Emilio’s POVIt's been three days already after Mackenzie's funeral.Turning into a vampire and meeting Lucas has caused me a lot of damages.Fuck it?He's the name of my existence and staying away for a while would do me more good.I got dressed and instead of using a car, I entered the bush at the back of my apartment. I needed to see Lucas.The forest was quiet as I walked toward the mansion, but my mind was anything but. Every step felt heavy, like the weight of my decision was dragging me down. I couldn’t stay here anymore. Not after everything that had happened. When I reached the side door, I pushed it open without hesitation. Lucas always left it unlocked, like he trusted the whole world not to betray him. That blind trust was part of the problem. The hallway inside was dim, the light from the sconces flickering on the polished floors. I knew exactly where to find him. Lucas was always in his study at this hour, probably with a glass of bourbon in one hand and a pile
EMILIO'S POVI stared at my phone, the screen glowing in the dim light of my room. A text from Alex and Jake popped up ."Hey, Emilio. Follow us to Eternal tonight. Trust us, you won't regret it."My curiosity piqued, I hesitated for a moment. Eternal was the new club downtown, rumored to be exclusive and secretive. What were my friends getting themselves into?"It's not about regretting it. I have some projects to work on and—" I was trying to come up with an excuse but they were quick to notice it as another text came in while I was typing."No excuse would be accepted anyways." Alex and Jake were my closest friends. We'd been through thick and thin together. If they wanted me to follow them, I wouldn't question it.'Alright, guys. I'm in. Lead the way,' I typed back.Within minutes, they responded with the address."Come alone. There are a lot of girls and in your case, a lot of charming dudes." A shiver ran down my spine. A smile lingered on my face for a bit as I chuckled to
Emilio's POVIt's been over a week since that unforgettable night at Eternal. The kiss with Lucas still lingers on my lips, haunting me like a ghost. Every waking moment, I'm consumed by thoughts of him.His piercing blue eyes.His chiseled features.His addictive smile.That kiss... It was like the world had come to a standstill. Time froze, leaving only Lucas and me, lost in the intensity of our connection.But then, chaos erupted. The vampire scare, the frantic exit... And Lucas vanished.I've tried reaching out, scouring social media, asking around. Nothing.It's as if he never existed.Yet, the memory of our kiss refuses to fade. I relive it every night, my dreams filled with visions of Lucas's lips, his touch, his whispered words."Forever starts now."Was it just a fleeting moment of madness? Or did we truly connect?My friends try to distract me, but even their jokes and antics can't shake off this longing.Another day, another design project, but my mind is elsewhere. Lucas
Emilio's POV I take Lucas's hand, leading him to my house in silence. Inside, the familiar surroundings seem to shrink with his presence."Where have you been?" I demand, turning to face him.Lucas's gaze wanders around my living room, lingering on scattered design books and art supplies."Busy," he replies, his voice cryptic.I fold my arms, eyes narrowing. "Busy isn't an answer, Lucas."His smile resurfaces, but I sense a hint of unease."I had matters to attend to," he elaborates."Matters?" I press my tone firm.Lucas's eyes lock onto mine, their intensity making my heart skip a beat."Emilio, I—" he begins.The doorbell interrupts, shattering the moment."I'll get it," I mutter.I saw a box and instantly knew the delivery man dropped the items I ordered for last week."Who?" He asked."A dispatch rider." I replied. I don't care what I said.Lucas's eyes linger on the door, his expression unreadable."I should go," he says. But I'm not ready to let him disappear again. Not yet, n
Lucas's POVWhat would I say about humans? Weak, fragile and reckless things.But yet, I fell for one. The same species of being that wiped my whole family. I watched them slaughter my mom and she was just 6 months pregnant. They killed my sister and cut her parts by parts in my presence.I was just twelve years old when I ran away. In their words, they were called 'The vampire hunters.'I hated them, every single thing about them. I had swore to take down the man that murdered my family. I would wipe his family from generations.I wasn't a fool who would go about killing all humans because a particular maniac decided to wipe my family but that didn't stop me from turning as many as I can.I turned them.Compelled them.And used them for my personal gain.But with Emilio, everything seemed different and foreign.As I gazed at the blood seeping from Emilio's cut hand, I couldn't tear my eyes away. The hunger pangs hit me suddenly, and my stomach growled with an otherworldly craving.
Lucas's POVI stepped out of Emilio's house, wrapping my coat tightly around me. The sun's rays were harsh, and I couldn't risk exposure. I covered my face, neck, and hands, protecting my pale skin.As I walked downtown, my thoughts drifted to Emilio. Would the sun affect him too? I worried about his safety, but then I remembered – he hadn't fully turned yet. He was still in limbo, caught between human and vampire.The city streets blurred together as I hurried to my apartment. I couldn't shake the feeling of unease. Emilio's transformation weighed heavily on my mind.Finally, I reached my apartment and shed my protective layers. Exhaustion hit me, and I collapsed onto the couch, letting out a deep sigh.Just as I closed my eyes, my phone buzzed. Vikram's name flashed on the screen. I hesitated for a moment before answering."Hey, Vikram," I said, trying to sound casual."Lucas, we have a problem," Vikram's serious voice greeted. His tone sent a shiver down my spine."What's going on?
