Bound To The Vampire Lord

Bound To The Vampire Lord

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By:  Psycho  Completed
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A story between a vampire and a werewolf. “Two lovers of different species, Khloe and Melvin, pursue their forbidden love with each other —to the chagrin of their rival clans. When Khloe is forced to choose between her heart and the pack that mistreated her, both lovers must find a way to stay United even if fate is against them.”

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In the beginning

It was his eyes that did it. It was his eyes that enraptured her. Shehad heard of eyes like these, but she could not remember where. Eyes like two gleaming silver coins, like the half arch of a crescentmoon in the sky just before she had to start the Moon dance. It was his eyes. The man in question had shoulder length hair. Dark, very, very dark. Hair that shone with oil. Even from across the room, Khloe could smell it on him, the sweetness of scent that no man had the right to be wearing. But this man was. And it made Khloe want to bury her face in the side of his neck and inhale, even when it would have be more prudent if she sunk her teeth into his neck instead. Prudent, because she was tied in a chair before him, silver manacles attached to her legs and hands, holding her to the chair. The cuff were tight. Almost too tight, such that if she squirmed or moved even the slightest bit, they cut into her wrists and ankles. Prudent, because there two men standing guards at both sides

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193 Chapters

In the beginning

It was his eyes that did it. It was his eyes that enraptured her. Shehad heard of eyes like these, but she could not remember where. Eyes like two gleaming silver coins, like the half arch of a crescentmoon in the sky just before she had to start the Moon dance. It was his eyes. The man in question had shoulder length hair. Dark, very, very dark. Hair that shone with oil. Even from across the room, Khloe could smell it on him, the sweetness of scent that no man had the right to be wearing. But this man was. And it made Khloe want to bury her face in the side of his neck and inhale, even when it would have be more prudent if she sunk her teeth into his neck instead. Prudent, because she was tied in a chair before him, silver manacles attached to her legs and hands, holding her to the chair. The cuff were tight. Almost too tight, such that if she squirmed or moved even the slightest bit, they cut into her wrists and ankles. Prudent, because there two men standing guards at both sides
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KHLOEA banquet was what it was. There was no other way to describe it.It was a splendid one, too, as expected. There were rosettes standing lonely and beautiful in glass vases. The hall had a highceiling, white, such that if you looked above you would experience afeeling similar to that of staring at the heavens on a cloudy day.Below, rugs of fine fur adorned the black marble floor. Candles filled every inch of the halls, glowing a kindly, warm yellow, each one standing on solid metal ornate candle holders. The light from the candle fire reflected onto the glossy floor, and when one looked at it, the black marbles resembled a river of oil afire.It was beautiful. Fire was such a beautiful thing that if you did not know what it was, what it could do, you let it draw you to it. Khloe had once seen a moth drawn to a flame. It burned in seconds, leaving behind the smell of singed ants.That was what I felt about Caleb. He was like fire, burning everything thing he touched. Every girl in
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MELVINThis is no job for a king, Melvin I thought as I scoured the wetground for tracks.On the wet dirt floor, there was a trail of footprints. These werenot wide footprints. They were not the foot imprints of a man, by the looks of it. They were smaller. A child perhaps, or a woman. A smallwoman. They went on and on through the woods until they disappeared completely, vanishing all of a sudden right in the middle of the trail without any trace.It was as the person who had made the prints had vanished as they had, growing wings and flying off into the night sky.A tracker, perhaps a human tracker would have been terrified out of his mind. He would have turned tail and retreated the moment the tracks of his quarry vanished, or if he was a braver, less sensible tracker, perhaps a young man with plenty of talent, he would sniff around and poke around the woods until he gave up. But Melvinwas neither human nor frightened. What he was was disgruntled. Frustrated. Very, very frustrated.
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CALEBHours before the ceremony, hours before choosing Khloe, I stood in front of the enormous, ornate-framed mirror in my quarters, preparing myself for the ceremony.I hated my birthday. I hated it the way the Blood Moon pack hated vampires: with a bestial ferocity that had not diminished over the years. I loathed the loudness, the audacious pomp and pageantry of it, the unnecessary flourish that accompanied it every passing year.It was not that I did not like parties or partying. No. Far from it. It was the forced excitement that I loathed, the way it was done, lacklustre despite all its shininess. It was done like most obligatory things were done. I loathed that falseness very deeply, despised it even more. I had long since come to learn that werewolves, on certain occasions, had a thirst for wine that could rival the burning thirst vampires had for human blood. There was time like that, I knew, a time of unbridled thirst, unbridled longing, and not just for blood. For land.
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CHAPTER 4

