Sorah's POV.-“We finally get to meet,” He speaks with such allure, proceeding particularly, “My astonishing bride-to-be”. Oh my God.This is Devon Claude? The man Mother arranged for me?I feel my throat run dry and my muscles tense involuntarily as my wide eyes stay with his charming gaze. I didn't realize yet, that during Stella's wedding, all I saw of him was a glimpse of his face. It didn't last long enough to give me a profound impression, and I was in an abyss of despondence to spare a second glance.Right now, being under the shade of this handsome and charismatic man, I have no alternative but to shiver, rescind, and shy away.Faster than my internal calculations, I'm dashing on my hot toes and seeking refuge behind a stunned Mei."Oh," He marvels with humor, turning around to see where I'm hiding. "Your mother did mention you were the shy type"His comment might feature soft jocular elements in other to ease my tension, but it only spikes it to the forceful straight of my
Sorah’s POV.-“So, what’s this I’ve been hearing about the hidden princess of the Strauneuff family getting engaged to the unrivaled Vampire Hunter prodigy, Devon Claude?”I’m in trouble.The ecstatic energy electrifying my body ceases its gushing current and brings about the falter and rescind of my mood. Mortiz becomes intrusive, clearly not going to accept my reel into the cover of my fragile whorls.“There’s no hurry,” She scoffs and reaches for my hand, forgetting all about Upma and the bag of souvenirs. “You’re gonna either spill it all, or I force it out of you one way or the other”Her adamance rattles me as I gulp in fear of the implications of her words as she starts to pull me toward the cottage. My chest cramps suddenly and I stop walking, a wave of panic hitting me.We can’t go in! I haven’t told Mortiz, and I can’t risk anyone else coming to know of the man in my cottage with me.“What is it? Are you ready to start dishing answers?” Mortiz corners me with a hard
Sorah's POV.-“Yes, Mother”The rest of the morning is hectic with Mother calling in a file of professional women to groom me for the big day. Every speck of my body needs optimum attention, starting from the tips of my frizzy hair to the soft pads of the soles of my feet.All through, while the women fuss over me after fixing my butt before the dresser, I'm unable to stop my nerves from racing anxiously. I fumble with my fingers and keep stealing quavering glances to see if Mother is still standing there and supervising the process herself.The consecutive spasms occurring in my chest refuse to relent as I continue to fret in place. She's still there, with a blank face and arms crossed, bold eyes sharp and keen as she watches like a Hawk for the slightest slip that never occurs.Mei once came in to discreetly inform me of the stranger being in her bedroom, and Mortiz had to leave when she heard my mother is around. She despises Mother a lot."Your natural soft hair texture is a beau
Sorah's POV.-He's a Vampire.I remain still as stone, eyes tearing wider as a tremendous bout of fear I never felt before increasingly dawns on my being. I feel cold, the air feels stuffy and thick, I can’t respire and my heart is implosive chaos. The poor auburn rattles her body, dying as her skin grows paler by the second. The color is almost out of her dull skin, her white chapped lips tremble as if in desperation to push out her dying call for help. Her eyes are partly open, almost as if she’s in a trance as they sink in, and quiet trails of tears glide out from them. The sinister sound crackling in the air is that of the great strength he quips to grip the back of her head and her shoulder to make a wider way for him to devour her neck. My ears twitch painfully from the creepy noise of his greedy feast, his beastly pants, and the amplifying clattering of the tray in my hands. I let a Vampire into the cottage. I brought in an enemy and kept him under my roof. I kept him so cl
Sorah's POV.-Mei knows asking any further won’t bring answers to her many questions, so she quietly goes out to get cleaning supplies while I remain to squat next to the Vampire and stare down at his lean and peaceful face.The implications of my bold actions pelt me in this position as morals and humanity clash within me. I’ve broken the law, and I’ve become the first and only human to ever save a Vampire and sully the Hunter bloodline. I saved a Vampire. I feel blank, I feel no emotions at all. There’s no judgment of right and wrong, such things don’t matter when it comes to the cost of a life.I feel no regret and no remorse for what I did."My Lady," Mei's pensive voice brings me away from the Vampire and I turn my body around to answer her urgent call."What are these holes on Julia's neck?" She asks with grave terror, her face darkening and brows shooting up as her shaky fingers point to the slumbering woman's neck.I hasten closer, noticing Mei is about to freak out the
Sorah's POV.- I made a mistake. We have to go back!I storm into my bedroom with a stumbling burst, my feet getting caught in the hem of my dress and shaky hands gripping the knob to prevent a forward fall. My breath hitches with fright and I frantically dart my wild eyes about.The place is as calm as we left it. To the sofa, Julia's breathing evenly, and to my bed ahead, lies a stretch of an enamoring figure. Propped up on his elbow with his pointed sculpted nose deep in the novel in his hands and beneath his silent scrutinizing gaze. His maroon locks flow down his bold strong shoulders, glimmering softly from the orange light of my bed lamp.It distorts my rationality as I take a step back with a rattling hand flat on my pounding chest. Sweat makes my skin itchy, reminding me I haven't stopped by the rack to pull off my cloak. Flabbergasted, I suck in a challenging breath and hasten towards Julia on the sofa, barely two steps gone when I hear Mei race in behind me."My Lady, Upm
