Andreas’ POV.-“Andreas- No, don’t!”My hand hangs at my side, wet and dripping with blood. The room is tensely silent with the only sound being that of the dripping blood from my hostile attack just now. My eyes switch from being wide to squinting with scorn as my lips twist aside to spit a rank hiss. “To think you would step in to protect him,” I begin in a low rattling voice. “Are you trying to imitate Mother? You think you can become anything close to the fool she was?” I give a short cruel laugh, grinning at him with feral belittling eyes.My reflection glares at me from the bent position he maintains before the little boy. His arms wrap protectively around the shivering boy and on his porcelain immaculate face, is a healing slash on his cheek while blood drips off his chin. His jaw moves stiffly and his deep vocals come out with a threat shocking to me as he warns, “Don’t you dare speak of mother so disrespectfully, you insolent retard”.Our mother as I’d put it, was th
Sorah’s POV.-I gasp dramatically with my tremoring fingers just before my agape mouth as my eyes splay wide from shock. It happens so quickly. Just before the tips of the Vampire’s fangs can break through my skin, Mortiz is onto him in a flash. She shoves him away so aggressively to plant a defensive guard before me to keep him from coming close. With fright funneling through my body, I watch through shaky eyes as the Vampire grunts and glowers grimly at her.“I won’t miss my aim again” Mortiz warns coldly, her voice stern and letting me know once more just how capable a Demon she is. I know if she strikes him again, it’ll be over.The Vampire holds his reproach while gripping the left side of his chest that’s bleeding into the lime-green cardigan he wears. The sight of blood dying into the bright fabric doesn’t sit well with me and I start to fidget with anxiety.He moves his blood-red lips rustily to imitate a wry smirk as he rattles hoarsely, “I guess I underestimated
Sorah’s POV.- The Claude Estate. One of the four prominent elite Hunter families in the Hunter Village. The humongous brick and glass mansion still marvels me even though I’ve been here once before. I fist my nervy hands over my thighs as the limousine cruises around the large water fountain and comes to a stop right across the grand entrance.Devon meets my gaze with his alight ones and says in a mirthful voice, “Welcome to your new home, my Dear Sorah”.His joy stupefies me into speechlessness. I’m well aware of how deep his fondness runs for me. But constantly being exposed to his passionate affection like this… always makes me tense and guilty at the same time.What do I know about love? I offer a tender complying smile and watch him step out after the door is brought open by a male valet. Scooting to get out after him, he suddenly presents his hand to me. I pause and stare at his large hand before looking up to see his face.His tall and well-built frame shields me from
Sorah's POV.-Andreas? It's impossible but...My shaky hands ball into fists as I enter into a state of intense contemplation.Could he have found a way to cure his curse already? No, there's no way he'd have found a biddable Sorcerer this quickly.I bite my lip with brows puckering from confusion. What do I even know? Mei hasn't brought the day's Newspapers to me yet. Might as well inquire about the incident from those workers.I drag my feet to the edge of the turn where I step out at my pathetic pace and resilient tremors causing my face to flush and twist from discomfort."Um, good morning" I start in a weak voice I never intended to. Feeling embarrassed, I quickly rush my words pensively."Pardon my eavesdropping, but could you tell me about that incident?"Now they're staring at me like they don't know who I am despite being among the train that came to welcome me just yesterday.The two women standing closely with their hands cupped to the side of their mouths while they gossi
Sorah's POV.-This person! I whip my slightly shaken gaze aside to meet a grinning face and delightful deep blues. “Hi Sorah, I’m Diana, Devon’s younger sister. A pleasure to meet you.”I don’t know why but, something unsettling rattles within me to meet this person. And I know it’s not something good at all.“Ah, i-it’s a pleasure here as well,” I say to her, still frazzled from just now as she helps me stand upright. Her kind eyes squint a little as she smiles, “You’re just as beautiful as he lauds. He never gives me a breather without singing your name.”“He’s been bewitched, I tell you” She concludes with a snigger, making me flush and blink my eyes with surprise.She emits the same energy as her mother and it should make me calm down and relax my nerves, if only that lingering unease I still can’t comprehend will just go away. “Hey, Diana, don’t go spouting nonsense to my beloved” I look away from the sniggering woman and over to the one pacing quickly to meet us. My
Sorah's POV.-“You really are a klutz, aren’t you?” I snap my head to my right and see her shake her head at me while holding a hand out. With light movements of her fingers, my body reacts and straightens into a proper stance. My eyes are dreadfully open wide as she begins to walk closer to me.Did she just use magic?Reading my puzzlement, she grins playfully and affirms, “Yup, I’m a Sorcerer. Your guess is right”.What? I rattle with shock, unable to believe it. It’s impossible, this shouldn’t be. I mean, Hunter Families never birth Sorcerers. What’s going on here? How’s she a Sorcerer? As I felt earlier, there’s really something uncanny about her. It’s a strict tradition we abide by without any ounce of defiance. When we choose between receiving supernatural endowments from the Demons and receiving physical combatant arts that enable us to become Hunters, we stick to our division throughout our bloodline and never convert to the other side. At least, that’s what grandmo
Sorah's POV.-I sigh as I throw my head back to gaze at the ceiling of the car. “This ought to be goodbye, Andreas”.“Did you miss me that much, Sorah?”W-what? I jolt off the seat and bump the top of my head against the ceiling with a curt yelp of shock. I blink my eyes many times, yet it does nothing to alter the image of the individual sitting next to me by the other back door and staring at me with the crimsons from my beautiful nightmares.Why is he here?I break into a panic and frantically peer out the window to check if Mortiz and Diana are returning. When I don’t see them among the people moving about the front of the building, I breathe with relief and turn to the haughty Vampire making himself comfortable in the expensive leather seat.I fume with my face scorching. “Y-you, how did you get here? Why have you come here?” I point a shaky index at him while keeping my back against the door at my side so I can alternate my gaze between outside and him. Nonchalantly, he
Sorah's POV.-“What reward do you have in store for me, Sorah, for letting you meet your dearest wild cat?”To my horror, his sinisterly seductive voice summons the intimate fire in my thigh and I latch onto him impulsively, the fire morphing into a tremendous scorch like never before. Sweat drenches me at once and desire writhes my being as I crumble into debris at the feet of the Vampire. “Is that your arousal, Sorah? How intoxicating,” I hear him rasp in my struggle to calm the heat of my fire. But it all goes to naught when his arms wrap around my body and our lips collide feverishly. No, this isn’t right. I shouldn’t give in to him, I need to stop this act of infidelity. I’m not being faithful toward Devon!So why, why do I eagerly want him to keep touching me? Why can’t I bring myself to hate this unfaithful act and push him off of me? Why do I guide his hands to ravish my body and kiss him so passionately like he’s the one who I yearn for the most?“A-Andreas wait! T-th
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