“What the fuck?” Ellemea gasped. Well, that’s terrible. I would never kill one of my own with a dagger. That’s just stupid. Species of the same feather were supposed to flock together not use their weaknesses against each other. Those kids didn’t deserve to die like that, regardless of what they had done.
“I don’t know how he was able to cover those murders up because he is supposed to be banished for those crimes by virtue of werewolf law.”
“Did you tell all this to Seb?”
Aila nodded and clenched her fists. “I did and I handed him the documents to prove that Orville was a murderer.”
“What did he do?” I asked. Certainly he should have been banished, just like Aila said.
“It definitely hurt him, the information about his best friend, but the last thing he told me regarding the matter was that he was going to report the matter to the tribe elders. That was the l
DANTE“Well,” I started. I hated being in the middle of arguments. “Your sister does have a point, Aila. There’s a bounty on your head and fleeing would be the best choice. Plus, how are you going to take down Orville alone? You may be a witch and you are no doubt as powerful as your sister, however toppling an Alpha, with his Hunters, is no small task.”Simeon picked up where I left off. “You don’t have an army. You’re a one woman show. That’s a double homicide.”“Thank you.” Ellemea said.“However, I admire your sense of duty and loyalty to your people. You truly are a Luna,” I praised.“Thank you, Dante.”“It still doesn’t mean she should let herself get killed. I would definitely not stand for it.” Ellemea, adamant as ever. I would react the same way if I knew one of my own was attempting a suicide mission. What Aila is tryin
DANTE“Your accent always betrays you, Simeon. You are not from here. You’d go back to Europe soon so I guess, I could tell you to provide backup for your brother and Ellemea. If there were ever to be a war, heavens forbid on the same scale as the Meritan War, then they’d need all the help they can get.”“Yes ma’am.”“Voices,” Ellemea suddenly said. “Footsteps and voices are approaching!”“I hear it too. Heavy footsteps,” Aila corroborated. I couldn’t hear it and I doubt my brother could too because of the concealment spell Aila placed on here to block all outsiders. There was a sense of urgency in her tone as she rose up from her stool. “The steps are getting closer. Ellemea, keep that phone safe. I’m going to break the spell and leave.”Ellemea held her sister’s hand. “Wait, where would you go? How would you survive? What would happen
DANTEWe were taken to an empty house, emptier than the one we had been in. This one had no furnishing, it was just white-coloured space with a large expanse of room. I had no idea why we were brought here, Ross and the two others who escorted us in the Jeep gave no other explanation for this. The house was however heavily guarded, hell it almost looked like they were hiding forbidden treasure in here. I could hear the whispers among the guards: some were checking to see if Orville would be arriving sooner, others taking care of logistics while some were discussing Aila’s situation. I was still wrapping my head around all that she had revealed to us and what I could do to help her.She said she wanted to work solo and we let her. For her sake, I hope she really knew what she was doing.“So are we just going to stand here again?” Simeon complained. “I don’t think these people realize that we’re Princes.”
DANTE “Now that we’re introduced, I was told that this meeting was of utmost importance How could I not attend?.” He beckoned Ross and gave him a few instructions which I could not hear. “It is.” I confirmed. “Why don’t we head upstairs? It’s more comfortable and conducive for a chat.” “That would be lovely,” Ellemea answered for us. Orville led the way, with the Hunters in tow and we moved down the hallway to the room on the right. He opened the door and it led us straight to a large bedroom which was already furnished. “I would’ve formally invited you to the Alpha Base but it is being renovated as we speak. There are a couple of leaks in the roof,” he explained. I nodded and he pulled out two chairs for Simeon and I to sit on. “Ellemea, you can have the bed. I’ll just stand.” On the bedside table, there was a champagne flute and a chilled bottle in a stainless steel filled with ice. Orville popped the cork open and poured the wine in
I hadn’t seen Prince Dante in days.His absence was felt in every part of my body; hell the quiet castle was even quieter than usual. He would, no matter how busy he was, take the time to see me, even if it was just a glance. I was aware of his presence, even when he would discreetly watch me while I pretended to not notice.I had heard from the whispers in the kitchen by the servants that he was on an official assignment and wouldn’t be back till further notice. It stung that he hadn’t told me anything before he left because I thought we had developed a form of friendship.Who am I kidding? He wasn’t entitled to tell me anything. I was nothing more than his pet.“You wish you were more than that,” my subconscious taunted and I shook that thought immediately. The moon’s ray of light streamed into my dark room as I watched the garden from down the below. A servant had, like always, turned on the garden lights, givi
