Rhyder was a Verdi-bearded Vampire with high-arched brows over his monolid brown eyes, which were the same color of his short spiky hair. He stood just as tall as Colt when he came forward and stooped to peer at the dour face of Damien. The latter could not help but feel irritated now at the other man’s attitude towards him. He could not understand why he seemed to despise him so much when they were just barely meeting.
Rhyder’s orbs lashed between Damien’s cobalt, determined ones. The younger vamp had made his resolve not to let Rhyder intimidate him despite knowing that the other could be quite older than he was. He looked deeply into Rhyder’s eyes, having the urge to spit out the good amount of blood, which was kept hanging in his mouth, on the other’s frowning face.
Rhyder’s gaze dimmed. “Ah, I can see it now,” he drawled, still accessing Damien’s eyes.
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ELSPETHThere were daring voices ringing from my side as I stood on the verandah, reflecting on the task that the head Lady had just assigned to me. It was first a chain of murmurs from the Pack’s current Alpha, trailed by a subtle reprimand from Ace, the head Lady’s daughter. I turned to my left and made an obeisance even before they reached me.“How did I not realize your sword was swinging from my right?” the Alpha grumbled Ace acknowledged my gesture with a nod. I expected the Alpha to do the same too since he was so engrossed in his complaint to Ace but on the contrary, he actually paused abruptly before me, ignoring the fact that the head Lady’s daughter was leaving him behind.I st
Colt stared at Damien through his lashes and a warning flash stroke across those cobalt eyes of his. “Do not dare to pile questions on me for I have no capacity to carry them,” he cautioned with a calm voice, which Damien never seemed to heed when he stared down at the older vampire and gave out an unwilling chuckle.“I do… have some questions,” Damien muttered and Colt sighed with a smile before facing the spring while Damien guzzled down all the blood in the glass. The latter recalled the unpleasant scene with Rhyder; the spiteful things the other had said to him, how he drove him to the core that he almost even fought with him. All those things had made his wrath plead to elevate again, but as he thought of it, he still felt the peacefulness that flooded all over him, relaxing his jaws like the reaction of a crazy patient injected with drugs.Even now, the smile that spread across his lips erupted willingly.
I did not need to look into his eyes. No, I do not want to look into his eyes, at least for now. I knew the effect those orbs had on me and how it likely could affect my thinking at this time. Worse, I may become too emotional and just break down in front of him. My situation was embarrassing enough!It took me unaware when I felt the Alpha’s thumb on the skin under my eyes, he was wiping out remnants of the tears I had shed earlier and I could not help but feel that this man was acting subtler than I once noticed.The cold, satiny skin of his thumb unexpectedly smothered its way up to my eyes before I felt him pull my lashes open. “Please open them, Elspeth,” his cool voice waved into my head and I obeyed, as if hypnotized.When I looked at him, his canine was scratching at the left side of his bottom lip and his amber eyes were shaded with what I absolutely had no idea of. He looked like he was going
WAYNE“I need to talk to you,” I repeated to myself as my mind lingered on the thought of Elspeth. Despite me having a book before me, which I would be giving account for when the sun goes down, I still played with their pages while staring blankly at the dainty words. I soon perceived her scent and my heart raced; the vivid Lavender trail that seemed to linger forever on her skin bore into my nose and overwhelmed me, making me know my mate was here.Her footsteps came a bit later before she opened the door and stepped across the threshold, meanwhile I was watching her from the side of my eyes when she bowed. I shifted the book aside and gradually met with Elspeth. “You took so long to come,” came my voice, the lump in my throat could not help but make it sound deeper.Elspeth nodded with a reply before looking down. I could not stand her doing that, I could not withstand the fact that she had
“I bet you are looking for her,” Phyllis muttered as she folded her arms across her chest and leaned lightly on the wall behind. I turned to look at her, practically questioning her with the look on my face. “Elspeth,” she raised a brow, “I saw her running along the stairs… on the edge of tears. What is going on with her, what did you do?”I found myself lost at Phyllis’ words. Elspeth acted all fine before me only to rush out and cry? I wished there was a way I could see her again, but I knew that was not possible. It will only hurt her more whenever she spends time with me and pretends as if we never knew of each other.“Breakfast is ready. You two come over,” Phyllis’ voice brings me back to reality and I sighed, placing my hands on my waist and following Phyllis’ eyes when they landed on my tattoo. What was it with the art that everyone seemed so drawn to it?
