Emilio's POV I killed my best friend.I stared at Alex's lifeless body, cradled in my arms. My mind reeled in shock. How could this be? I thought for sure..."Alex, wake up," I whispered, my voice shaking.But he didn't move.I stood frozen, memories of Alex overwhelming me.I remembered our spontaneous midnight walks, sharing secrets under starry skies.Alex's goofy grin flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile.Our silly arguments, our laughter, our silent understandings – it all flooded back.My chest tightened, grief and nostalgia twisting together.I recalled Alex's unwavering support, his encouragement, and his unconditional friendship.Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I realized.I'd never again hear Alex's laugh, never share another inside joke.Lucas burst into the room, his eyes wide with horror. He froze, taking in the scene before him."Emilio, what...?" Lucas trailed off, unable to finish.I shook my head, still in denial. "I thought...I thought he'd t
Emilio's POV "What did you just say?" I asked Lucas as anger and hatred overwhelmed me."We are not doing this Emilio. I'm sorry" He apologized. Not because he wanted to, because he felt that would make me feel better."You dare tell me this is the reason why Red would want to kill me? Have you forgotten you brought this one me?" I asked Lucas in anger."This is not the time for love arguments. You need to look for a away to take care of all the mess you caused without alerting your damned father shout us.I and Lucas's direction swevered to the door to see who was talking."Vikram..." Lucas made a low growl and she star d at Vikram with bloodlust."I didn't cause this, you did. The moment you decided to get lust from a human and most importantly our enemy." Vikram raised his hands in the air like he was surrendering and I any accusations."Your enemy who's now one of you." I reminded."You're not and will never be!" Vikram shouted. "You're an outcast. Don't you dare see yourself as
Emilio's POV We sat in the hospital's quiet conference room, surrounded by sterile white walls and the soft hum of fluorescent lights. Gray held the phone, his expression somber."Mrs. Johnson, I'm so sorry to inform you..." Gray's voice cracked as he delivered the news.Alex's mother's wails echoed through the phone, piercing my heart. I felt a pang of guilt for lying."Yes, ma'am, the autopsy confirmed...a seizure. We're still trying to understand what caused it," Gray continued.Lucas stood beside me, his eyes fixed on the floor. His compelling powers had manipulated the autopsy results, ensuring our story remained believable.I watched Gray's face, his eyes squinting in concentration."No, ma'am, there was no warning sign. It happened suddenly. We're all shocked," Gray reassured.The conversation continued, with Gray expertly navigating the delicate discussion.After what felt like an eternity, Gray ended the call."Done," he said, exhaling deeply.Lucas nodded. "The funeral arra
Lucas's POV I pulled out my phone, the screen illuminating my face in the darkness. Vikram's name flashed on the screen, and my heart sank. His calls rarely brought good news."Lucas," Vikram's voice was firm, laced with an undercurrent of urgency.I tensed, my grip on the phone tightening. "What is it, Vikram?""The Master wants to see you," Vikram replied, his tone devoid of emotion.A shiver ran down my spine. The Master's summons were never trivial. Something was amiss, and my instincts screamed warning."When?" I asked, already knowing the answer."Now. Come to the old warehouse on 5th and Main." Vikram's words hung in the air like a challenge.I hesitated, my mind racing. What did the Master want? The silence between us was heavy with unspoken threats."I'll be there," I said finally, resignation etched in my voice.Vikram ended the call without another word, leaving me with more questions than answers.I glanced at my watch, the ticking seconds echoing my racing heart. Emilio
Lucas's POV "Emilio, calm down," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'll get you blood. Just hold on."The Master's eyes narrowed. "Looks like your lover needs attention, Lucas."I ignored his sarcasm. "Emilio, where are you?""I'm...I'm at the park," Emilio replied, his voice laced with desperation. "Please, Lucas. I don't know how much longer I can—""I'm on my way," I interrupted, already moving toward the door.Vikram stepped aside, his expression unreadable."Take care of him, Lucas," the Master called out, his voice dripping with malice. "But remember, loyalty to our kind comes first."I nodded, knowing the Master's warning was more than just a reminder.As I rushed to Emilio's side, I couldn't shake off the feeling that our world was about to implode.Would Emilio's newfound nature tear us apart, or would we find a way to make our love work amidst the danger and deception surrounding us?Only time would tell.I sped to the park, my heart racing with every passing second.
Emilio's POV I woke up to Lucas's warm breath on my skin, his chest rising and falling with each gentle snore. Our legs were tangled, and his arm wrapped around me, holding me close.As I gazed at his peaceful face, a nagging thought crept into my mind.How can Lucas be so calm about my father?The man who slaughtered his family, leaving Lucas with a burning desire for revenge.I knew Lucas's past, the pain and anger that fueled his quest for vengeance. It didn't add up. Lucas, the man who had dedicated years to planning his revenge, couldn't just let it go.Not because of me.Not because of our relationship.There had to be more.Lucas's eyes fluttered open, and he smiled, his gaze locking onto mine."Morning," he whispered, his voice husky.I forced a smile, trying to shake off my doubts."Morning."As we lay there, the morning sunlight casting a warm glow on our skin, my mind raced.What was Lucas's true intention?Was he using me to get closer to my father?The thought sent a shi
Unknown POV The phone call ended, and a satisfied smile spread across their face. Emilio's fear was clear, even through the line."Perfect," they muttered, setting the phone down.Their eyes narrowed, focusing on the task at hand. Lucas and Emilio thought they were safe, but they were wrong.A plan had been set in motion, months in the making. The vacation Lucas mentioned was exactly what they needed.Their gaze shifted to a map of the city, pinpointing locations and timelines. Emilio's father was a useful pawn, but he wouldn't be enough.More pieces needed to be moved into place.They picked up a secure phone and dialed a number. "It's time to proceed," they said, voice distorted."Lucas and Emilio are getting closer to the truth. We can't let that happen."The person on the other end listened intently. "What's the next step?""They'll be taking a trip soon. We'll be ready."A sinister grin spread across their face. "Emilio's father will create a diversion. We'll handle the rest."
Lucas's POV I woke up early, feeling excited for our vacation. Emilio was still sleeping, so I quietly got out of bed and started getting ready.As I was packing my bag, my phone rang. It was one of my trusted guys, Victor."Lucas, we have a problem," Victor said, his voice serious."What is it?" I asked, immediately alert."Operation Nightshade," Victor replied. "It's a setup against you and Emilio."My heart sank. "What do you mean?""Someone's been planning this for months," Victor explained. "They're using Emilio's father to hunt you down, and they've got evidence to expose Emilio's secret to the world."I felt a chill run down my spine. "How did you find out?""I hacked into their system," Victor said. "I saw the plans, Lucas. They're going to use Emilio's mother against him, and they've got a recording of Emilio confessing to Alex's death."My mind was racing. This was bad."Where are they?" I demanded."They're tracking your every move," Victor warned. "They know about your va
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