Sorah's POV.- I throw my face away, my shoulders rattling like never before as if I've been drenched with ice-cold water. My teeth clatter from the devouring freeze as I buck forward and drill my nails into my skin.What have I done? If Devon sniffs him out, I'll be in serious trouble. They won't just kill the Vampire, but me as well who's betrayed my race to keep him alive!I have to let him know!"Sorah"The warm breath that fans against my face gives me a terrible jolt and I swiftly turn around to see Devon's spring-greens with a deep concentration of worry as he stares at me, seeming apologetic for causing me such anxiety.He leaves me bashful and speechless as I shake my being a bit to compose myself. I need to assure him somehow and ensure he doesn't suspect anything else.I try a nervous laugh and shake my head to convince him, "Ah...no, it's nothing. I'm just-"I blink suddenly at the passing thought that flashes in the back of my mind. I'm not certain it's Andreas Devon was
Sorah's POV.-"L-let go of me!"Adrenaline pumps throughout my body and brings my reluctance to break off his hold on me while I snatch my hands back and drive them right into his broad chest. The swift action forces our bodies apart, and I wince from the brisk manner his fingers release my chin. For a split second, it felt as if my hand was aiming for something else as I shudder and reel back upon seeing the look on his face.His eyes are partly wide as if he's under the stunning effect of my swift action. Is he going to get mad? Will I get into trouble this time? Ah, I wonder what I should be concerned about. I just prevented a lip-lock, yet my heart's the one pounding eruptively. Like I'm the one in the wrong. No one says anything yet, both just staring at each other. I use the silence and inaction to calm my pants while I keep a good distance with nerve ends twitching."Sorah, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you" Devon remorses, his expression going wry. He steps forward
Sorah’s POV.- “You’re all dismissed.” “Yes ma’am.” Sighing, I relax tiredly into the comfort of the leather swivel chair I’m sitting on and listen to the collective sound of feet filing out of my office. Shutting my eyes briefly and reopening them, I twirl a bit away from the exhausting documents strewn over my desk. My eyes expand with astonishing surprise to catch the gradual shower of tiny white dots outside the window. The first snow of the year. Swiftly, I’m twirling back to face my desk, resisting the urge to cringe at the untidy paperwork. Might as well tidy them up a little before I go pick up the kids from school. A warm smile dyes over my face when my eyes float towards the picture frame standing to the farther left of the large and busy desk. How many years has it been? Hmmm, ten, huh? My thumb caresses the glass over the family picture taken five years ago as I continue to smile warmly, reminiscing the moment it was taken. Me, my mate, and our two beautiful girls o
Sorah’s POV.-“Do you want to get married too, Sorah?”W-what is he suddenly saying to me? I flush bashfully and look away while fretting anxiously. I so wasn’t expecting he’d drop such a line that’s unlike his crude nature. To get married...I abolished the concept when I got into that miserable bind with Devon and refrained from getting swayed ever since.Timidly peeking at him, I think I can make an exception now. So I try with a playful tone, “What, will you be that willing to walk down the aisle with me?”He stands up abruptly, startling me with his haste. Without sparing me a glance, he speaks stiffly, “Your break should be over now, you’ve stayed out from the reception party long enough.”Well, I’m not surprised at his aloof response. Only that this time, instead of excusing it for consideration of his tangled and ambiguous feelings, I feel a prickle of sadness piercing through the back of my heart. As I watch him stretch the distance between us, thin strands of my
Sorah’s POV.-I watch the heavy downpour from my position by the window. It’s been raining for over an hour, and I haven’t left this spot since it began. The torrent is so heavy that it blurs everything out there and makes it seem as if nighttime is forthcoming.“How long are you gonna keep standing there gloomy for?” Andreas’ grumpy voice sails towards my ears and I reluctantly bring myself to make a turnaround so I can see him. Smiling simply, I respond with a suggestion, “When the rain stops, let’s go for a walk outside.”He raises a brow and furrows his face, giving me the look that insinuates I must be crazy. I giggle and use a hand to push the thin curtain from my body to walk over to him. “Why don’t we go meet everyone downstairs?” I skillfully link my arm in his and smile when he huffs, “I think it’s best you return to your rain-watching hobby.”After we’d all left that dreary cavern that day, we were surprised to discover the other Demons and a few notable Hunter fa
