Raven The weekend was so weird, especially because everyone expected my dad to be so mad. But the opposite was the case. He was grinning from ear to ear, giving me subtle winks. Clarissa was very discerning and knew that something was up. She confronted my dad when she saw us whispering. "Jalen, are you going to tell me what's going on? "It's nothing, baby," my dad laughed, hugging her from behind and twirling her around. "I get that this wasn't the reaction you expected seeing that I didn't flare up. But my daughters are suffering from a teenage crisis. I mean, didn't we all? Well, minus my bouts of madness that stopped until I found you, the love of my life. You dated that pork face, Alan before Genevieve stole him from you. " I didn't know that. It was strange, considering Genevieve and Clarissa were best friends. "Jalen, this isn't funny," Clarissa scowled before glancing at me and back to my dad. "Alan wasn't a vampire. Why aren't you taking this case seriously? Is there
Raven We headed back to the pack after making sure that the staff of authority was hidden in the safe room. I had doubts and fears, wondering if I was doing the right thing. Most of all, my heart slammed at the thought of betraying Vlad. Even though he had broken my heart, he still was my every hope and fantasy, the only one who made me feel attractive for the first time in my life. Beautiful bastard. StoneCrest bustled with activity. Wednesdays were usually for intense training and sports. Taylor spotted me from afar and rushed to hug me, almost throwing me off balance. "Christ, Raven. You scared me. My thoughts were jumbled all weekend and I was this close to coming to the pack house. Why didn't you take my calls?" Taylor's rapid questions threw me off guard, overwhelming me. "Sorry," I muttered. “It wasn't intentional." Her brows furrowed and she gave a clipped nod, waving my apology off and guiding me to a nearby concrete chair. "I was and still am very concerned, esp
Vlad It took me a moment to fully grasp my surroundings and realize that I was awake. I jolted, drenched in sweat from my head to foot. My breaths came in short gasps and I shivered on the cold, marble floor, my hand gripping the cage bars. The torment I'd felt these past weeks was enough to make a sane man run mad. The room was empty but I felt the lingering pain of the damn ghost, as if the sharpness had transferred from her to me. "Just a dream," I reminded myself, attempting to calm my racing heart. The cage walls closed in on me, this damn cage where I was dumped like a chicken, begging for life. I couldn't shut my eyes until the morning light filtered through the window. One of Dracula's guards rattled the keys and dumped a tray of soggy ramen and carrots. The look alone was enough to make me stay hungry for the whole day. My appetite had waned since the abduction and the thought of eating made me feel queasy. I pushed the tray aside and the guard rolled his eyes in a
Raven My feet hurried through the bustling school corridors and I was headed to the library. I had to do something to fix my grades, especially now that I was in senior high when it was a humiliation to flunk out. I had to maintain a good student persona and not get distracted by Vlad and the damn staff of authority. Vlad had his future set. He was great at sports and his dad was so influential that he had a spot in the best universities. My cred was already bad after returning from rehab. Knowing that if I didn't study enough, I could miss out on graduation fuelled my drive. It began drizzling as soon as I got to the library. The building was quiet as usual, with a few Lycans studying in groups and vampires reading on their own. I ducked my head at the sight of William who was browsing through the shelves. The last thing I wanted was to chitchat. After finding an empty table tucked away in a quiet corner away from prying eyes, I fished out my calculus textbook, determined to g
Dora's POV Darkness was seeping in through the cracks in the king's castle. The maids and I hid silently behind the thick curtains, watching the uproar unfold. The castle was in chaos and every occupant, from the king to the lowest servant was on edge. Servants whispered among themselves, sages and alchemists were frightened, and even the castle guards who were usually stoic and inexpressive feared for the loss of their jobs. At first, it seemed as a joke that the king's staff was missing and I wondered how it had left the building without the king's knowledge, but I also knew the truth. No other person could have done this. The king's unfaithful wife, Elvira, and the stupid head of security he trusted implicitly were the center of it all. It was sad that King Vladislav couldn't see the truth. One would have expected me to speak the truth by now, but I held my tongue because sometimes silence was golden. Also, the queen was powerful enough and filled with wickedness to turn
Raven Against my will, I glanced around the class, checking the vampire section for any sight of Vlad. He was nowhere in sight and my burden grew by the second, wondering what was up with him. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the lesson, my mind kept drifting back to his absence. My cheeks burned in shame for investing my feelings in that douchebag who couldn't care less about me. "Taylor, have you seen Vlad today?" I pulled her hair aside and whispered in her ear. Taylor gasped, turning slowly to face me with eyes wide like two boiled eggs. "What the fuck, Raven?" She glared at me, " Why are you asking me about that stupid boy?" I sighed, drawing doodles in my book. "It's nothing personal. I just... Well, we have to discuss our project." Taylor relaxed, shrugging nonchalantly. "I don't care about him or any bloodsucker. Maybe he caught some STD or something." Her chin geared back and she burst into loud laughter. I shook my head at her foolishness. "No, seriously.
Vlad With a wince, I gently brought down my leg, touching the fading bruises all over my body. My wounds were healing, and my strength was coming back gradually. Unhurriedly, I pushed myself up on the edge of the plain mattress and looked around the sparsely furnished room that was painted in an unpleasing color of sky blue and lemon. "Ugh... What a mess," I muttered to myself. I thought I was strong enough, but my head spun, and I had to lay back on the bed. These bastards had taken me away from Dracula's Castle and transported me to this unfamiliar place. From the hours we had spent on the road, I could tell that it was far from my dad's castle or even from anywhere I could remotely remember. They were separating me from my family and everyone I knew. And thanks to that imposter of a brother, my dad probably knew about my disappearance. I was so angry at how unfair life was. My dad was a kind king who'd helped Dracula and Dimitri, but what did they pay him back with? A damn
Vlad Dimitri walked in, bathed in sweat. My heart began pounding with raw fear and hatred for the swine. He rushed to me, throwing the untouched plate of beans on my face. I gasped in shock but got over it, relieved that it wasn't scalding hot. I wiped the gooey stuff off my face, breathing hard. Dimitri's eyes were wild, unfocused, bloodthirsty, and burning with an anger that didn't scare me. As far as I was concerned, he was a fucking coward. "I hate you so much," he spat. "I've never hated anyone in this world the way I hate you. And I can't wait to kill you. Give me the damn staff! He began squeezing my throat with both hands in anger, choking me and making it difficult to breathe. I could feel his hot breath on my face, and smell the bloodlust seeping through his pores like poison. The scent made my stomach churn. Dimitri always seemed to have some kind of smell, as if he had been bitten by some sort of bug. It smelled rotten and sickly. Although it hurt, I felt a