Be Careful When You Bite Me novel Chapter 25

But I didn’t say that, instead I blushed red and mumbled,” I’m sorry.”

“That’s ok,” she reassured,” and yes, the King has a very strict law in place for the Cold Ones and it is that they cannot rule if they do not mate with a fellow Cold One.”

“Does that mean that Xavier is shunned-“

“He lost his royalty status, but they cannot take it away royalty from his blood.”

“And Damon is scared-“

“Damon is scared because he had already witness the dethronement of his brother, he doesn’t want to have to be next.”

“I know it isn’t my fault but I can’t help but feel bad, like I am to blame for whats happening with him.”

She smiled sadly,” it will all be ok soon.”

“Do you mean that,” I asked, almost afraid of the answer,” did you see that it was going to be alright with me, will I get to go home and forget this ever happened?”

She remained silent for a couple of seconds before softly saying,” eat some more.”

I sighed and obeyed silently.

After some time I decided to ask the question that I had been most curious about,” What’s the Mark of Eros?”

“I was waiting for you to ask.”

“Luna said I had it, it’s why she couldn’t do the ritual, apparently she would be upsetting the Council, is that the King and Queen?”

“The King and Queen rule only the Cold Ones. Every creature in the underworld has a ruler, expect for shapeshifters, warlock and witches.”

I remembered the security guard at the bar Damon had taken me too and wondered if he had been a shapeshifter.

I merely nodded and she continued,” the Council rule everyone in the Underworld whether it’s vampire, werewolf, faerie, witch, shapeshifter or warlock. They consist of 6 people , one from each race of Underworld species. They are the eldest in their race and they control the entirety of The Underworld.”

“I don’t understand why they would care about someone like me losing her memory, shouldn’t they be happy?”

“In The Underworld, we believe that the future is written by a race belonging to the Underworld who are far more powerful then all of us combined, you have god we have gods.”

I nodded and she continued.

“When a witch or a warlock preform a spell or a ritual, we always do it within the guidelines of the Council who makes the law in accordance to the history of the Gods. One of the many laws is we do not harm a foreigner who is marked with a symbol of The Underworld.”

“But I don’t understand, I’m not marked, I’m just me-“

“But you are marked, it is written in your story, The Mark of Eros.”

“Which is what?” I shook my head in confusion because although Asia was explaining, nothing made sense.

“The Mark of Eros is given to a human who is mated on by a member of The Underworld.”

I felt completely confused and was almost certain that she had made a mistake,” I-I don’t...that can’t be true, that can’t be right.”

“It’s all in your story Holly, you are marked by someone, you belong to them.”

I flickered my eyes open be greeted by yet again, another unfamiliar room. I looked around to examine that I was stretched out on a Queen bed, white sheets covered my thankfully clothed body. I stood up and walked around the modern room. Memories of last night flooded my mind and I remembered that I was at the guest room of Asia and Xavier’s home.

I peeked outside the window and took in the beautiful busy streets of New York. It was a long way down but it was breathtaking. I took a quick shower in the bathroom inside of the room and spent some time admiring the place. The sudden smell of familiar breakfast entered my nostrils and I decided to go out and explore.

Asia, now dressed in a yellow summer dress, stood behind the kitchen island, cooking.

“Morning!” She screeched out without turning around,” would you like some breakfast?”

“Yes please,” my mouth was salivating at the smell of pancakes and syrup. It reminded me of back home. She turned around holding two plates stacked with delicious goodness and drizzled with fresh pieces of fruit and maple syrup.

Her beauty was breathtaking in a way that I almost had forgot but I collected myself and grabbed the place,” thank you,” I smiled.

“You slept a long time,” she said, coming around to take a seat on the black bar stools beside me,” you must have been tired.”

I nodded, stuffing my face,” I am, I’m really over it. This whole thing with the Mark of Eros, I wish I can just erase it, or at least find who ever it is that I’m mated with and tell him I don’t want it.”