The Princess's Dangerous Vampire Mate-Chapter 244: The unfair rule - V

We continued to stare at each other before he moved closer. I watched as he bridged the distance in between us. It was all done in silence and I could hear my breathing.

I kept my eyes on him as he took the seed beside me. He sat on the bed very gently not making a sound and not disturbing me. He was awfully gentle here, mindful of my state even though the wound was on my forehead.

"Are you in pain?" He asked as he raised his hand to touch my wound. I waited for his touch but when I did not feel it, I moved my eyes slightly to see it hanging in the air. He stopped himself.

"It does hurt a little." I revealed the truth. "Your uncle explained why I was moved to stand in front of the windows rather than on the balcony with you." I do not know why I said that. Perhaps, I said it to lessen his guilt. I genuinely cared for him and I knew it in my heart what is why I could not see him sad.

He nodded slowly, looking away from me. "I had thought that they might rebel for the first time. Hopefully they understand better now."

"You could have told me about these things. I would have appreciated having knowledge about what you were doing Tristan." I told him honestly. I have misunderstood him a lot in the events of the morning. I really wanted to apologize to him but I wanted to keep my thoughts to myself as well.

"I know you would but I also know that you would have not." Tristan’s eyes returned to mine. "You are compassionate by nature, Genevieve. You could never stand the thought of someone bending the knee forcefully even if it was a necessity."

He was right there. I could never stand punishment and I hate it when someone has to be punished. I would much rather have someone receive a chance to improve first.

I titled my head as I thought about it. "You know me awfully well, Tristan." I teased lightly, smiling at him which he returned but it disappeared just as quickly as it came.

He shook his head instead, "you got hurt again." He gave the wound on my head another look before standing up. Before he could move away I reached over and grabbed his hand. He stopped because of that and I held onto it, not giving him a chance to move.

"You do know that none of this is your fault? Tristan, you even tried to take me away from the crowd so that I could not get hurt." I told him with a slightly panicked expression on my face. "You cannot take responsibility for this. You must not!"

He sighed. I pulled on his arm and he sat down again.

I could see his right side and my eyes remained on his lips. I could not just look away from them. I gulped, what was I thinking?!

He sighed and buried his face in his hands which was supported by his elbows on his knees.

I could not bear to watch him like that. Why was he not understanding that none of this happened because of him? He at the end of the day tried his best to protect me.

I straightened my back on the bed which was leaning previously and sit up on my own before palming and turning it to me. His lips were right in front of mine and without thinking anymore, I placed mine on his.

The soft lips collided with mine and I moved mine against them, softly kissing him and before I knew it, he had taken charge over them.

I gasped when I felt his tongue push itself in my mouth. I shuddered loudly. My body tingled, especially my lady bits. I squirmed my thighs together to stop it. It was awfully familiar when I had been made aware of when I had called Tristan for a mating call.

His tongue touched every inch of my mouth and he held my throat with his other hand keeping me in please slightly tilting my head back giving him the perfect angle he needed.

He pulled away slightly before kissing my lips again. He planted his lips on mine once more before pulling apart and joining her foreheads as I tried to catch my breath.

"You don’t have to worry." I said after some time with my eyes still closed. "It is not everything that you can control Tristan. You tried your best."

He sighed loudly, as if tired before saying, " you kissed me again."

At those words, I felt a small fear rising up. "Did You not like it?"

He chuckled. "Oh, I loved it. But it gets harder to control myself. Also after this act of love, I don’t think what I am about to tell you will be liked by you."

"What is it?" I asked without removing my forehead from his or even opening my eyes. I wanted to relish the moment we were spending together.

"I know who threw the stone at you." He revealed. "The windows are very difficult to throw something at, which is why the stone was specifically meant for you."

"What?" I pulled away from him.

Opening his eyes, he nodded very lightly. "Yes, someone targeted you."

"But who?" Who in the public would target me? For them I had been abducted and left for the dead a long time ago.

He cupped my cheek. "You should not worry about it. I shall take care who tried to harm my beloved." He pulled me close and kissed my forehead. "Rest well. I shall await your presence in the dining room." He smiled before standing up.

"Wait," I said, making him stop, "What about the. . ." What do I call him?

"The culprit?" He spoke and I nodded. "I will take care of a genevieve. The only thing I wanted you to do is to rest." He said before I knew what he was gone.