Emilio's POV This morning had been a disaster from the start. Lucas and I didn't start up in a good way due to the fact that he annoyed me the previous day. I felt like a stupid person to be in love with a vampire. Weird right, but I can't help it. I didn't see the point in texting him to say I was heading out. He'd probably just ignore me or send a curt reply. But as I grabbed my keys and headed for the door from my office, my mind began to wander. I couldn't shake the memory of our first kiss, the way Lucas's lips had felt against mine. And that night... oh, that night. The way our bodies had moved together, the way Lucas had made me feel. My chest tightened, a mix of emotions swirling inside me. I hated how Lucas pushed my buttons, how he knew exactly how to get under my skin. But at the same time... I loved him. I loved the way he made me feel alive. I sighed, frustration and desire warring within me. Why did it have to be Lucas, of all people? Someone who drove me c
Emilio's POV As the figure emerged from the shadows, Lucas's reflexes kicked in. He pushed me behind him, his body shielding mine."Run," he growled, his eyes fixed on the mysterious figure.My heart racing, I hesitated for a split second before obeying. Lucas's protective instincts kicked in, and I trusted him.We sprinted through the house, Lucas expertly navigating the darkness. The figure gave chase, its footsteps echoing through the empty halls.We burst through the front door, and Lucas swiftly guided me toward his car."Get in," he ordered, opening the passenger door.I dove inside, my mind reeling with questions.Who was that figure? What did they want?Lucas slid into the driver's seat, starting the engine with a roar."Hold on," he warned, peeling out of the driveway.As we sped away from my family's house, I turned to Lucas."What just happened?" I demanded.Lucas's gaze flicked between the road and the rearview mirror."We'll talk about it later," he promised. "First, we
Emilio’s POVIt's been three days already after Mackenzie's funeral.Turning into a vampire and meeting Lucas has caused me a lot of damages.Fuck it?He's the name of my existence and staying away for a while would do me more good.I got dressed and instead of using a car, I entered the bush at the back of my apartment. I needed to see Lucas.The forest was quiet as I walked toward the mansion, but my mind was anything but. Every step felt heavy, like the weight of my decision was dragging me down. I couldn’t stay here anymore. Not after everything that had happened. When I reached the side door, I pushed it open without hesitation. Lucas always left it unlocked, like he trusted the whole world not to betray him. That blind trust was part of the problem. The hallway inside was dim, the light from the sconces flickering on the polished floors. I knew exactly where to find him. Lucas was always in his study at this hour, probably with a glass of bourbon in one hand and a pile
Emilio’s POVThe clearing was quiet, unbearably quiet. The only sounds were the faint rustling of the trees and the occasional distant call of some nocturnal creature. I stood there, unmoving, staring at the fresh mound of dirt. The moonlight poured down, pale and cold, illuminating the spot where my daughter now lay. Mackenzie. My Mackenzie. I had dug the grave myself. It felt like the only thing I could do for her now. The earth had been stubborn, as if the forest itself didn’t want to accept her. My hands were still dirty from the task, the skiYn raw and blistered, but I didn’t care. She was gone, and none of it mattered anymore. Her body was beneath the soil now, wrapped in the silver gown she had been wearing when I found her. I had carried her here in my arms, cradling her like I used to when she was small. She felt so light, too light, as though death had taken even her weight away. I knelt beside the grave, my legs giving out beneath me. The ground was cold and damp,
Lucas’s POV“Lucas, you need to listen to me.” Victor’s voice crackled through the phone, heavy with urgency. I gripped the phone tighter, the blood draining from my face. “What’s going on, Victor?”“It’s your father,” he said, his voice grim. “He killed Mackenzie.”My heart stopped, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. “What? What do you mean, he killed her? Why?”“I don’t have all the details yet, but it looks like a sacrifice. Your father, Donald… he’s gone too far this time.”A wave of rage and disbelief washed over me, so strong it nearly knocked me off my feet. “A sacrifice?” I repeated, my voice cracking. “What the hell are you talking about? He’s lost his mind.”“I’m telling you, it’s bad. He’s not even answering his phone. It’s like he doesn’t care anymore. I’m trying to get more information, but things are moving fast. This could change everything. Emilio… this is going to tear him apart.”I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to calm the storm in my head. “I know it wil
Mackenzie's POV I sat on the edge of the bed, my heart pounding so loudly it drowned out every other sound in the room. Lucas’s words echoed in my mind, sharp and cutting like broken glass.“Why do you have to be so useless? You’re just slowing us down.”The words had stung, lodging themselves deep in my chest. My fists clenched in my lap, and my stomach churned with a sickening mix of anger and sadness. I’d never felt so small. So unwanted. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, but no matter how hard I tried to block them out, his words kept looping in my head. Each time, they cut a little deeper.Lucas didn’t even care that I’d overheard. Maybe he wanted me to. The thought made my throat tighten, and a lump of emotion threatened to rise, but I swallowed it down. Crying wouldn’t fix anything.When Emilio dropped me in the room and walked out without a word, I watched the door close behind him. The click of the lock felt like a final judgment, trapping me in this place where I didn’t