When Flynn led me to the back stairs, I wondered where we were heading before he turned to me, a smile plastered on his face. “You were not the only uncomfortable person in the hall, everyone turned fazed when Fiona walked in. I just wanted a way to escape that environment, but I am taking you to the general training hall since the Alpha’s have been locked for the meantime.” I shrugged.“This is the third floor,” Flynn uttered when we arrived in an unfamiliar hallway. This one looked very different from the others I have seen because actually, there were colorful paintings on both sides of the walls, of which the right side had paintings that represented the rank of an Alpha to the Omega, also not leaving out the ordinary people that are shielded under the wings of the pack. “These just talk about the Fire-pall pack. You see, not all packs accept humans, so there you have it.”I turned around to the
“Do not worry.” Flynn voiced suddenly. “You can mask your thinking by yourself, but that is something you will be taught later on. As for me, I promise not to do this often, but you certainly have no spell on you. Though you once did.”My eyes squinted once again and I was tempted to ask if the spell was possibly broken but the appearance of Flynn’s countenance now leaves me mute. His shoulders were fallen and his head seemed to drop despite still locking eyes with me. However, I could recognize the look he had on his face now, it was similar to the one he gave me when we first met― that indefinite expression, mingling a cold and calm expression. It felt weird now after seeing the brighter side of the Beta, just the same way it felt when I initially saw him smile.“Aside that day, have you seen my brother again?” he asked, his voice coming out in a growling mechanism. I shook my head before tilting i
WAYNEDaylight was pretty sucked away too quickly when I lifted my hands above my head and stretched my knocking bones, my body aching so badly, feeling like it ripped through my flesh as I brought them down. I glanced at the spot where Flynn once sat. He was gone a long time ago. Was it a few hours into noon? Certainly, he was not the type to endure a long day of studies like I did.“Can I retire now? I can feel the comfort of my bed calling to me,” I muttered with a yawn as I averted my gaze to Phyllis. She remained seated across me, watching keenly to make sure I never missed any word in the book. I guess that was how unoccupied she was. The witch nodded and reached for the book, her eyes squinting the moment they met with the sepia yellow pages.She gestured for me to stand but before I could obey, the Library door opened and a balmy-looking Lady walked in. She was a servant, I could tell, judging from
WAYNE.I felt her emotions, witnessed her fading pain and overwhelming joy. I could feel what she thought, it seemed like there was a channel transferring her thoughts to me when I had a feeling that she might want a time alone, and now my hands remained in my pockets, my head bowed with a smile plastered on my face as I paced down the stairs.It was such a wonderful feeling when you feel your Mate’s happiness and I intended to keep it this way. I did not want anything that would cause Elspeth pain again so I was now more than determined to make sure that the smile I saw on her expression as she cried would remain as long as I could keep it.I arrived at the third floor and soon found myself in front of the library’s door. I opened it without wasting time and walked to one of the shelves before rummaging through its stack of books.I knew I had found just what I was looking for when I
WAYNE.A good dream and a good sleep was all it took me to awake with good cheer in the morning. I yawned and stretched on the bed, not willing to get up anytime soon. Thankfully, I did not have training to catch up or any book to read so I was entirely free.I turned on the bed, lying on my side as I stared across at the space where I knew my new cactus friend stood. It was still slanted but I knew it would get better with time. As I tried to slide my legs down the bed, I felt something wet between my legs and my hands moved to check it out, entirely shocked that the crotch of my pants was all soaked and my dick was quite hard.However, I smiled when I recalled the dream I had last night, it was much better that it felt like a reality to me. Two knocks in a roll came on my door and I was force
WAYNE.Phyllis fed me the last of the bowl’s content before placing it on a side stool. I felt her watching me as I heaved a sigh, a serene feeling washing through me. When I turned to the witch, she never broke the gaze. Instead, she seemed to intensify it, her orbs dipping into the eyelid and her pupils seeming to blaze from the reflection of the burning candles.“What do you think about love, Phyllis?” I suddenly muttered, causing the witch’s brows to crease and frowning lines pulled across her forehead.She huffed and turned away. “I think nothing of it, except that it is the nippiest route to whoever desires destruction.” I chuckled at Phyllis’ understanding of love before glancing down at my fingers, my eyes flicking between the black and white box designs of the floor’s overlay as I contemplated whether to ask the next question.&nbs
