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
Andreas’ POV.-The wail of my next prey instills me with insidious pleasure as I watch life seep out of her agonizing brown orbs to bring in its place a dim curtain of death. Tilting my head back with corrupt mirth, I run my tongue over my teeth and host a triumphant grin.Tonight, like every other night since many centuries ago, another feeble human meets a gruesome end in my unmerciful hands. It’s funny, and I never get tired of it. How easily these pitiful creatures die. Feeling the limp weight in my arms, I bring my gaze in a descent and stare at the pale woman with two black dots lying prominent against the smear of fresh blood on her neck. My corrupt excitement fades like a lie, and I begin to immerse my awareness more into the dead woman in my hands with her body already loose from its writhes of agony.Their life is too fleeting that it’s satirical to watch.However, as I leave her body on the cold floor of her kitchen and head out into the heavy downpour, I feel no emo
Sorah’s POV.-My shaky hands, trembling incessantly, clutch the top of the chair lightly. I hum lengthily, hunching forward and bearing my weight onto my unstable hands as I gradually lift my head to see my solemn reaction staring back at me.“My Lady” The tentative call of my handmaid shifts my focus from the pair of drooped jade-greens in the mirror to the pensive deep-chocolates in the lower left of the mirror.“You don’t mean the words you spoke to that Vampire, do you?”The rattle in her voice sends a chill of guilt across my chest that clenches briefly at the emotion in her voice. Reactively, my shoulders shudder and I bite my lower lip, unwilling to give her a response. The curtain of silence that follows afterward, is heavy on my shoulders and stuffy in my throat.I feel her tension in the air and the longer I retain the words on my tongue, the more the guilt slices deep until I rattle out of my position to straighten up as I force the words out of my hesitant lips.Ke
Sorah's POV. - “Andreas!”Huh? Where’s this place? Wasn’t I falling just now? So, how are we…by the roadside?The honking of cars, voices of people talking as they move about their business, shops with their lights on, and…I gulp tensely, feeling the searing presence beside me and being too reluctant to register him.He scoffs, “Are you awake now? You looked so excited screaming your lungs till you passed out in the air. Would you be interested to give it a try again?”I flush at his wicked tease and drag my butt over the sidewalk to look away from him. Did I really pass out like that? Oh my, how embarrassing! But then, does this mean he carried me here himself? Speaking of which, what territory are we in? I spring up to my feet with a spurt and hear him sigh. Looking aside to see him, he speaks with dull eyes, “Your thoughts are ever in a disarray”. He rolls his eyes towards the road and adds, “This is the heart of your Hunter Village, the busiest street”“Your cinema is ju
Sorah's POV.-"Heh, what is this? Missing your beloved patient already?"It's him!I whip around at once, turning to see his smug roguish grin and glowing wild crimsons. I want to replete my gloom with relief and step closer but, notice a trail of blood from the corner of his lips and shudder.He smirks at my reluctance, holding gazes with me while stepping down from the window sill with the curtains blowing around him. "Weren't you about to switch into panic from your inability to find me just now?" He taunts insidiously. "I'm here now, why don't you come to embrace me, hmm?"His eyes squint in his taunt to mock me, a vile grin stretching his red lips. He starts to saunter close, covering the distance between us in three long strides.He startles me when he suddenly cages me against the dresser, having my back press uncomfortably against the furniture while his frame looms over my quivering one.With cunning glints in his crimsons, he says, "Tonight, I'll bring you somewhere myself
Sorah's POV.-Ugh...my head hurts. What's with this tremendous thunderclap booming all over my head?My eyes squint torturously and come peeling open with a scrunch of my facial muscles. Rousing up dizzily, it feels like the dormant pain gets a spurt into life as it sears across my being and brings me jerking up reflexively with a terrible wince.Something is restricting my movement...I blink my eyes as I turn my head to the side where some soft and feather-light threads tickle my face and coax a sneeze out of me."Excuse me" I wheeze per habit after sneezing and that's when I see the threads are red. No, not actual red.This is....One second, two seconds, three seconds...I scream with fright, backpedaling away with such speed that amazes me until I nearly fall from the bed. But a seizing force comes slamming down on my face and shoves me into the bed with nails clipping into my cheeks."What the hell is wrong with you, foolish woman? What's the need to get all dramatic so early in
Sorah's POV.-“Sorah?”Just kill me…of all people to meet out here like this, why does it have to be him?My body stiffens and I guiltily shiver in my spot, watching with profound dread, my brother, Yasha closing the few yards between us in powerful quick strides. His gait scares away the few people loitering along his path as his deep bluish-green sharp eyes zero down on me. He’s so mad, he might kill me! What do I do? Should I make a run for it? That’ll only get me into bigger trouble once he tells Mother and Father. Oh dear, guess I’ll just prepare for the worst.“Sorah? What are you doing out here?”This is a different voice. I blink and avert my eyes to the side where I see Devon approaching. He raises a brow at me, wondering what must’ve driven me out of my cave and into the streets I’ve been forbidden from. Before I can put my thoughts together and answer him, Yasha zips the distance and grabs my wrist cruelly. I yelp with a wince and he glowers down on my very existen
Sorah's POV-Burning fluttering tingles explode across my being, my eyes roll, and my head swoons in endless circles. My frisky hands fist his shirt while his grip my waist and hold the back of my head steady as his fierce teeth gnaw on my lips to force his entrance.This is so hot and insane. Never did I imagine kisses could be so…ah, what do I even know? Our lips fall apart and it’s now I realize I’ve been holding my breath as I stagger and grip his arms for support while I catch my breath and stabilize my vision. Looking up at him, I see his crimsons garnering dark swirls that send a pleasant jolt down my spine, and he retracts his hands to cup my face tenderly.“Are you ready?”Carefully searching his keen eyes, I wonder if it's because I'm currently irrational. But, can the subtle traces in the corner of his eyes be taken to connote concern?I nod my head eagerly, discarding the last restraint in me as I give him my firm response. The dangerous glint in his eyes springs to
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