Lucian PovI turned around trying to look for who had just tapped me on my back and whispered the words into my ears. I clearly heard the person, but it seemed like the person didn't want others to notice that he was trying to pass a message to me.I couldn't find anyone as I turned back. I scanned the room but didn't notice anyone. I returned my gaze to the coven members. “We need to save him. Is there any other way out,” I asked, looking at the members again.“Just as I had said earlier, that's the only option we have left,” the man repeated as he shook his head. I stood with a lot of thoughts running in my mind as I did not know what else to do. We can't just turn Bruno into a vampire, it would not be something that he wanted. I felt like everyone had a choice.Just as I continued thinking, I turned around to see if I could try to figure out who had spoken earlier. I meant that could be the only thing that would make me feel better this night. As my eyes darted into the room, I
Lucian's PovThe man's hand moved as he placed a piece of paper in his palms. Just as I stared at the piece aid paper and tried to raise my head to look at him again, he was gone.He was a vampire, and I wanted to be surprised if he was fast enough to do that. Just then, I quickly moved down to meet Travis again.“We have to move now,” I said, looking at Travis, who sat on the chair, his head buried in his palms.“Where are we heading to?” he asked as he stood up, looking at me without understanding what I meant.“We should get Bruno?” We need to take him at the moment, I said, staring at Travis, who still seemed confused about the whole situation. “I have gotten the address of those who can help us,” I said as a brief smile etched on my lips.Travis nodded his head softly as he left immediately to get Bruno from the brick table that I had earlier dropped him.I waited for him and when he was out, we headed back to the car. Some of the coven members had wondered where we were headed
Alexanders PovWhat kind of game was this, who was playing games with whom ? I muttered silently as I looked at the man.“Who did you say you want?” I asked as I took a step closer, trying to hear the name he was going to call out again. “I want Naomi Stevens,” he pleaded as he smiled. The people in the crowd stared at me as they wondered what they were trying to say. They had all expected me to go in and get Naomi Steven. I stepped closer, scrutinizing the man. Naomi Steven had been sold to Lucian's Vlod; it was impossible for her to appear here.Yet, my gaze lingered on Laura, standing on the stage, her heart racing. This was a bad day, made worse by this crackpot's claim."I don't understand," I said, my voice firm. "What do you mean?"The man's expression turned serious, his tone aggressive. "You're not listening. Did you not see the records of her sale months ago?"I narrowed my eyes."I'm not blind. " I saw it clearly, the man said as he turned and let out a bark of laughter
Lucian PovThe man didn't speak a lot, it was just a few words. Although, I wasn't able to hear it clearly, However, I staggered and the next thing I saw was the man opening the door for Travis and me to get in.Well, I honestly should have been skeptical about the place, but I wasn't. It was just a relatable moment that someone knew there was nothing you could possibly do for yourself. At that point, anything was going to be accepted.As I walked into the room, I noticed that it wasn't just a room, it was something unexpected, just like the frontal view of the building looked ancient, but the inside of the house was a totally different thing.It was different. I couldn't describe it, but was confidently sure that it was different. I could still see even when my eyes seemed blurred at the moment. I also knew it was the effect of the poison that had caused me not to see well.I lifted my hands, as I tried to rest on some of the things around the room so that I would not fall off.I had
Naomi's PovI had literally witnessed this every second till the break of the day as I stared at the clock in my room not able to get some sleep through the night. I was worried and I couldn't hide it.I was worried that something bad might happen to Lucian. I was worried that I didn't know what more Lucian was hiding from me. I was worried that Lucian still hadn't healed, and it was obviously a sign of danger.Furthermore, I rolled from one end of the bed to the other part as I tried to sway away the thoughts and get some sleep, but it wasn't just working.Not only that, but I wish I had gone along with them. It had been several hours since they had left the house, but there was no sign of their return. I had walked closer to the glass window in my room several times when I heard the horn of a car around.I had also been calling them several times, but they were not answering their calls. I had wondered how important the issue was that had left them not answering their calls. I had
Lucian's PovAccording to what Naomi had told me, she had revealed that Travis had struggled to carry me on his back and as soon as he got to the bedroom, he dropped on the bed. Naomi also explained that she was in my room searching for some things when Travis dropped me on the bed. I knew she must have run quickly and held one so tight.It was exactly two hours since I was unconscious. I still laid on the bed without moving my body. Suddenly, I opened my eyes, and screamed out loud as I raised my head.I wasn’t in a coma, but I had still not slept like that for years, and it felt like as soon as my eyes opened, there was something that changed inside of me.My eyes darted around the room and began to pant out loudly. This was exactly when I literally saw the faces of the people that were around me. Most likely, I was able to recognize Travis and Naomi. “You should calm down Lucian,” Naomi said as she moved closer to me.Although I couldn't hear them well, it seemed like I was begin