KIRA“Who the fuck do you think you are?” A voice boomed from behind me. The intruder’s eyes widened by a centimetre and before I knew what was going on, he had turned around and ran towards the balcony, then jumped down.“Intruder at five oclock, suspect is fleeing as we speak. Get him!”I turned and saw Zander standing behind me and he looked piss as hell.“I heard you yelling and I knew something was up,” he explained. “I can’t believe he broke in.” He walked in and looked at the mess the intruder made. “My Lord is so going to kill me.”“He wasn’t a vampire,” I said. “I saw his eyes, they were green not red.” Zander nodded once. “Look at the mess he made.” He moved into the room fully and observed the crime scene. “There’s broken glass everywhere,” I warned.“I see that. He likely broke something of imp
DANTEIt was hard to tell if Orville was being deceitful.Aila mentioned that Orville was controlling and manipulating the tribe elders to do his bidding. She painted him as a tyrant, but so far, either he was being a good host or he wasn’t showing that side to us just yet. People do tend to conceal who they truly are on the inside.But, I am an objective man who doesn’t judge until he has heard both sides. Now that both sides have spoken, the question remained.What would Aila gain from lying?That question had been at the tip of my tongue as we rode to the pack hospital in silence. She was the widow, she was the victim, she was the one on the run, she was the one who had a bounty on her head. Why would she paint Orville as the killer?What would Orville gain from lying? He had a lot to gain, I assumed. Lust for power and dominance often made even the purest of hearts commit the deadliest of sins.The car, a Mercedes Benz
DANTE“Alpha Orville, welcome. When Sheba mentioned you wanted to see us and it was a matter of urgency, how could we not beckon to your call?” The female doctor said. We were led to an empty hospital room, with two beds on each side: Room 306. It was clean, almost sparkling, with a television set I recognized to be the one that Ambrose kept in his bungalow. It was spacious, big enough to accommodate the six of us as we had a little chat.“Gina, you’re always too kind.” Orville settled down on the bed to the left and crossed his legs. “Dante, Simeon, Ellemea, these are Doctor Gina Alejandro and Cesar Revere, the best pack doctors we have,” he said proudly.“Vampires,” Cesar said without a visible expression on his face. “We haven’t seen one in a long time.” He was tall with mocha skin and a full beard. His hair was plaited to the back, a style I knew was common among members of the African K
POISON KIRA My mother always told me that I was destined for a greater purpose, something absolutely bigger than I was. Eight-year old me was too young to truly grasp the sense of her words, but now I do, I believe this was what she meant. I was to be the one to stop Drisellda using Endgame. The knife was firmly secured in my hands as I was transported to the fight. My nerves were trying to get the best of me, but I wouldn’t let them win. I had to do this to save Dante and probably the whole of North America because from what I’ve heard and seen, Drisellda is a loose cannon. I was just in time to see Drisellda trying to kick Dante in the face but he avoided it via his super speed before she could connect with his face. I hid the knife in my robe and Dante spotted me. His eyes widened and pursed in confusion. He was by my side in a flash. “Kira, what are you doing here? I thought I said you should stay with Zander?” he reprimanded. I ignored his reproof. “
KIRADante and Emily where locked in a brawl. From Zander and I’s vantage point, I could see that Dante was trying to overpower her, but was failing miserably. Everytime he would come closer, she would recite a spell or do something to counter his attack.It wa pure chaos.And it didn’t help that glass shattering and door rattling could be heard from even the most silent corners of the castle, making me wonder what the fuck was going on.“We have to do something.” I grabbed Zander’s arm. “For God’s sake, we can’t just stay out here and do nothing! Don’t you see,” I gestured to Emily grabbing Dante by the neck and lifting him up. “She’s going to kill him.” I really did believe she was going to kill him because Emily was infected by the poison of black magic.Tears were threatening to spill but I wouldn&r
DANTEThe smell of death permeated the air as soon as I walked into her cell. I didn’t need to take further steps to know that a mini massacre had happened here- there was blood splatter everywhere, dried blood on the walls and on the window.I looked down on the floor and noticed that there was a dead body beside me, a body of one of my guards. He was lying in the pool of his own blood, a knife in his hands.“For fucks sake,” I muttered. I grabbed the bloodied knife from his pale, limp hands and side-stepped him. I walked in further, looking for any sign of my sister but there was none. Zander was right, she really did break her chains. They were lying haphazardly on the floor.Even though I couldn’t see her, I could smell her essence. Her cell wasn’t large, but it was big enough to accommodate ten people at most.“Emily, I’m not playing
KIRAI love you.” I wanted him to know that. I inched closer and wrapped my hands around his neck, straddling him. I wanted him to see my genuineness in the moonlight. “I love you so much.”“I love you, Kira Song. I meant it then,” he moved closer to my lips. “And I mean it now.”He closed the gap between us and our lips fell into a warm, delicate embrace. It was just us in our own little world, a mangled mess of bodies and moans. Dante said he loved me.I had waited for him to say those words to me since I came to the castle. My love wasn’t one-sided after all.Life is funny that way. If you pinched me years ago and told me that I would fall in love with a supernatural creature- a Vampire Prince for that matter- I would have laughed in your face and told you take a one way trip to hell.But it happened.
