All Chapters of A delicate taste : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Illyria's POV            I hurried to my room, feeling upset and just wanted to lock myself in. Why did it hurt when he said he didn't want a woman? And who is Celeste?          My heart ached. Why claim me, if he would hide it? It's just not making sense.          I reached my door, trying to get in my room as quick as I could. As I was about to turn the handle, a hand grabbed my wrist. I turned around, just to see Kieran looking at me with concerned eyes.            “Illyria, wait,” he said while holding my wrist tight, but not tight eno

Illyria's POV      I waited patiently for him to tell me his secret. All I wanted was for him to trust me enough. His body language was telling me how hard it was for him to talk about her. Was she really that important to him, and whatever happened to her was bad enough for him to suffer like this?       I scooted next to him, sat with my legs underneath me, and looked at him intently. He was hesitant, and that made me extend my hand and grab his in reassurance. Why was I caring about this brute vampire?       He looked up and I could see his eyes glowing as he stared into mine. I could feel his body trembling as he squeezed my hand, showing his vulnerable side, one I

Kieran's POV     Of course I had to make her mad, that is what I always do. After she kicked me out of her room, I stood by the open windows on the hallway, thinking about ways to make it up to her. She was the one I wanted, she belonged to me and I was still acting like a jerk.     I was so lost in my own thoughts, that I didn’t realize the room had gotten cold until I turned around and saw the door freezing and frosty air coming from the bottom, before I heard Illyria scream my name.      I slammed the door open, but the chilly air was gone. Illyria was sitting on that bed, scared. I took her in an embrace, and kept her company until she calmed down. 

Illyria's POV ****Mature Content 18+******      It was a scary situation. Not for myself, but for Kieran. I have to admit, I am developing feelings for him. Is it possible to feel that way for someone you just met a few days ago? I’m sure the red rose mark has a lot to do with it, but what do you tell your heart when it starts beating at a hundred miles per hour when you see him?       After that man who claimed to be my father left, I hurried to my room. Kieran followed not too far behind. I needed to be alone at the moment. The news and that force of power drained my energy.       “Illyria, wai

Kieran's POV      She struggled to believe what was in front of her. As I handed Serena and Silas their own goblets with blood, she just stood there and watched. I could feel her sadness and anger, but ignored it. Her parents were priority at this moment and we needed to bring them to the castle and let Mother and Father know they were awake.      “Help me here, Illyria,” I said, trying to hand her the bag. She hugged herself and shook her head. Getting too close to her parents was something she probably didn’t want to do.       I sighed, putting the duffel bag over my shoulder so I could help them off the bed.