Vadim waited at the foyer of the mansion. He stood right below the grand staircase with his phone in his ear. Wearing a green turtleneck with a black coat, his looks oozes with European royalty persona, and with his personal guards standing near him made him look intimidating.
Not that he couldn’t take care of himself and requires men to protect him but looks are everything. In the mountain, he rules every creature living there. Making sure his power was to spread all over Carpathia and feared by all including the human towns just below the mountains was important to establish respect, fame, and power. Despite the location, the town at Carpathia was pretty huge and he can pretty much get everything he needs in case of an emergency. Luxury store, fancy restaurants, variety of shops his precious Rosa can visit if he were to leave the state for work matters.
He’ll make sure she would want for nothing and being his bride, he was determined to spoil her with all his riche
Coming back to the castle makes her chest feels heavy. The revelation of what Vadim has sprung up on just ruins the rest of her day. Walking to her room, she felt anger and frustration that something like this would be hidden from her. Funny how those emotions were reserved solely for Armand. At least Vadim was honest with her and keep things real with her even though he acts like a jerk 24/7. When she reached her room, she walked faster and was about to slam the door until strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist. Rosa gasped loudly and felt all her breath leave her lungs when her body slammed on a hard surface. She looks up and her cheeks reddened as her lips were only an inch away from Vadim. He was super tall and it kinda stings her neck to stretch her head that high. Nevertheless, an up-close view of this man was so breath-taking that she has no complaint whatsoever. She unconsciously rested her hand on his chest and his rapid beating heart made her someh
Ayara stares at Rosa for a long minute. After she had enough of watching the human cry, Ayara finally sighed and spoke to her. “Would you mind sitting next to me for a while, Rosa? I promise that I won’t be long.” Rosa was of course reluctant to do that since she wasn’t too trusting of the woman at that moment but later, she caved in and nodded. She walks towards Ayara and sat beside her. “Did you know that none of the brothers wanted to face each other until you came?” Rosa frowned. “Are you trying to say that they met because of me and I’m the reason for Armand to die? Geez, thanks for rubbing that to my face.” Ayara chuckled. “You said it, not me. Let me finish dear. Their inability to face each other all steams down to disappointment and anger at what had happened to the former queen, Rosa. Despite all that, I believe none of them hate each other as much as they want us to believe they do. Brothers fight. It is common and they would have not spoke
Holding Rosa to his chest was a dream come true. He had imagined this moment time and time again and to feel it for real was such a wholesome feeling he will never forget. It was hard for him to sneak into his mother’s mansion with his current health situation and it took him threatening to leave the castle in secret that push Matei and his best guards to assist him. First thing first was to create a distraction that would enable everyone to move to a place far away from where Rosa was placed. Having the map of the mansion clearly carved in his brain, Armand has quite a good memory of where his brother might put his mate. The same room his mother had grown up in and seeing the room was constantly cleaned without anything being changed or moved, Rosa would find that room to be comforting and hopefully, stay there for a long time. Not if Armand has anything to say about it. Right now, all he can focus on is his precious Rosa. The poor woman wouldn’t stop sobbing on his chest. Thank Go
“That bastard put me to sleep these past weeks and the moment I woke up, I wanted to rip his heart from his chest for taking you away from me. Even when I first woke up, I tried to save you, and here I am, busting down the homes of my enemy to save you but what did you say to me? You want to stay? You want to be with him? All this time, have you ever cared for me? Or even love me, little one?” Angry tears roll down his cheek. All the pent-up rage of being hurt by his brother put into a coma and losing the woman he love finally hit his breaking point. "Of course, I do. You..you know I do. I have to stay... to stop your an..nger. Please.. listen to..me.." His ears were filled with so many sounds, even the choking sound of Rosa gasping for air and trying to speak. So many distractions, he had his focus set on one thing. Only when he noticed the blood on Rosa's neck from his claw cutting her skin, did he wake up and let her go. Rosa backs away, bending forward to clutch her aching nec
Sitting in front of the mirror, Rosa’s eyes were still glued to the dark fingerprints of Armand’s hand around her neck. It felt a little tender when she tried to touch it and her mind keeps on bringing her back to the time it happen. She couldn’t shed any more tears seeing she had cried herself to sleep for 2 days straight. She refuse to eat, all she did was lie on her bed and avoid everyone that came into her room. Vadim had stayed with her and made sure she was okay. She kinda liked that but once when she heard him brag that she had chosen him over Armand, hence the bruises – she kicked him out of the room after threatening him that she will kill herself. Nevertheless, it wasn’t the pain in her neck that made her teary eye again, it was the expression on Armand’s face that made her unable to sleep well. The dark circles around her eyes were the best evidence of how Armand disappointed response to her staying that broke her heart. She tried to explain to him why but he was too ups
2 hours before “As away, love. What do you want to know first?” Vadim leaned back on the bed. “Everything. Like? All I know about werewolves is the stories or movies I watched.” “Well, werewolves are the creature of the night. Like vampires, they are active at night but only when the moon is at present they can hone its energy and shift.” “Do they require full moon to be... I don’t know, all furry?” Vadim chuckled. “Actually, yes. The furry part at least but their supernatural strength will still be present. Not as strong when they are in their physical wolf form but it is still important for one to be cautious of it. It’s their wild, savagery, beastly blood lust, and drive to shred anything in their path to pieces that made them terrifying creatures. Vampires are strong but during the full moon, it’s best if we avoid them. But for blue blood like me, killing them i
Meetings and visits ended till 8 pm and Vadim almost loses his patient having to deal with even the smallest issues that the elders themselves can handle. Of course, only a few elders took his side after all were forced to decide which brother they wish to serves. He remembered how most, out of 10, 6 chose Armand while 4 remains, despite knowing his brother had killed their parents. Vadim could almost break each of their necks but of course, his damn brother had protected these fools and made sure he and his supporters would find solace in their mother’s estate. When he became king, he will make sure that all he does is enjoy his time as king and spend his days with his new bride. Oh Rosa Just the thought of her wearing his m
Status: Unedited but complete “What are we doing here?” Rosa had to speak a little louder to Ayara’s ear as she finds themselves in the middle of the tavern on the outskirts of the town border. The room itself was a wooden interior with a yellow light that resembles a lot of pubs in Vacherie. People around her were dancing, drinking like there was no tomorrow and she can’t help but enjoy the scenery with everyone wearing some sort of a Halloween outfit. A woman was wearing slutty cat costume, a guy in a Frankenstein monster mask, beautiful blondes in angel wings, buff men in lumberjack outfits (though both Vadim and Armand look ten times better than any of them), and many more. Fitting in with the crowds, Rosa was forced by Ayara to wear a red cloak over her white, straight neckline, gathered bodice with a tiered midi skirt, and a side slit to resemble a red riding hood. Ayara herself wore a sheer lace bodysuit and leather jeans. Her long bra