty to have an arrange marriage. The Draco family were one of the seven royal bloodlines. Actually, Lucas didn't even know how Dare put his marriage off this long but Dare's motto was if telling no doesn't work than scary them to leave you the fuck alone worked just as fine too. 

Dare's smile turned into a scowl. "They're going to force me to marry into the Drayckos clan. Her name is Drayamira Drayckos."

Lucas couldn't help but laugh. Drayamira Drayckos is the fiercest female dragon warrior in the dragon society. Her fighting skills were legendary and her temper too. 

Dare growled. "I'll forget that I'm suppose to accompany you to the meeting, fuck the alliance and eat you whole if you don't shut the fuck up."

Lucas didn't even hide his shit-eating grin. "I'll make sure that Lady Farrah clears her date for your wedding."

What made Lucas laughed harder was the fact that Dare literally had smoke coming out of his nostrils. Dare might think otherwise but Drayamira would do him some good. Dare was not an easy man to live with and if he was paired with a weak, little, meek of a dragon, Dare would no doubt eat her alive whole. The Leader was always the one that needed someone the most because they sacrifice the most for the ones in their care. Like always, Lucas drifted his thoughts to his Lady, she was the body but he was the heart -her heart that he will always keep safe.  

Dare blew smoke at Lucas's direction before turning to the direction of the Pack house without further discussion on the matter. 

"One of these days, Luc, I'll forget that you're my friend and I'll kill you." 

Lucas shook his head as his laughter died down. "No you won't because apart from Lady Farrah, I am your only friend who can tolerate you without killing you."

Lucas heard a tiny roar. "You can be easily replaced."

Lucas only chuckled as he followed Dare to the