Back at the Obsidian Order Clan, Vivienne stood in Lord Zachary’s great hall, her long red hair flowing in the middle of her back as she waited beside Magnus O’Neil, the second in command to the great vampire lord. Vivienne could feel her hand shaking with both fear and panic as she thought of how to bring the news of Seraphina’s escape to Zachary Wright. He had left the witch in her care, trusted her enough to do what was important to keep her within their sight but she had failed him by allowing her to escape. Now she had no knowledge of what would happen when Zachary arrives.Vivienne looked around the hall, taking note of its shiny floors and well painted walls. She spared Magnus a glance and after seeing that he was calmer than she was, scoffed out loud. Magnus on the other hand, turned to look at her, raising an eyebrow as he was surprised about her gesture.“Is something funny, Vivienne?” He asked, his voice low and very calm. Vivienne shook her head in response, as she refused
Ethan watched Seraphina devour the stake that was kept in front of her, surprised that blood wasn’t the only thing that she could eat. He studied her with intrigue, realizing that the more time he spent with her, the more knowledge he learns about the vampire specie. He had heard so many stories about them and had even faced them off in battle more times than he could count, but never had he spent this much time trying to figure out their hidden secret. With Seraphina, he finds himself genuinely intrigued and this intrigue was slowly turning into attraction that he had never felt before.Leaning close to her chair and smiling at the manner in which she ignored him, he pointed at the almost empty plate of steak. “Does that satisfy your hunger?” He asked.Seraphina turned to kook at him, thinking it was just a trick question, but when she saw that he meant what he was asking, shrugged her shoulders indifferently.“It does the job for some minutes. Blood is still the main deal.” She answ
“No.” Daphne said, turning away from Ethan to go back to her treadmill exercise. Ethan sighed in distress, not the least surprised that she was acting that way because he had anticipated it.“What do you mean no?” he asked, pressing the stop button on the treadmill to prevent her from training. Daphne rolled her eyes in frustration, coming down from the wooden equipment to face him directly. Some strands of her hair which hadn’t been fitted into the band used to tie the remaining, stuck on her sweaty face and Ethan found himself wanting to help her tuck it behind her ear. Because of the situation that they were in, he decided to keep his hands to himself, so as to avoid them being slapped by her.“Why should I train her?” Daphne asked, putting her hands on her waist. “For all I know she could kill me like she did to my warriors.”“We both know that is not going to happen, Daphne.” He replied, shaking his head. “We need her in order to succeed over the vampires. By the way, I am not ask
Seraphina and Daphne stood in the middle of the training ground, staring intently at eachother. While Daphne had a rough look on her face, Seraphina’s remained cool and levelled. Seraphina could tell just from the tension in the large space that it had taken quite a number of threats to convince the other woman to do this and she couldn’t help but smile. The only reason she had asked Daphne to be in charge of her training was because she had witnessed firsthand how bold and fearless Daphne had been when confronting Ethan and knew immediately that she also wanted to become like that. She wanted to be strong, bold and fearless for the time she was going to be meeting Zachary again, because she knew it would happen one way or another.Ethan cleared his throat behind Seraphina and while she turned to give him audience, Daphne shifted her gaze towards his direction.“The training can start now.” He said, resisting the urge to roll his eyes at them. “I do not have all day as you can see, I
“The obsidian order clan’s territory is not hard to penetrate as you well know.” Seraphina began to speak while pacing the large conference room aware of the watchful eyes of Ethan and Ryan on her. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be giving out her people to the werewolves but at the moment, rescuing her sister was a million times more important than the lives of every other vampire in her clan.“We know that.” Ethan responded impatiently, as if he was waiting for her to get to the main point and she spared him a glance before turning away to continue pacing the large hall.“Unlike your pack that is covered with fences, we have none in our territory, but that doesn’t mean the vampires guarding the boundary between here and there are not powerful enough to stop your attack.”“I think I have penetrated your territory more times than I can remember so I can gladly tell you that you give your warriors too much credit.” Ethan responded immediately. “I think they are very easy to defeat. Wha
Her once-tamed locks cascaded in disarray as she knelt upon the soiled dungeon floor, hands tightly ensnared by unforgiving chains that inflicted searing discomfort. The metallic clasp not only confined her physically, but resonated with audible sizzles, a symphony of torment echoing in the dim-lit confines. Biting down on her lower lip, her eyes transformed into a deep crimson hue. With each passing moment, her strength waned, yet she exercised restraint, knowing that struggling would only worsen her pain. The creaking resonance of the metal bar’s movement forced her to lift her head, fixing her gaze on the source of her pains. “Seraphina Ravenhood,” a woman called, a smile playing on her lips as she entered the cellar, holding a whip. “Vivienne Blackthorn,” Seraphina replied, accompanied by a muttered curse. Vivienne, with her light skin and curls of fiery red hair, boasted succulent lips. “Lightskinned” barely captured the paleness of their kind, but Vivienne surpassed
Seraphina began to panic as she wondered if leaving her clan was the right choice to make. She wondered if she should have listened to Vivienne and stayed to get married to her leader, than running into something much worse. She could still hear the low growls from the werewolves, and as she slowly stood up, one of the wolves attacked first. It launched at her, its paws ready to take a swipe, until she moved out of the way and punched it from the sides, sending it crashing into a tree. The wolf whimpered softly as it was wounded from the hit, and now, she could hear the growls of the other wolves get louder. Their eyes narrowed at her, and immediately, another ran towards her. Its strong jaws were open, ready to take a bite, when she decided to jump. Being a Vampire, she could easily leap high up, so high that she could reach the top of a three-story building in one jump. But tonight, she had been drained, and all the energy she had gotten from the blood was gone as well. Anothe
Seraphina woke up with a stir. Her eyelids fluttering before her eyes popped open in shock, and she stood up. She had been lying on the floor of a cellar, but unlike the one she had escaped from, she wasn’t bound in chains. Regardless, she felt it was disappointing to have escaped one cellar only to run into another.She examined herself for any wounds but found nothing on herself. She could smell the stench of wolf in the air, and her nose wrinkled in disgust. “Let me out!” she yelled as she held onto the bar and tried to pull, but it didn’t budge. “Is this how I get treated?!” she yelled again and began to kick the metal bar”, hoping something would work. Suddenly, she could perceive something in the air. It was different, and she could feel her body reacting to it in excitement. Soon, Ethan walked towards her with a bag of red liquid in his hands. He wore a tank top and a pair of black jeans. His hair was neatly combed, and his cologne was relaxing. However, both of them glared