Vikram’s POVI leaned back in my chair, a smug smile spreading across my face as I swirled the glass of juice in my hand. Things were finally falling into place, just as I had planned. Emilio and Lucas… their relationship was cracked, maybe even broken beyond repair. And all it had taken was a little nudge… okay, maybe more than a little nudge. But it was worth it.Lucas belonged to me. He just didn’t realize it yet.I gazed out the window at the darkening sky, feeling a sense of satisfaction bubbling inside me. Emilio had always been in the way, always so close to Lucas, always pulling him into his world. And Lucas, with that soft heart of his, never saw it. He never noticed how Emilio’s presence was a barrier between us, how it stopped him from seeing what was right in front of him. Me.But now? Now Emilio was angry, hurt, maybe even ready to walk away from Lucas for good.“He’ll come running to me,” I muttered under my breath
Emilio’s POV The room was quiet, too quiet. I sat by the window, staring at the darkness outside, my mind racing. The stars were out, but their light didn’t feel comforting tonight. They looked cold and distant, like they were mocking me. Mocking what I had lost. Lucas… I trusted him. I thought he was my friend, someone who would always stand by me. And now? Now I couldn’t even look at him without feeling betrayed. The pain in my chest felt sharp, like a knife twisting deeper every time I thought about it. But I wasn’t going to let that pain win. No. I was going to do something about it. And then there was Vikram. That smug, arrogant smile of his… I could see it so clearly in my mind. He thought he’d won. He thought he could break everything I cared about and get away with it. But he was wrong. He didn’t know what I was capable of. “You messed with t
Lucas's POV “Vikram has always been there for me,” I muttered under my breath, my voice trembling with emotion. “But Emilio... Emilio feels like sunlight in a world of shadows.”The thought of Emilio brought a faint smile to my lips. His laughter, his warmth, and the way his eyes seemed to see right through my immortal façade—it was intoxicating. Yet, Vikram, my oldest friend— in this case, allow me call him my beta my Beta, had stood by me through centuries of blood and battle. How could I possibly choose between them?A sharp knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I hesitated before calling out, “Come in.”The door creaked open, revealing Vikram. Tall, stoic, and radiating quiet strength, he stepped into the room. His dark eyes studied me with concern.“You’re troubled,” he said, closing the door behind him. “What’s going on?”I forced a smile. “Nothing I can’t handle.”“Don’t do that,” Vikram said
Lucas's POV Since the last time Vikram asked me to make a choice between him and Emilio, I've been lost in thinking and I've decided to do the next right thing. Make both of them be on good terms....I haven't heard or seen Emilio so I decided to respect him and give him the space he neededd. As for Vikram......I never thought one conversation could flip my world upside down. Yet, there I was, staring into the eyes of someone I thought I knew completely, only to realize I’d been blind this whole time. Vikram’s intentions, his actions, and the depth of his feelings for me—all of it was laid bare. But let me start from the beginning.It was a quiet evening in the pack house, the kind of peaceful moment that usually makes you feel grateful. Except, something was off. Vikram had been avoiding me all day. Whenever I walked into a room, he found an excuse to leave. Whenever I tried to catch his eye, he looked away. I
Lucas's POV I stood in the forest, the echo of that eerie howl still ringing in my ears. It felt weird and scary at the same time. This howl was bothering me and it kept ringing in my ear.I wanted to shout or maybe hit My head but that wasn't going to help.My legs felt like they were stuck to the ground, but my mind was racing. Vikram’s confession had already shaken me, and now this?I turned to him. He stood a few feet away, his face unreadable in the dim light. But his eyes—they were burning with something fierce and unrelenting. I didn’t know if it was love, anger, or something in between.“Vikram,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. “We need to talk. Now.”He crossed his arms, his jaw tightening. “I thought I said to give you space.”“No,” I snapped, taking a step closer. “You don’t get to drop a bombshell like that and then walk away. What were you thinking? And Emilio? What are you planning, Vik
Emilio's POV The ache in my chest never went away. Not since I found out what Vikram had done—what he’d taken from me. My parents, the only people who had ever truly understood me, were gone because of him. Every time I thought about it, my hands curled into fists, and a storm brewed inside me.I couldn’t let it go. I wouldn’t.But it wasn’t just about revenge. It was about justice. Vikram had blood on his hands, and yet he walked around like he was some kind of hero.He turned me into this monster I am today. He made me the ripper I am today.I can say now, meeting Lucas was a curse to me. I miss my normal mundane life. It's a curse because I'll have to watch all my lives ones die.And the funny part, I'm a daylight vampire.People respected him, trusted him, but I knew the truth. He was a monster hiding behind a facade, and it was time someone showed the world who he really was.That someone was me.