Alexander's PovMadonna climbed up the stage majestically as she swayed her waist, seductively revealing her butts to the crowd. She then handed the documents to me on stage.I smiled, looking at Madonna. She must have thought that she was part of the girls that wanted to be sold off tonight,However, I knew her too well. She was indirectly scanning the room for a potential customer that would go down with her after the auction this morning. I grabbed the documents and lifted them up, showing the entire people in the crowd how authentic my document was.They all cheered on as they began to clap their hands loudly, no jokes. They were enjoying it all.I returned my gaze to the buyers again as I smiled, “This document, you should go through it, and sign under the category that you have fallen under,” I said, smiling widely.One of my subjects collected it from me and handed it to the man who wanted to buy Laura and Naomi for thirty million dollars.As soon as he was given the document
Naomi Pov Lucian opened his eyes slowly as he stared around. He had another nightmare. This had been Constance ever since he got back that night. He had always seen Bruno whenever he slept in pain, crying out to me to help him, but every time he tried to help him, he just disappeared into the air. He sat up on the bed and stared around the room. It was morning again, but I could see how he couldn't stop thinking about all that had happened two days ago. It felt like it was real every time he thought about it. Travis knocked on the door as he walked into Lucian's room, where I stood close to him. He bowed his head as he greeted him before moving close to Lucian. “How are you feeling today master,” Travis asked with a smile on his lips. “I am very much better, thank Travis,” Lucian said, smiling at him. “I am glad you are getting better, sir,” he said with a smile on his face. “What about Marcus?” I asked, turning to him. “Marcus is good too, it's just that he is still a bi
Lucian's PovYears had elapsed since Deluna’s fall, and despite the wounds of war, the world had begun healing. What once had been a country full of tyranny and fright lived with hope in its heart. Vampires, living under Deluna’s tyranny, were free at long, long last. And I, with Naomi, had sworn ourselves to seeing freedom stretch to each and every soul yet living in shackles. We fought together, forging alliances, destroying whatever of Deluna’s corrupt empire lay in its path, and providing refuge and protection to souls that lived for too long in misery and agony. And yet, even with all that we accomplished, the greatest transformation hadn’t been in the world at all—it had been in me. Naomi tamed my rougher corners, taught me in virtue of love, in hope, and most of all, in the fact that redemption existed. And I, seeing her sit out on our balcony, in sunlight and in gold, bathing in sunlight, I saw that my greatest purpose no longer lay in commanding a people, but in protectin
Naomi’s PovThe battlefield hung in a dead, matted quiet. Once, with a reek of death and sorcery, but now with a mere whisper of wind, it breathed. The sky, which was shrouded in Deluna’s shadow, seemed lighter.I turned and looked around us, and saw the faces of my companions who fought with us. Some I recognized, scarred in battle, with looks of both loss and relief etched onto them. Others… Others were not with me.Travis.Alexander.Bane.They'd gone, some dead, and gone, whose fate I could not say. But one reality I could not deny is that those who fought with Deluna, who fought to maintain Deluna’s tyranny, died with her.Some of them, perhaps, still lay in shadows, but if ever again… They'd have to answer to us.I breathed out, a slow, deep one.Lucian, noting my hesitation, stroked my hair behind my ear, out of my face. His fingers were rough but kind, a reminder of battles won, of wars won, and of love won in choosing him."We did it," he whispered, eyes bloodshot and intent
Lucian's PovThe seconds ticked in slow motion as I saw Naomi’s delicate form move towards me. The whole scenario seemed dreamlike, a nightmare I couldn’t awaken from. And then, in a matter of a split second, her form collapsed onto the ground. Everything else melted, my eyes refocusing onto Naomi's dying form at my feet. My heart thudded savagely in my chest, a thudding beat drowning out everything else. "No… Naomi…" I faltered, dropping onto my knees at her side, my shaking hands extending out towards her. “No, no, no. This can't happen.” I touched her face, and her face was dispiritedly cool to my fingertips. Something deep and suffocating took over, its talons closing in my heart. Her eyes shut, her mouth a little apart, but no sign of life moved in them. My voice died in my mouth, taken over with horror. "How far are you willing to go, Deluna?"A faint echo of laughter sounded over my head, Deluna’s mocking laughter, sharp and cutting and rough-edged, like broken glass. How