Emilio's POV I shifted MacKenzie’s limp body in my arms, her head resting against my chest as her shallow breaths tickled my collarbone. The car was parked just a few feet away, but Lucas stood in front of it, arms crossed and eyes sharp as a blade.“Lucas, open the door,” I said, my voice low but firm. I didn’t have time for whatever he was about to start.Lucas didn’t move. “We need to talk, Emilio.”“Not now,” I snapped, trying to step around him, but he blocked me.“No,” he said, his voice hardening. “Now. This can’t keep happening.”“Lucas, I swear, if you don’t get out of the way—”“You’ll what? Keep avoiding this conversation? Pretend like we’re not running in circles trying to protect her from her own messes?” He gestured sharply toward MacKenzie, who stirred slightly in my arms.“Stop it,” I said through gritted teeth. “She’s hurt. She needs help, not your lectures.”MacKenzie’s voice, weak but laced with venom, broke through before Lucas could respond. “Why don’t you just s
Emilio's POV "Do you think this road will take us anywhere?" Lucas asked, his hands steady on the steering wheel. I didn't answer right away. My mind wasn't focused on his question or the road ahead. Instead, my ears tuned into the music playing softly from the car speakers. The sultry melody teased the edges of my thoughts, and the singer's low voice carried lyrics that made my chest feel warm. “Can’t help falling into your fire, want to stay here forever, burning in desire,” the singer crooned. My fingers twitched against my thigh as I let the words soak into me. I stole a glance at Lucas. His jaw was relaxed, his mouth curved in a small smile as if he wasn’t aware of the heat simmering in the air. Was he playing this on purpose? My gaze lingered a second too long. His fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, his thumb keeping time with the beat. My lips twitched into a smirk. Lucas could play oblivious all he wanted, but there was no way he didn’t know what this so
Mackenzie's POV My heart pounded in my chest as I sprinted through the dense forest, the cold air burning my lungs. Every branch I passed seemed to claw at my skin, slowing me down, but I couldn’t afford to stop. Behind me, Donald’s furious voice rang out, each word laced with venom.“You can’t escape, Mackenzie! You think you’re clever, don’t you? But you’ll regret this!” How the freaking hell did I get myself involved with a psychopath.His shouts only made me push harder, my legs screaming in protest. Would I stop?No, never.I won't let him catch me again. I'm not that fragile.Fuck, shut it Mackenzie. You were human less than a month ago, they turned you into a vampire so you're weak.The ground was uneven, littered with roots and rocks that threatened to trip me at every step. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t let him catch me. The taste of fear was sharp in my mouth, mingling with the metallic tang of blood from where I’d bitten my lip earlier.The trees blurred past as I ran, the
Mackenzie's POV My heart raced as the car bumped along the uneven dirt road, jostling me against the unforgiving seat. The coarse rope around my wrists bit into my skin, and the blindfold over my eyes only made the fear worse.Every sound—the crunch of gravel, the hum of the engine, the eerie silence of the surrounding forest—seemed louder in the dark. I had no idea where Donald was taking me, but I knew it wasn’t anywhere good.When the car screeched to a stop, my stomach twisted. The door flung open, and before I could brace myself, Donald yanked me out. My bare feet hit the rough ground, and I stumbled, the jagged rocks scraping against my skin. Pain shot through my knees as I tried to regain my balance, but he didn’t care. He just grabbed my arm, his grip bruising, and started dragging me forward.“Where are you taking me?” I demanded, my voice trembling but laced with defiance.The slap came out of nowhere, stinging my cheek and snapping my head to the side. My skin burned whe
Emilio’s POV“Lucas, this doesn’t make sense!” I said, pacing back and forth in the room. My hands were shaking, and I couldn’t think straight. “Why would your dad just grab Mackenzie like that? She was terrified!”Lucas stood near the window, his arms crossed. He looked calm, but I knew him well enough to see the tension in his jaw. “I don’t know, Emilio. He didn’t say anything to me about it.”“Didn’t say anything?” I stopped pacing and turned to him. “You’re telling me your father drags Mackenzie out of here, and you have no clue why?”He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yes. That’s what I’m saying.”“Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath. My fists clenched at my sides as the memory of Mackenzie’s pleading voice echoed in my mind. She’d been so scared, and I hadn’t done anything to stop it.“Look,” Lucas said, stepping closer. “I’ll talk to him. I’ll find out what’s going on.”“Talk to him?” I scoffed. “That’s your solution? What about stopping him? What about doing somet