Writer's POV Lucas sat on the edge of his bed, staring at his phone. The call had come just a few minutes ago. It was from the Grand Orchid Hotel, a fancy place in the city. The voice on the other end was formal, almost cold. “You’ve been summoned, Mr. Dale. The Master requests your presence. There will be a meeting.”Lucas sighed and ran his fingers through his dark hair. His thoughts were tangled with one name: Emilio. Lately, Emilio was all he could think about. Emilio’s smile, his laugh, the way he made Lucas feel alive even when surrounded by darkness. The thought of leaving Emilio alone, even for a moment, made his chest tighten.“Should I go?” Lucas murmured to himself. He knew better than to ignore a summons from the Master. The Master was not someone who tolerated disobedience. But the timing felt wrong. Something about this meeting didn’t sit well with Lucas.After a long moment, Lucas stood up and grabbed his coat. “I’ll just see what
Writer's POV The night was calm, with the moon shining brightly in the sky. Emilio stood in the park near Lucas's home, his hands clenched into fists. Lucas had called him just a few minutes ago."Stay where you are. Don’t move. I’m coming," Lucas said. But Emilio couldn’t just stand there. Something felt wrong. The air felt heavy, and his gut told him trouble was near.Then he saw Vikram. Vikram stepped out from behind a tree, his sharp eyes fixed on Emilio. There was no need for introductions. They knew each other well, and neither had ever liked the other.“So, it’s you again,” Vikram said, his voice was cold. “The one Lucas is risking everything for.”Emilio didn’t back down. He stood tall, meeting Vikram’s glare. “I’m not going anywhere, Vikram. Lucas made his choice. You should respect it.”Vikram’s mouth curled into a bitter smile. “Respect? Do you even know what you’re talking about? You don’t belong here, Emilio. You’re out of your depth. Lucas deserves someone stronger. Som
Lucas's POV “It’s over.” Emilio’s voice cut through the heavy silence like a knife, sharp and unyielding. But I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My body felt like it was made of stone, every muscle locked in place, every breath shallow and forced. My heart pounded against my ribs, each beat a reminder of what I had just done. Vikram lay at my feet, his body still, unmoving. Blood seeped from the deep wound in his chest, spreading like ink across the cracked pavement. The firelight flickered in his open eyes, reflecting emptiness. He was no longer the man I had fought, no longer the threat I had feared. He was just a lifeless shell now. A body. A memory. A mistake I could never take back. I had done it. I had killed him. My hands still gripped the hilt of my sword, fingers curled so tightly that my knuckles had turned white. The weapon was buried deep in Vikram’s chest, its steel stained red. I couldn’t let go. The weight of it felt heavier than before, as if the blade itself carried
Emilio's POV The city burned. Smoke curled into the sky, thick and suffocating, choking the air with the scent of ash and blood. Flames licked at the buildings, casting long, jagged shadows against the ruined streets. The heat pressed against my skin, but it was nothing compared to the fire in my chest. Vikram stood ahead, his figure dark against the inferno, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips. His eyes, sharp and gleaming, locked onto me like a predator watching its prey. Emilio was beside me, his breath unsteady but his stance firm. His presence was the only thing keeping me from losing myself completely. My fingers curled into fists. My body ached, bruises and cuts stinging with every movement, but none of that mattered. Not now. Vikram tilted his head, amused. “Look at you,” he murmured, voice smooth like poison. “Still standing. Still fighting for something that was never yours to begin with.” Rage clawed up my throat, hot and unforgiving. My heart pounded. I wanted to lu
Emilio's POV This was getting too much and I couldn't breathe so I ran away, I ran till I couldn't breath.I need to breathe! I was going berserk, I was losing myself and I didn't want my rippers killer instinct to come up.I heard footsteps behind me and realized that it was Lucas. "Hey...." He muttered with frustration."We need to talk." I didn't even give him time.Lucas's voice was quiet, but the weight of his words made Emilio turn around immediately. They were in Lucas's room, a dimly lit space filled with the silence of unspoken thoughts. The air was heavy, thick with the tension Lucas had been carrying since Vikram’s betrayal. Emilio frowned, stepping closer."I know," Emilio whispered. "It's about Vikram, isn't it?"Lucas ran a hand through his hair, feeling the frustration and regret claw at his chest. "Yeah. It is." He let out a shaky breath. "I don't know what to do. I feel like... I feel like this is all my fault."Emilio's brows furrowed. "Lucas—""No, just—just let
Lucas’s POVChaos. The battlefield is nothing but blood, screams, and shadows moving too fast to track. The air is thick with the metallic tang of spilled blood, so sharp it clings to the back of my throat like poison. I swing my blade, the steel slicing clean through the neck of a rogue vampire before it can reach me. Its body collapses at my feet, twitching, but there’s no time to catch my breath. Another one takes its place almost instantly, snarling, eyes glowing with that unnatural hunger. Damn it. There are too many. “Lucas, behind you!” Emilio’s voice cuts through the chaos. Instinct kicks in. I twist just in time to see a rogue launching itself at me, claws slicing through the air like daggers. I barely get my arm up before it slams into me, knocking me backward onto the blood-slick pavement. The impact steals the breath from my lungs. The rogue is on top of me in seconds, its fangs bared, saliva dripping onto my face. Its breath reeks of death and rot. I shove m