Naomi’s PovThe battlefield lay covered in shadow, thick with smoke, burning wood, blood, and residues of lingering magic. Under my feet, the earth shuddered minutely, unsure whether this war had actually reached its conclusion. Deluna was a distance of a few feet, her black cloak fluttering a little in the evening breeze, her eyes squinted in observation of me. She yet seemed powerful, untouched by events transpired about her. But I could detect it now, the tiniest tremble of doubt in her eyes. She was starting to understand. Understand that she wasn't as unscathed as she long convinced herself to believe. I breathed in, slow and deliberate, then moved to speak. "What request?" Deluna questioned me, with a taint of distrust in her voice. I jerked my head, raising my chin a notch. "What way would you like to breathe your last?" Her mouth twisted in a cold sneer, but I could detect tension in her shoulder. "You can't do that," she taunted me. I took a pace in her direction. "I
Lucian’s PovI'd long been convinced wickedness took a face and one I'd seen in both monsters and in men, too. But tonight, with dusk consumed and sunset gone, I saw an atrocity that challenged my definitions of wickedness and forced me to redefine them. I'd seen evil I could hardly have dreamed in my most fevered imagination.The sky wasn't at its radiant best, but one contrast alone remained: one silver glow of the moon painted everything with an eerie, dark radiance, and I could almost feel its vigor. I kept moving onward, a burning fury in my heart burning brighter with each pace I took. "Your face, moon," I whispered in a snarl of anger, "tonight, your face bore witness to my friend’s murder." Travis’s dying memories looped in my head forever: laughter, soft comforts, and a shocked cry of betrayal that took him from me. I hadn't seen him coming.Travis, a man who firmly insisted wicked souls bore a glimmer of virtue, lay dead, robbed of life at our hands through a wickedness I co
Deluna’s PovDid I just kill Travis? The question echoed in my mind as I stood in the middle of the battle, blood on the floor. The taste of blood and regret was in my mouth, and I could barely breathe. The silence after the fight was louder than all the noise before.I staggered back, my limbs trembling as I tried to steady myself against a shattered column. Every heartbeat throbbed in my ears, a cruel metronome marking the passing of a moment I could never undo. The pain consumed me deeply; it was as though the very essence of my soul was being torn apart. I felt as if I might die from the weight of my own remorse.For a long while, I recalled our fight. Travis, even in his final moments, had pressed me with questions that now haunted my every thought. His eyes, full of anguish and bitter disappointment, burned into me as though searing my skin. I could still hear his voice in the clamor of my memories: "Why did you do all this, Deluna?" he had demanded, his tone a mixture of sorr
Naomi's PovMy pleas were swallowed by the chaos around us. Amidst the din of battle and the cries of wounded men, I could only hear my own heart breaking. I remembered Travis’s promise from earlier, a promise made with a laugh and a spark of defiant joy. I remembered how he had vowed to come back victorious. And now, that promise lay shattered like glass on cold stone.Lucian looked into my eyes, and for a moment, the anger in his gaze shifted to sadness. "Naomi," he said softly, "we can't bring him back, but we can make sure his sacrifice wasn't wasted." His words felt like both a blessing and a burden. A reminder that this war's cost was counted in blood and lost love.The thought of Deluna, the traitorous witch who caused Travis’s death made me burn with a need for revenge. "Where is she, Lucian?" I demanded, voice trembling with a mix of anger and despair. "I must face her. I must know why she did this. I want her to answer for Travis’s death!"Lucian’s eyes darkened further, and
Naomi’s Pov"Wake me up, someone, please wake me up!"My voice echoed through the pain, like I was calling out to a bad dream. I blinked at the bright light, tasting blood and sweat in my mouth. Everything around me was a blur of red and shadow. I could barely remember the morning, only broken memories of the night before the screams, the clash of steel, and the grief still twisting in my chest."Travis...?" I whispered, my voice breaking. My mind spun with disbelief. Travis Scott, my dearest friend, the one who had always been there to watch my back, to make me laugh even in our darkest moments, was gone. Gone, as if snatched away by some cruel fate. And all because of this cursed war and the betrayal that has splintered our lives. I pressed trembling fingers to my lips, tasting the bitter tang of my own tears. "How… how can this be?" My heart pounded painfully against my rib cage, each beat a reminder of the promise he had made earlier that day. I remembered the way his eyes had sp
Lucian’s PovDeluna’s voice echoed through the hall like a death knell. With her dark eyes burning, and her words laced with venom, she had suddenly declared war in the grand dining hall. “Kill them all, bring Naomi to me!” she roared, her command reverberating off the bloodstained walls. My heart thundered as I took in the chaos. The hall transformed into a nightmarish tableau: broken bodies strewn across the flagstones, heads severed, and crimson pools of blood pooling around fallen soldiers.“Has she forgotten who she’s dealing with?” I spat internally, anger coiling inside. I was not merely a man. I was a rabid vampire warrior fueled by vengeance and duty. I could not let Deluna’s treachery stand.I stepped forward, my voice cutting through the din. “Deluna, face me!” I demanded, halting her advance with my challenge. For a brief, electrifying moment, her eyes widened in astonishment, as if she had not expected me to stand so defiant. It was then that I realized how much our fates