Even if the last time I saw her was five years ago, I knew that Mother was not this terrifying. She was a beautiful, gentle soul with pretty looks that could propel any man to their feet. This was not her, certainly not!My hands lunged toward her, longing to touch or shake her awake, but some concealed potency rather held me back to the point that I just stared at her figure, my hands hanging in the air.Tears prickled the corners of my eyes when I realized I could do nothing to comfort her. My lips trembled and an unwanted lump clogged in my throat as I sank to my knees, my eyes burning as it gazed at Mother’s still form.I badly missed and needed her back. I pined for the feel of her subtle palm as she rubbed it over my back to comfort me, or the tone of her soothing voice that sounded like it could calm a turbulent wave.When I tried to speak, a gale-force wind swept me out of the cave and
WAYNE.Four days in this shitty hell hole of a Tower and I was left wondering how long I would survive it. I sat in the Balcony reading, yet again, the Volumes of Alphas.I initially was supposed to be enjoying the gentle brush of the wind as well as the soft whispers it rendered to my ears, watching as the leaves danced to its tune and as the birds perched from a branch to another, singing their beautiful choruses.I was also supposed to sit here and watch the gentle noon sun just when it decided to reveal its glow after four full days of teeming rain, but here I was trying my best to get something out of this freaking mating chapter before me. Phyllis had literally ruined everything I had mapped out for the day when she walked right into the Balcony and jammed the book to my face once again.My eyes now glared at the slowly stirring, abandoned Chamomile tea on a side stool before I reached for t
Flynn exhaled the breath he did not know he was holding before glaring at the faces of the Firnes and walking past them into the hall. Candelabras hung against the walls, their candles burning away its flame and brightening the cosmic space. Flynn could see that a narrow path was flanked by a quite vast pool of clear waters, the candle flames glimmering on it.He whipped his head around the environment in a bid to search for who had spoken earlier but it rather seemed that he was the only one in the hall before a flash of white light suddenly appeared in front of him that he had to shield his hands over his head to protect his eyes from the light’s intensity.He heard the soft thudding of feet echo when the light began to fade, dropping to a light ball in a woman’s palm. The latter walked forward with a pink, chiffon fabric draped over her shoulders and barely covering her bare breast, cascading all the way down to her lower unco
I watched the King hurry toward Father instead and pull the Latter’s stiff body up, his hands trembling with what I noticed to be fear. “I will take you back to Coral shore, Gastro.”“No,” Father objected. “I need my wife and please take Lucerne away instead; he seems so scarified by the whole occurrence.” The Vampire King looked down to see Lucerne, who was probably at the age of five or six, stuck to Father’s left leg. The man’s eyes then wandered to Father’s bleeding wound before he leaned down to smell it. His eyes bulged and fright whipped across me.“Demons bane…” he muttered breathlessly, terror vivid in the tone of his voice. He seemed to fear for Father as much as I did now, knowing that an impending death was the inevitable fate of the latter. I recalled the time Father had passed away, when he made mention that he was one poisoned with the b
I wrecked my hands into my hair when it seemed like the image was going away, but then darkness reigned over me too quickly as a clangor sound resonated in my skull. I heard a loud incantation, precisely from a voice I could quickly recognize, before the next image lashed in. This time, it was this room. Alpha Gar lay still on the four-poster bed, looking like he was sleeping, as his breathing heaved steadily.I shrieked when I heard the noise of tearing flesh and screaming men along with resounding thudding outside the door before it blasted into pieces, dust clustering in the spot and a mingling metallic smell of sandalwood and bleach filling the room. A green-robed man walked in, his huge muscles ripping as he advanced toward the bed. He was tall, but not as I was.His dark hair was dressed in a pompadour hai
WAYNEDaylight was pretty sucked away too quickly when I lifted my hands above my head and stretched my knocking bones, my body aching so badly, feeling like it ripped through my flesh as I brought them down. I glanced at the spot where Flynn once sat. He was gone a long time ago. Was it a few hours into noon? Certainly, he was not the type to endure a long day of studies like I did.“Can I retire now? I can feel the comfort of my bed calling to me,” I muttered with a yawn as I averted my gaze to Phyllis. She remained seated across me, watching keenly to make sure I never missed any word in the book. I guess that was how unoccupied she was. The witch nodded and reached for the book, her eyes squinting the moment they met with the sepia yellow pages.She gestured for me to stand but before I could obey, the Library door opened and a balmy-looking Lady walked in. She was a servant, I could tell, judging from