Prolog

The year 1608

Alaza woke up to the sound of a scream then yelling. "What in the blazes is that?" Endaires, her consort, asked not bothering to open his eyes.

"I believe it is Vaultine and Mikaine," Alaza said getting up and throwing a robe on.

"She was the one who screamed?" Endaires asked finally sitting up.

"Yes."

"Shit."

"Daire!" Alaza snapped, "watch your language!"

"Sorry, dear." They walked down the hall to the other wing of the estate. The yelling got louder as they neared the room Alaza's brother shared with his lover, Vaultine. He had found out, Alaza knew it as soon as she woke up, before hearing what he was yelling. She was just terrified of what he would do with this knowledge.

"You could have killed him!" Vaultine shrilled. "That is a twenty foot drop. If he were not a vampire-"

"He is lucky that I did not kill him!" Mikaine yelled back. "How long!?"

"Kaine, you are delusional. Why would you think that I would do that to you?"

Mikaine laughed incredulously. "Perhaps it's the man I found you in bed with?!"

"That was the only-"

"You had better not lie to me, you bitch! How long?! How long have you been… rutting with that boy?!"

"Kaine," Alaza called knocking lightly on the door.

"We're busy!" Both occupants yelled. Alaza turned to Endaires her worry showing plain in the dark blue eyes she and her brother shared.

"Mikaine, I did not want you to find out this way," Vaultine continued.

Mikaine laughed, a harsh humorless sound. "What you mean to say is that you did not want me to find out. You were planning to keep doing this and-"

"No!" Vaultine protested.

"For me to continue ignoring the scent of other men on your skin. To keep pretending that I knew nothing!"

"I-"

"I should have done this the first time I smelled him on you." Alaza held her breath. She could really care less about what happened to Vaultine but knew that her brother would never forgive her for hurting the woman that he loved in a fit of anger. "I want you to get the bloody hell out of my home. You can send for your things later, just get out."

"You cannot mean that… Kaine, you love me!"

"I do," he agreed. "That's why I have ignored all the signs. It is a bit different, however finding him in your bed. Now, I suggest you leave."

"This is my home too."

"No, this is Alaza's home," Mikaine argued. "I put it in her name, remember? Now get out of my sight."

"It will never happen again."

"You're damn right about that. Get out before you join your lover." The door swung open and Vaultine paused only until seeing the glare on Alaza's face. Alaza walked into the room as Vaultine walked down the stairs.

"Are you alright?" Alaza asked softly.

Mikaine laughed in response. "I am truly sorry that I did not believe you, Laz. I suppose that I have learned my lesson. I would like to be a lone, little sister."

"I do not think that you should be alone right now. You are hurting, and-"

"Save it, Laz, I want to sleep. It is finished, what good would talking about it do?"

Alaza tried again. "It may make you feel better-"

"I am not a child to be coddled," Mikaine said patiently. "I will feel better if I sleep, and that is what I plan to do. Now, please, go back to bed." Endaires came forward taking Alaza's arm and leading her out of the room.

Mikaine waited until they shut the door to cross the room to the window and watch Vaultine ride away with the unconscious Gabriel on her horse. A single tear rolled down his cheek, over a thousand years of being faithful and she does this. He punched the stone wall of the castle managing to shake the wall and break every bone in his hand. Growling at the pain, he laid down on the bed he had always shared with Vaultine. It was a long time before sleep came.