Soren and Nadia have finally crossed the river. Their eyes remain black, and they run towards Lylah with their fangs protruding, ready to devour her. They should only be blood lusting for each other as they are blood flames, but Lylah’s blood isn’t like everyone else’s. Her blood is special, and she is unlike anyone I have ever met. I’m annoyed and hurt. Lylah keeps trying to kill me and fighting the bond, and now her blood is making other vampires blood lust after her, ‘Great, just great!’ I say, throwing my hands up in the air, ‘You cut my arm. I save your life. You cut me again, and now I have to save your life again, but this time from Nadia and Soren draining you of your blood because, for some strange reason, your blood tastes and wreaks of immense power. So which part of me will you try and cut off after I save you this time?’ I ask sarcastically and cross my arms.She smiles at me for the first time but looks down at my balls. My body stiffens, and I pail. She wouldn’t dare,
Exhausted from crying and recent events, Lylah sleeps soundly in my arms. I carry her toward my lair but stop by one of the lakes along the way. Sitting by the water's edge, I hold her tight, savouring the moment as I know she will continue being stubborn and keep fighting against the bond. I stroke her hair from her face and caress her cheek, taking in all of her features. Her platinum white hair, high cheekbones, small but plump lips, her soft skin. The Gods have blessed me with the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Even though she is stubborn and argumentative, I’ve never felt so happy. She is perfect, and my feelings toward her are already strong. I pray to the Gods she will fall in love with me regardless of the bond. Scooping water from the lake in my hand, I gently wash all the blood from her face. Thankfully the wound on her head has stopped bleeding. Hopefully, now having no blood on her, Nadia and Soren will return to their senses, and she won’t cause my coven of vampir
Leaving the labyrinth of tunnels, we now enter a section with great stone pillars. They are all carved with all kinds of symbols and glyphs. The steps become softer as we now walk over sand. Lylah is intrigued by the carvings. She stops, stares at some of them, and runs her fingers over others as if trying to figure out what they mean.We are about to enter my favourite part of the underground. I’m excited to show her our home, but she looks sad and miserable. I can see she is forcing herself not to cry. She keeps looking over her shoulder and becomes even more depressed every time she looks back. My heart begins to ache as I realise she misses her family and home. Her shoulders slump, and she won’t look at me, keeping her eyes on her feet.As we are about to step into the final part. I give Lylah a small smile, but she looks away, making me frown.‘Welcome to the Underground, our home,’ I tell her as we step into the vast underground cave.I watch as her mouth drops open, and she loo
As we enter the castle, I use my mind to lower the portcullis gate behind us. The heavy chains clink as it lowers, getting Lylah’s attention. She looks over her shoulder. Then, as she sees the portcullis close, she panics and races back towards it, but she is too late. It slams down shut. Her hands grip the metal, and she lowers her head. ‘This isn’t happening. It’s just another bad dream—a nightmare. I’ll awaken from it soon and find myself in my chambers in my packhouse, and then I can look back at all this and laugh… either that or cry .’ She tells herself, nodding her head assuredly. ‘Lylah,’ I say gently. She turns to look at me, and we somberly stare into each other’s eyes. Her eyes have not even the tiniest bit of joy or happiness. Her soul is completely lost and broken, but now I have added to the damage already done, making her completely miserable. ‘I’m sorry.’ I tell her, feeling terrible for her. If only I could tell her that leaving me would kill her. That we have to sta
Becky rolls her eyes at me after she manages to give me the final stitch. ‘You’re the Lord of our coven, who's supposed to be strong and powerful, yet here you are being the biggest sook over a few stitches.’‘You just gave me six stitches on my arm and another fourteen on my chest! So that’s more than a few stitches.’‘The lion’s breath was supposed to make you brave and not sook the entire time. Must have been a dud bottle,’ Becky laughs.I glare into her brown eyes, but she smiles, tucks her short brown hair behind her ear, and shrugs. ‘Okay, Becky, you’ve had your fun. I’m out of here,’ I tell her, taking my shirt from Soren and putting it on. She purses her lips which are thickly coated with red lipstick, ‘Don’t you want to know why your wounds haven’t healed yet?’I turn to face her, ‘You know why?’ Becky walks to the table and brings the well-made dagger to me. ‘This isn’t an ordinary dagger, Lord Talon. This dagger has been crafted to kill any supernatural. The spine and qu
As I soak in the bathtub, I hear Lylah pacing back and forth in the room. Once clean, I step out and open the bathroom door in my full glory. Lylah comes to a halt. I casually put the towel over my head and dry my long wet hair.‘Damn you, Lord Talon! Do you have no shame!?’ Lylah yells.I remove the towel, look down at myself, and then back at Lylah, whose cheeks are now the rosiest red from blushing.‘Clearly, Lylah, I have nothing to be ashamed of,’ I smile mischievously at her.‘You!’ she says and abruptly turns, opens my antique wardrobe and rummages through my belongings. I lean against the door frame and cross my arms as I stare at her sweet little ass as she is bent over going through my clothes. I could stand and watch this view all night. I smirk.As Lylah grabs my clothing and turns her head, she realises what I’ve been quietly viewing.Lylah storms toward me and shoves my clothes into my chest, ‘Don’t you ever stare at my ass again! Now in the world of wands! Will you plea
