Nevea wasn't given a chance to comprehend the situation because Kiara had already dragged her away. She tried to break free, but to her surprise, Kiara was stronger than she thought. Kiara pulled her away from the main street to the small alley that Nevea was familiar. As they walked further, Nevea's brows furrowed because she could picture that Kiara somehow wanted to bring her to her first house after she got adopted. "What are you doing, Kiara?" Nevea's voice was firm and almost sounded angry, but Kiara completely ignored her and kept strolling. "Tell me before I decide to hurt you." She threatened, but it fell deaf to Kiara. Nevea then opted to attack one of Kiara's legs, but before she could do it, they came to a halt in front of a minimal-sized house with a brown fence. A long time ago, the house was hers. It was the place she got love and care from her foster family before death took them away from her. Nevea yanked her hands free from Kiara and glared at that woman with a
“This is your punishment. You will never be forgiven unless you got his blood on your hands.” An old man said to her. Nevea was sure she never saw that man, but he spoke to her like he was her master. She wondered whose blood that man talked about. She had the idea that it might be Zach’s. But why would she need his blood?“You know very well that desire is forbidden, but you lust for a demon. And worse, you chose Zach.”Nevea’s breath hitched. She wanted to curse. What the hell was happening, and how could Zach be a demon? The demon was only a myth; they didn’t exist. “He has tainted your soul, and nothing except killing him would help to wash your sin.” “What sin are you talking about?” Nevea bellowed, but the old man didn’t hear her. Instead, he kept talking to the unconscious her. “We are sending you to earth, Nevea. He will come for you, trying to lure you again, but you shall kill him; that’s your only purpose on earth. You only have two chances. If you fail, you will have no
“I am your kin, Nevea. A fairy.”Nevea muffled her laugh. This had to be the wildest day she had ever had. Everything that happened was just too ridiculous that she couldn’t help but feel that it was a mere figment of her imagination.“Fairy, you say. I must admit you have colorful imagination, Kiara.” Nevea barely bothered to hide her dislike. “First, you show me countless images with a different scene from what I remember; then you let me see a scene where I was punished for something silly. Lusting, that too for a demon. A creature we only know from myth.”“You manipulated yourself into believing you live with a harmonious family and also forget despicable things you’ve ever done. I merely helped you to see without something clogging your views.” Kiara defended herself. “And a demon. If vampires, a creature that used to be a myth, could walk freely. What makes you think demon couldn’t?”“You are manipulating me.” “Stop it. Deep down in your heart, I know you realize that everything
When the morning came, Nevea didn't bid goodbye to Kiara. She snuck out of Kiara's place. Their conversation yesterday made her uncomfortable. So before that woman could try to coax her again into killing Zach, she had to escape. She needs time to think without having someone pressuring her to make a choice. Her nerve spiked up when she arrived at the front of her home's gate. Something told her that behind the closed door of her home was someone waiting eagerly for her. Nevea's brain screamed for her to dash in the opposite direction, but instead of obeying it as she should, she ignored the ringing alarm and marched forward without hesitation. Her hands went into her waistband, searching for the gun, which was fortunately still there. It wasn't for Zach but rather for her self-defense against Vlassta because Zach wouldn't dare to hurt her while Vlassta was on a mission to eliminate her. She then grabbed the keys from the pot and unlocked the door. The cracking sound it made broug
After sharing a brief kiss in her home, Zach immediately took her away, and she followed him without complaining. They had many things to discuss, so she thought arguing was pointless. They had met with Hanna accidentally. As Nevea expected, her so-called friend started blabbing about her past when she saw Zach. Nevea assumed that Hanna might experience a little jealousy after seeing the car Zach used to take her back. Her heart jumped with joy when Zach completely ignored Hanna's existence and went straight to the car, waiting for her to hop in. And she followed him not long after, and they drove back to Grouver in silence. Never in her wildest dream had she thought she would walk to his door voluntarily. But here she was, sitting peacefully while looking straight at Zach without being alarmed. They sat across each other comfortably, then Silan entered the dining room with two glasses of wine. Nevea noticed Silas peeking at her ankle, and Nevea knew he was looking at whether she wa
"Is this necessary?" Nevea asked, looking at the handcuff that bound her wrist and his. "Hmm. I can't trust you blindly. Despite the amazing theory, we have yet to reach the same stage as the other version of ourselves. When we finally share the same feeling, which isn't to hurt each other, then I'll trust you.""Fair enough. I can't trust you either." Nevea sat on the bed, tugging him to make herself comfortable. "So what do you want to do now?""Sleep." "The sun is still up. Why are even want to sleep when vampires don't need one?""I am tired, Nevea. Thinking about you out there while fighting for your dear life made me restless for a week. So, what I need is high-quality sleep.""Oh.""Yes, oh. Now lay down." Zach pushed her flatly onto the bed and followed right after her. Zach closed his eyes and stopped talking with her. He kept thinking about the theory of them being in love. It sounded way too beautiful and magical to him. The word love itself was unfamiliar to him. He didn
Nevea slept like a log until the following day. She had ignored Zach's question about her feeling and took her confused mind and heart to sleep. Zach had laughed and mocked her, but she acted like it didn't anger her, and eventually, he gave up and let her rest. When she woke up, her wrist was finally free. She didn't know when he had decided to unbind their wrist. Maybe their conversation before she slept helped him to put a little trust in her, or perhaps he felt terrible after witnessing her having a bad dream. Or he could have a completely different reason she wasn't aware of. Nevea moved around the room leisurely as if she owned the room. Then she went to take a bath. She was done only after ten minutes. She wore an oversized black shirt paired with grey trousers, which she guessed belonged to Zach because they didn't smell new. After that, she left the room and tried to look for him. This was the first time she wandered without having a pair of heavy chains on her feet or a
The moment he tasted her blood, Zach felt like he was on cloud nine, He remembered tasting her blood when they kissed, but none could compare to biting directly on her neck. Her blood taste devive. It tasted better than the blood he had ever tasted before. His eyes blazed, and, for a second, they bled to golden. He sucked and sucked until the metallic taste of her blood filled his sense. He almost completely lost his mind if Nevea didn't touch his shoulder to wake him from the trance. Zach stopped sucking and then licked the wound on her neck. Resting his temple on her shoulder, Zach tried to calm his heart. His urge to suck her dry was still so potent in his system. "Zach…." She called him. She was so close to moaning his name. "Yes?" He looked at her flushed face. Sweat began to drip from her forehead. "I am burning. Is this normal after getting bitten?" Nevea inquired. She felt hot all over, and her skin prickled each time she sensed him caressing her. "I thought I should feel