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Hardin's POV

Anastasia.

Eyes are the windows of the soul.

Eyes.. they never lie, they reveal our deepest darkest secrets. Our trauma and fear shine through them. Whether we want them to or not.

The moment our eyes met, it was like I found myself captive in a trancelike dream.

Like two stars colliding, I was swallowed into her gaze. A black hole, not knowing what to expect.

So much anger and hatred. She was an exact mirror of myself, yet there was something pure about her.

There was something oh so familiar from the way her eyes glistened in fiery rufous as she projected her rage into one focus.

Rossa....
Red.

It wasn't the typical, dull color seen in vampires. The red fire beamed from her cold, blackened brown eyes.

The color of a blood red, yet rotting rose.

It was burning white hot from within her, begging for an escape.

The moment I converted to my PureBlooded self, my eyes immediately detected the Asscher Ruby wrapped around her small neck.

The Abasova Ruby belonged to the Abasova Vampire Princess. And it was on her neck.

Did Uncle know this?
Is that why he banished me to this stupid school?

I have to keep this a secret. No one must know that she's the one who has it, it with definitely ruin the peace Cross wants.

But I must know her.

The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was different. I felt an instant connection.

I can't describe it. Something I haven't felt for over 100 years of living.

Something innocent, yet ruined.
She wore a mask. Underneath it, an unforgivable abyss of darkness engulfs her soul.

I refuse to let her become a vigilante out for vengeance. It's clearly shown on her sweet face that she seeks revenge from something. Or someone.

And yet she still managed to look so beautiful when she wasn't scowling me.

Beautiful and forbidden.

These thoughts came flooding as I made my way to the guest room in the Headmaster's floor.

Her eyes and face flashed through my head like a never ending montage.

The gemstone of the Abasova family.

How the sweet family now cease to exist.

The outcast had one thing in his mind that day. To find that gem and gain the Abasovas' power.

I should of been there to protect the Princess. It was the only condition I had to follow!

I opened the door to the room and looked in. A queen-sized bed with white silk sheets, curtains covering the now moon-lit sky, a redwood nightstand and closet surrounded the bed. In the corner, next to the window; was a soft, beige couch.

I walked in, not bothering to flick on the lights and opened a second door to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror, hypnotized by my own befouled eyes.

Knock knock.

Blinking, I regained my self control and stood upright. Keeping a tall posture, I made my way to the door and switched on the lights to be greeted by Zacharius.

"Sorry to bother you Sire, but I noticed that you only just made it back to your room. Is everything okay?" Zach formally spoke as he stood outside in the corridor.

He held a straight face with his hands behind him and his eyes looking into me.

He was commanded by the Volturi to keep an eye on me.

The Volturi never did like PureBloods, we were believed to be too powerful in their eyes.

Thus, the ancestors of the Abasovas gave up their monarchy due to many threats of usurpation.

So now,we keep our powers to ourselves and only use it when absolutely necessary. We submit to the Volturi, but other vampires always have acknowledged our reeking power.

Zach, on the other hand, is closer to a PureBlood than any other PureBred, he had lots of power.

We had known each other since we were kids until his Grandfather, the leader of the Volturi, sent him to this academy 6 years ago.

We began to laugh boyishly.

"Cazzo, don't ever talk like that again." I chuckled.

Zach's laughter began to decrease as he spoke.

"You better get used to it, everyone in the academy is going to speak to you like that, il mio re." He mocked, curtsying ridiculously.

I groaned, rubbing my jaw and gesturing him to come in.

"Per l'amor del cielo! They can lick my ass for all I care, I don't give a flying fuck."

Zach began to laugh once more.

"You got the Volturi bitches falling down at your feet, dammit! Even Amelia Ivanov!"

"Amelia? Who's that?" I asked as I sat down on the couch.

"Alek Ivanov's daughter." He said shocked, as though I was supposed to know straight away.

"Okay..?" I noticed the name as one of the high ranks in the Volturi.

Zach sat down next to me.

"You're saying this now, but once you see her face..buon dio!" he trailed off with wide eyes.

"If you're speaking about her like that, why don't you go for her?"

"Oh no no..." he waved his hands in front of him, "I've already got my Hunter," he smiled at the end.

"Hunter?" I looked at him, bemused.

"Yes, Jasmine Brown." He smiled sweetly as though he was a little boy talking about his little crush.

"She's a Vampire Hunter, but that's not even an issue because of this school." He gestured around him with his arms.

"Interesting.." I trailed off. "Little Zach wants to commit the Forbidden Act, what would your grandfather say?" I said with a wide grin.

He rolled his eyes and smirked. "Sta 'zitto!"

"She chills with Anastasia, sì?" I changed the subject.

"Anastasia Cross? Yeah why?" He looked up at me amused.

"No reason."

"Damn, don't tell me that chick caught your eye?" His eyes widen even more and his lips turned into a huge grin.

I looked at him and flashed my harden PureBlood eyes, shutting him up quickly and he looks down.

Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Cross?" I asked after realizing what he said, "Mike and her, look nothing alike."

"That's not his biological daughter. He adopted her 8 years ago or something after he found her under a tunnel."

"Orphan?"

"Yeah. But what was interesting was that she was found next to the remains of their Majesties, the Abasovas."

"That really is interesting." I stated.

"How do you know all this if it's not public information in the vampire world?"

"Duh, what do you think? Grandfather was running his mouth as usual that night, gossiping to his fellow vamps." He said shaking his head.

"They were saying how stupid the Abasovas were for protecting a human."

Interesting.

I yawned, keeping my bored expression.

Zach stood up immediately, "Of course, you must be so tired." He made his way to the door.

"I'll let you sleep and we'll catch up later tomorrow, sì?"

"Sì, buona notte." I called out.

A small smile came on his face before he nodded politely and left the room, closing the door behind him.

I removed my 'school' clothes and laid down on the bed.

My arms rested behind my head as I looked up to the ceiling, ready to drowse into a deep slumber; where an unwelcoming dream invaded my subconscious.

But instead, I'm blissed with an angelic presence.

Anastasia Cross.

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