Chapter 34Lylah‘Micah is my mate, my fated mate.’ I say to Lord Talon barely in a whisper.He becomes pale, swiftly retreats from the bed, picks up his clothes, and exits the room.I‘m relieved he fled. I feel like I’m betraying Micah when he is around me, but I can’t stop these thoughts I have of Lord Talon, no matter how hard I try. It has completely drained me. I’m exhausted from fighting myself from wanting to touch his skin, kiss his lips and more. I shouldn’t be feeling warm and fuzzy around him. It’s like something is wrong with me. I approach an arch-stone-shaped stain-glassed window and push it open. I look down and instantly regret it. I’m so high up. This is a situation I don’t want to be in.Mateless, grieving, kidnapped with feelings towards my captor… Wait a minute! Isn’t that an illness? Finding your captor attractive and developing feelings towards them? Wands! This explains everything. I have Stockholm syndrome! A huge sense of relief overcomes me, knowing why I hav
Lord Talon‘Becky, it’s healed,’ I say as I enter the room.She is brewing something in a small cauldron, and it smells horrendous. ‘What’s healed?’ she asks, walking around the table and toward me.I unbutton my shirt and watch her jaw drop. ‘What did you do?’ she asks. ‘I didn’t do anything.’ I tell her.‘Something must have happened? Tell me everything you did from last night up till now.’‘I was sitting on the window ledge watching the lake until I heard Lylah yelling and crying in her sleep. I raced in there and held her in my arms, and I spent over an hour comforting her until she fell asleep on me. I did notice the pain from the wounds had gone by then but didn’t think much of it as I was too worried about Lylah. I woke up with Lylah sleeping against me. We spoke, and she told me Micah is her mate who she thinks I killed, and I bolted out of there freaking out she had a mate, then ran into Soren and told him. My chest itched from the stitches, so I ran my hand over it, and th
We arrive back in the underground and enter the castle. ‘Tonight, we will celebrate our victory and our official lady of the coven, Lylah.’ Talon shouts. The coven cheers and dissipates to prepare for the celebration. I face Talon, Soren and Nadia. ‘There is something I need to do first before we celebrate. Can you take me down to the crypts?’ I ask them. They give each other a confused and unsure glance. ‘Cedric should celebrate with us.’ I tell them. ‘Lylah,’ Talon says, ‘You know he doesn’t want anyone to see him in this state. You know he has gone mad?’ ‘I know, but I need you to trust me on this.’ I say, my eyes pleading with his. ‘You know you always have my trust. Come on then, let's go down to the crypts.’ Nadia carries a fire torch as we descend through an abundance of stairs and narrow passageways. As I enter the crypt, I gesture for them to wait at the entrance as I slowly approach the shadow in the corner. ‘Cedric.’ I say and watch the shadow flinch. ‘We’ve met befor
Talon watches, intrigued, as the werewolves shift into their wolf forms while my father and brothers shift into their Lycans. Talon gestures for me to climb onto his back. I wrap my arms around his neck as he holds my legs. Together with the pack, we run forward for many hours until we meet the coven of vampires awaiting us.‘Lord Talon, Lady Lylah.’ All the vampires say, bowing as they greet us.Nadia and Soren approach and stand by our sides as if to guard us. I look over at my father and nod to indicate we’re ready. We head in the direction of the mountain we last saw Lord Atticus. It becomes dark very suddenly before we even approach the mountain. Hundreds of black whisps whip by us and then circle us. They are extremely fast, and I know exactly what they are. ‘Blood Dwellers.’ I mutter under my breath.‘He’s here!’ Talon shouts, warning everyone.‘I see you brought the entire coven and even the wolves to watch you pledge your allegiance to me, along with my dinner.’ Lord Atticus
‘Alpha Maximus, Luna.’ Talon says to my parents as we face them in the dining hall. ‘We have to put Lord Atticus to an end. Over one hundred years ago, he went on a murderous killing spree. He even killed our father as well as beloved members of our coven.’ ‘Your brother is who’s responsible for all of these deaths? For Micah’s death?’ Theo asks. ‘Unfortunately, yes. He is my brother. We had managed to send him through a portal into an abyss of darkness. Since he freed himself over a year ago, he began where he had left off, continuing to kill and murder whilst growing in strength by feeding off his victims. He knows Lylah is my Blood Flame and, unfortunately, has managed to taste her blood. He would have figured out not long after we escaped from him that the small taste of Lylah’s blood he had, has greatly strengthened him much more than anything else he has ever fed off. Lylah’s blood is unlike anyone else's. Just one cut, one drop, can send any vampire within a distance into a Bl