KIRAI cherished nights like this.The castle has had little or no action, but I could still feel that there was a little bit of tension. Call it a half-breed’s intuition.Dante was busy, I had watched him leave his room, Zander in tow as he was shooting rapid fire instructions at him. Being the ruler of a whole Kingdom was bound to be stressful and a lot of people relied on him. I understood that before me, he had a family, responsibilities and a duty to his people. We may be a ‘couple’ but I’ve never asked for more than he was willing to give me. It was more than enough.Despite his busy schedule, he always made out the time to see me in the comfort of the night. I think it was the one time where he truly felt free. He was just Dante and not Prince Dante. There was no title that shouldered and carried a weight of problems.Our relationship felt sacrilegious, almost tabo
DANTE“That aside, have you heard from Emily? She hasn’t talked to me nor has she visited and I am getting worried.” Ambrose said. Oh right, he didn’t know what was going on. “Do you know if she’s okay?”How do I tell Ambrose that his only daughter has gone mad due to black magic and she was currently in my dungeon chained like a wild animal?“You’re not saying anything? Did something happen to Emily?’A lot of things happened to Emily.“You might want to have another sip of blood before you hear this.” He may probably need a whole wine cellar. “Emily is alive.” He heaved a sigh of relief and I grimaced. “That’s good, but I feel something is off. You’re not telling me something. I know my children better than anyone.”I struggled to find the words. “Emily is alive, but barely.”“What?” he bellowed, his ey
DANTEEllemea excused herself to go see Emily after I told her Ambrose was here. I told Zander to let my father in. Ambrose walked in and he did not look pleased. I could feel his reprimand coming: the way the lines on his forehead would crease, his eyebrows would knot together like they were bound by an invisible string and his lips would form into a tight frown. When I was a young vampire, I used to dread making him angry. I didn’t want to disappoint the one man that treated me more like a son than my own flesh and blood. Now? I have more autonomy.“Really, Dante?” He was mad. The smoke on top of his head was burning with coal embers.“Good evening to you too, Ambrose,” I offered him my drink with a smirk. “What brings you to my humble abode?”“Dante Rosetti,” he used my government name. “Explain to me why I’m getting a frightened phone call from Master Rindall claiming that you visited t
“You’re late.”“I was busy.”I handed my jacket to Zander, and instructed him that we not be disturbed.“Doing?” she asked. I joined her on the couch in my throne room and raised a brow. Since when was she this nosy? “Nothing of particular concern for now.”“You smell like blood,” she observed. “Vampire blood, mixed with…drugs?.” Ellemea leaned in closer to observe me with suspicion. “What have you really been up to?”“Again, nothing that should concern you for now.” She may be persistent, but I was stubborn as hell.Thankfully, she dropped it and I dived right into the reason I called for her audience. “I know who killed Sebastian.”That caught her attention immediately and she widened her eyes. “Who did it?”“Emily.”“That’s impossible.”Was it r
DANTE“I’m looking for two people.”He raised a brow. “Oh?”“They are members of La Casa Blanche actually.”That made him slam the glass on the table rather loudly, drawing even more than the usual attention. “Why do you want to see them?”“You’re getting agitated,” I noted. “I haven’t even said their names.”I was walking on very thin ice, this I needed to thread carefully. One small slip-up and everything would go to shit.“Do engage me, Prince Dante, who are the members you’re looking for?”“Coral and Zane Flynn.”The bastards that murdered Kira’s family.He threw another drink back and was silent for a while, looking at everywhere but me, before his eyes regained their focus.