Emilio's POV “They’re everywhere!” I shouted, my voice shaking. My chest burned, my hands clenched into fists. The city was falling apart around us. Flames swallowed buildings, turning them into black, crumbling skeletons. Thick smoke filled the air, choking me, burning my eyes. The streets were broken, cracked, covered in glass and blood. Cars sat abandoned, their windows shattered, doors hanging open. The fight that rukus that Vikram caused is the reason why we had to leave the Vampire world and come out here to make a fight that I doubt we would ever win.And then there were *them*. The rogue vampires. Vikram's evilness, deceit and stupidity.He created them! He brought them and these are his properties.They swarmed the streets like a nightmare come to life. Fast. Wild. Bloodthirsty. Their glowing red eyes cut through the darkness. Their claws tore through anything in their way. The sound of screams, of bones breaking, of bodies hitting the ground filled the air. I fe
Vikram's POV I could feel the fire burning inside me. It was anger, yes, but something more than that. Something darker. The feeling of being left behind, of watching Emilio grow closer to Lucas while I stood on the sidelines, waiting. I had been patient for too long, but that patience had turned into bitterness. And now, it was time for action. With a low chuckle, I turned away from the place where they lived. I could already see them in my mind, their peaceful moments together, their quiet, loving words. The sight made my blood boil. It was too much. I had given them space, had watched from the shadows, but it had gone on long enough. “Enough,” I whispered to myself, a dark grin curling on my lips. The plan had already formed in my mind, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I made my way to the main human city, walking with purpose, each step growing heavier as the weight of my intentions pushed me forward. The streets were empty at this hour, the silence broken only by the soft so
Lucas's POV “I don’t know how to feel about this,” Emilio whispered, his voice barely audible over the hum of the city.I looked over at him, his face bathed in the soft glow of the streetlights. His eyes held a mix of confusion and something else, something I couldn’t quite place.“You don’t have to figure it all out now,” I said, my hand slipping into his. I squeezed it gently, offering whatever comfort I could. “We’re in this together, okay?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he let out a soft sigh, his gaze turned toward the skyline. The city was quiet now, the hustle of the day fading into a calm, peaceful night. The stars sparkled above us, distant and unreachable. It was beautiful, but I knew Emilio wasn’t seeing it the same way I was. I had watched him change. I had seen him go from a scared human to someone with power, someone who was now learning to live in this new world. It hadn’t been easy for him. And every day, I saw how much he missed the family he had lost. But
Lucas's POV The mob was closing in, their fangs sharp and eyes burning with fury. I felt my heart race, my breath quicken. I couldn’t let them hurt Emilio. I wouldn’t let them.I stepped forward, my fists clenched tight. I stood tall, trying to show no fear. “Take me. Leave him alone.”They didn’t stop. They moved in, snarling and growling, their anger thick in the air. I could feel the weight of their hatred pressing down on me. I knew what was coming.But then something happened. A strange power washed over me. I glanced at Emilio. His eyes... they were different. They glowed. And there was something else—power, strong and overwhelming—radiating from him.Emilio took a step forward, calm but intense. His body felt different, stronger, like he wasn’t the same person. He raised his hand, and everything froze. No one moved. Everyone’s eyes turned to him.“What’s happening?” one of them muttered, unsure.Emilio didn’t answer. His gaze shifted to me. I couldn’t describe it, but someth
Lucas POV The vampires surrounded me, their eyes glowing, their fangs sharp. My heart raced. I could feel the heat of their anger, thick in the air. Vikram’s words had done this. They had turned everyone against me. I stood still, my fists clenched, but I didn’t know what to do. A part of me wanted to fight, but I wasn’t sure who I was fighting anymore. Some vampires growled, their eyes fixed on me. One of them stepped forward, his hands tight at his sides. His lips curled back, showing his fangs. “You loved him?” he hissed. I wanted to say something, to explain myself, but the words wouldn’t come. The room felt like it was closing in on me, the pressure too much to bear. I turned my gaze to Vikram, standing just outside the crowd. He looked calm, too calm. Like he was watching a storm unfold that he had started. “You’re a traitor, Lucas,” another vampire growled. “How could you betray your own kind?” I shook my head. I didn’t know how to explain myself. How could I? Ho