KHLOEWords, Khloe had learnt the hard way, were what people hurled at you when they could not palm stones, when they discovered to their utmost displeasure that your continued existence was, in fact, their salvation. And it was common knowledge that the Blood Moon pack, besides being werewolves, were at the end of the day just people. So they filed their words carefully, honing them until the edges were sharp enough, until they were jagged enough to imitate metal, keen enough to cut through layers of skin and brittle bone, salient enough to pierce through to her beating heart. And when she outgrew the names and the knife like words, when she developed a coat of thick skin, they too evolved. And so did their hate. They learnt new cruelties, adapted new techniques to make her life an unpleasant existence, even if they could snuff it out entirely without destroying their own selves, too. And at the head of this aggression, Caleb could very often be found—at least when they were younge
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CHAPTER 5

TYBALDTo Tybald, there were only two things important in this world: his family and the Blood Moon pack. They were, however, interchangeable as the Blood Moon pack was and had always been his family, and at the same time, his family, Caleb, his wife, they were the same as the pack. Family was like a pack—once you had them, you could never lose them. You could never give them away, even if you wanted to. They left their marks all over a man, paw-prints in the soil, proof that the were there once. That they would always be present, even when they were not. Tybald understood this well, perhaps more than any person he had ever known. How could he not? The war of wolves and vampires had ended nearly a lifetime ago, fought and won when there was not yet salt in his hair, when he was young and brutishly strong. Yet those that he had loved and lost to the battle were there with him, they walked at his side in the light and in the shadows. His father, blood brothers, his wolf brothers. At ni
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CHAPTER 6

KHLOEKhloe was just thinking about all the different ways she was going to escape from this… this. She didn't even have a asingke word to describe what this was. She sat, almost not wanting to eat the food that was minutes away from her and she was having much better progress until Caleb decided, it was ok for him to fake concern. He asked her if she was hungry, asked if the wine wasn't to her taste. She could have scoffed while she was at it and stared him down with eyes that asked him if he truly cared for anything.A glass clinked somewhere, putting the ceremony to a hush. All eyes turned to what could have quietened the hall in an instant and of course, it was Tybald."To my son! For he becomes a man and for his excellent choice of a bride. To the future!" He raised his glass, to the crowd and the crowd responded with "To the future!" Their voices nearly deafening. If Khloe didn't know better she would have laughed and joined them but she knew better. She knew they were not to be
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CHAPTER 7

KHLOE"Khloe Hamilton?'' The name echoed from the nook and cranny of the entire room ,everyone turned their heads puzzled as to why he had picked the most accursed person in the entire pack to be mate."Khloe Hamilton , I choose Khloe " he affirmed what she had just heard a moment ago this time facing where she stood . Everyone followed the directions of his gaze and soon all eyes were upon her like a thousand arrows each piercing deep into her soul. Khloe retraced her steps back into the shadow she had earlier been in , she turned her head and could still see the look of anger ,shock and all manner of despondecy on Cassie's face . Cassie watched Caleb closely checking to see if he was truly insane and as if acting to drive her more crazy Caleb stretched his hand into the darkness he had seen Khloe descend into motioning for her to take his hands ."What is he trying to do?" Khloe thought to herself."Was he trying to humiliate her in the worse way possible ?" Khloe thought to
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CHAPTER 8

KhloeIt had rained the previous night and so as the rain droplets still on the roof top dripped down slowly as the early morning glinted through anything glass in the room including a drop of water hanging from a leaf near Khloe window.Khloe turn and stretches herself on her bed ,she was fully awake and apart from the cold weather and beautiful atmosphere , something felt different.It was a cold morning as the breeze whistled quietly in perfect interlude. The morning lights wound around the room lightening it up a bit.Khloe leans on her bed to look at the flower vase that was flourishing with life and smiled to herself ,she wouldn't need watering it that morning. As Khloe look around the room ,she saw the sage had done most of the chores ."Funny." She thought to herself looking around the neat room surprised.Adolph would had assisted in the chores but since he had died and the new sage had picked her up ,he had always made sure she had alot to do as if to tell her picking
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CHAPTER 9

MELVIN"Memories." The one thing Mel hated most about being a nine century vampire .The picture of the wolf girl he had seen was still stuck in his subconscious mind like a soul attached to a body and as he stretched himself over his bed that evening to sleep he couldn't help but ponder about the beautiful features he had seen.Mel rebuked himself for thinking that way ,he was an Asgardian and shouldn't be thinking of such ,not with the several vampire women constantly seeking his attention and he wished he could sex, Mel would have appreciated the attention he was getting if not for his condition , a condition that was known in secret to just few people that were close to him.He remembered the night he had made the pact like as if yesterday , he had laid on his dead bed at the point of death ,he listened as his mother had called upon the moon goddess for help in deep supplication. The moon goddess had listened to her pleas for help and Mel would make a pact with the moon godd
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