Sorah’s POV.-“We’re sinking in!”My word! The entire floor is converting into muddy sludge, and it’s gradually moving in a malleable manner to immerse us all. At this rate, I might not be able to help Dyrean.“Sorah! Olav! It’s a quicksand, refrain from struggling or you’ll sink in faster!”“Dammit,” Olav curses under his breath after hearing what Father just hollered over. “Is there no way to get out of this?” He begins to look around, the malleable floor sinking his feet.I and Dyrean are not in favorable conditions. While he’s confined to sit on the floor with the sludge consuming his legs and nipping at his hips, I’m on my knees, and right now, my legs are in with my thighs gradually plunging.“Stella, stop struggling! You’ll sink!” I hear Yasha holler and turn around to see Stella furiously moving her body and gnashing her teeth. She refuses to listen and continues to move her body and the consequences come immediately.“Ah!” She yelps when the sludge suddenly ri
Sorah’s POV.-“I should just kill you instead.”Devon begins to tighten his grip around my neck, cutting my airways and leaving me gasping with terror. I struggle wildly, exerting my all to try to push him but he’s too strong for me. My mind starts to sway as the glower on his face grows darker.‘Andreas!’ I scream mentally, digging my nails into the skin of his hands and scrapping off flesh. Devon groans but is adamant about strangling me. Wheezing with eyelids shutting and opening drowsily, his vicious grip suddenly vacates my neck and I crumble to the floor.Wheezing, gasping, coughing, and panting...My shaky hands massage my neck as I shudder from the pain. He really meant to kill me just now? My body feels so weak from putting up a fight as I struggle to get back on my feet.‘Lady Sorah, are you alright?’ I hear Dyrean’s voice in my head and I nod as I grip the edge of the altar to steady myself. ‘T-thanks, Dyrean’.That was a close call. Steadying my breath, I’m d
Sorah’s POV.-“You were the closest to her! How couldn’t you prevent her from doing it?”“She pulled a smart one on us, tch. The little power we’ve extracted can only invigorate fifty of them”“Sorah!- What did you do to her?!”Initially, as I start to feel my consciousness wane, and the immense pain throbbing from my tongue, these mesh of alarmed voices swirl in my mind until it all goes quiet and I’m drawn into a painless sleep. In the end, I did something outrageous. I wonder if my family must be mad at me.Mei had read me a tragic story from a Newspaper one time in the past. A teen had bitten her tongue in desperate need to flee from a rapist who caught her. Only that story ended with her sad death and her assailant, arrested.I can’t feel anything. Did I jam too hard and cut my tongue off? That’s gonna be so bad. I’ve never rejoined any body parts with my power before. Ah...I feel like I’m falling. Is this it for me? I finally got the chance to mend my broken bond wit
Sorah's POV.-“None of you are making it out of here alive, Sorah.”"Let her go, Devon. She should meet her family and enjoy their last moments together" Deneve waves her hand with dismissal, informing Devon to release his adamant hold on my arm.I scoff at him, scrambling quickly away from him while rubbing the spot on my arm he was holding. "Go on, dear," Deneve cajoles in a sickly sweet voice that sends my skin crawling. "Commence your mirthful reunion."I pass my disdain from her son to her, ambling gradually away from the malicious duo and backing up to where my family is huddled up. I see Stella is free as well and she races to where I am."Are you okay, Sorah?" She whispers worriedly and I nod, calming my racing nerves that make me feel a bit dizzy. Stella gives me a tight smile and brings me to turn around to face our family. My breath catches on impulse, my eyes quiver open wider, and I lose my voice.My mother looks so solemn and remorseful as she struggles to meet my eye
Sorah’s POV.-We’re left in this odious cell, thrown flat to the cold concrete floor to emphatically inculcate some manners. I groan as I heave my body up on my flattened palms, turning my neck to glance around the dim cell. The lighting is so poor and I don’t think there’re any windows at all. Sitting up, I bring an arm to go across my crumpling face.“Stella?” I call, feeling her around me but not trusting my vision at all. I hear scratches of some sort and an angry groan. It’s coming from my right. I move to crawl and bump into something.“It’ll take a while for your eyes to fully adjust. I’m right next to you,” I hear her grouchy voice and rescind to squint my eyes so I can make out her silhouette.“Are you alright?” I inquire anxiously.“I’m good. Only brushed my knee a bit,” She replies. “I’m so gonna get Eliot for this once we make it out of here.”That sounds relieving. I sit on my heels and find my hands over my thighs. I know we’re not alone here since I heard v
Sorah’s POV.-Reluctantly, with pain in my heart, I let his hand slip out of mine to rush out of the room before I change my mind and go running back into his arms. As I hasten through the hallway, I adjust the scarf I set around my shoulders to properly cover the holes in my neck. I’m too weak to heal them yet.I suddenly stop and touch the throbbing spot, permitting images of the recent scene to flash through my mind. I’d offered myself to heal the man I love, not once thinking about the threat to my life. The more he drank from me, the stronger he bulked until he crushed me in his arms and was on the verge of consuming my last breath.I can only hope against all odds, that my blood will not be refuted and it can do excellently to heal him fully and return him to the vile Vampire my heart beats for.Andreas, forgive me for leaving your side and defying your command that I shouldn’t go.I must save my family and prevent more lives from being lost.The instance I enter the