My breath catches, and I realise at this moment how much I truly care for Lord Talon, that I’ve fallen for him so hard, like ocean waves crashing into rocks. Like lightning that has struck the ground. Like the sound of thunder that ripples through your body. I’m in love with Lord Talon. I place my forehead against his and use my free hand to cup his cheek. We breathe heavily in unison as a sense of overwhelming love and desire takes over us.My walls come crashing down, and my lips slam into his with a fiery passion. My lips coax his open, and our tongues entwine and dance as if they were meant to be.We gasp for air as we part, and I pull Lord Talon’s shirt from over his head and toss it. Our hands explore every inch of each other as we kiss again. I straddle his lap and begin to undo his belt as he pulls the laces undone on the back of my dress and yanks it down, exposing my breasts.Now, completely naked, we both pause with our foreheads touching, taking in as much of each other as
I arrive at a set of stone steps that lead to nothing but a dark dead end. I feel the ceiling and realise it’s a large paver. Using all my strength, I push it open and climb out. I look around and see I’m in a very old graveyard. I know where I am. I saw it on the map. I run east toward the mountain where Lord Atticus awaits Lord Talon.After hours of running and jogging, I have to rest. The sun will be rising soon. I lay next to a large tree and sleep for a while before I continue east. It’s almost nightfall, and I’m exhausted. Lord Talon would have come to check on me through the night to find I’m gone and see I’ve escaped through the window. I continue to look over my shoulder every so often, knowing Lord Talon could catch up to me any time now. That’s if he knows I’m heading toward Lord Atticus. He might think I’ve possibly escaped to return home to my pack.I’m feeling very hot and flustered. At first, I thought it was from all the running, but no matter how much I rest, it only
I run from one hall to another and then one corridor to another through many rooms and down staircases I haven’t seen before. I have no idea where I’m running to, but I don’t care. I just want to get away. I’ve passed many vampires along the way, but I completely ignore them as they stare curiously at me. Once out of sight, I lean against the grey stone wall in the shadows before sliding down to the ground and hugging my knees. Lord Talon is my mate. That’s why he hasn’t killed me. That’s why he wants to keep me alive and protect me. This is why I’ve been developing feelings toward him. Lord Talon knew this whole time since we met that we were Blood Flames. No wonder he looked devastated and heartbroken every time I tried to kill him. I feel terrible, among many other feelings. I’m angry that Micah and Lord Talon kept things from me. I feel I’m betraying Micah by being attracted to Lord Talon. I’m upset and heartbroken that Micah isn’t alive. I’m frustrated at myself for not figuring
A plate of vegetables with a steak is placed in front of me, whilst a serving of blood is poured into Lord Talon’s goblet. I refuse to make any eye contact with him. Instead, I watch the flames of the candles on the table flicker.Halfway through silently eating my meal, five vampires I’ve never met before enter the dining room, marching. One leads the others as they approach Lord Talon and bow. Nadia and Soren enter behind them and sit at the dining table.‘My Lord,’ The lead vampire says.‘Mervin, tell me you have returned with good news? Where are the others?’ he asks.‘My Lord, they are all dead. Along with many more human casualties.’‘What!? You were supposed to observe the whereabouts of Lord Atticus and return to me as soon as he was found.’‘Forgive us, Lord Talon. When we found him, he was in a rural town. We were well hidden and observed him. He killed every single human as if it were a sport and drank the blood from some of them before he had them ripped apart. We tried to
Lylah‘I’m Becky. I’ve heard so much about you.’ she beams and squeezes herself closer to Lord Talon.A burst of jealousy from Becky touching Lord Talon’s arm ignites within me.‘I’m sure….’ I say while telling myself not to care that Becky is practically rubbing herself all over, Lord Talon. He keeps glaring at her and giving her back-off looks. But she persists in fluttering her eyes at him anyway.Not wanting to stare at her face or acknowledge her. I ignore her and look at Lord Talon.‘You should find that blood flame of yours and feed off it. It's quite silly, starving yourself of blood when a human is living here against her will. The last thing I need is you trying to bite me.’ I say sarcastically.Becky bursts into laughter and begins elbowing Lord Talon in the ribs, ‘Master, you should take this human's advice and feed off your blood flame. In fact, you should do it right now?’‘Becky, that’s enough!’ Lord Talon growls. ‘I can live off the blood of animals for as long as I ne
Lord Talon‘Becky, it’s healed,’ I say as I enter the room.She is brewing something in a small cauldron, and it smells horrendous. ‘What’s healed?’ she asks, walking around the table and toward me.I unbutton my shirt and watch her jaw drop. ‘What did you do?’ she asks. ‘I didn’t do anything.’ I tell her.‘Something must have happened? Tell me everything you did from last night up till now.’‘I was sitting on the window ledge watching the lake until I heard Lylah yelling and crying in her sleep. I raced in there and held her in my arms, and I spent over an hour comforting her until she fell asleep on me. I did notice the pain from the wounds had gone by then but didn’t think much of it as I was too worried about Lylah. I woke up with Lylah sleeping against me. We spoke, and she told me Micah is her mate who she thinks I killed, and I bolted out of there freaking out she had a mate, then ran into Soren and told him. My chest itched from the stitches, so I ran my hand over it, and th