All Chapters of Moonlight Queen : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Alexander laughed "Anne has nothing to offer me so I definitely want nothing from her either, don't tell me you don't trust your own brother Drake."Drake shook his head "of course I don't trust you brother, you don't dedicate your time to women expect they have something you want, now I have been beginning to wonder what you're up to with that missy."Alexander laughed "maybe I just want to turn her into my puppet, drain her at will and compel her to forget afterwards, great right?.""That's madness! Absolutely ridiculous!" Drake yelled."Then what do you call your random sucking of blood and compelling them to forget about it?" Alexander fired back."At least they don't know me, I have never confessed love to them so it's not betraya, they just fell a prey and I fed on them" Drake said in anger."Well mine isn't betrayal, I just want to have one source of blood, is that too difficult to ask?" Alexander asked widening his eyes.Drake stared at him

I took a deep breath, the conversation was finally over.Kayne stood to his feet "I just wonder what you're hiding at school.""What's that supposed to mean?" I fired back looking upset.I wasn't ready to give him a single chance to make any negative comment about me or suspect me of anything."I just don't understand why my fiancee would say no to me, I only asked for a date, not that I asked you to kiss me or something" he said in anger.I folded my arms "Kayne I said no, I don't want that, is that too hard for you to understand?"His eyes popped out in fury "now I'm so sure their is something you are hiding! You don't want me to see your numerous boyfriends at school huh?""What??" I couldn't believe what my ears just heard."You heard me Yvonne! I wasn't really serious about the date of a thing, I just wanted to know your reaction, everyone already noticed that you don't like me neither do you want to marry me but listen to me young lady,

Her aunt grabbed her arm. “I know why you’re here, but just make sure you don’t bring any trouble my way, or I won’t hesitate to deny being your guardian.” Anne chuckled. “You don’t have to worry about anything, Aunt. I’ll do my job slowly and quietly and vanish before anyone understands what’s happened. If you don’t mind, I have work to do.” Her aunt tightened her grip. “Bringing boys to my house was never part of what you came for, was it?” “It’s a gradual process. I’m only playing the cards the right way, just to save your ass while I’m gone. Or do you want it the rough way?” Anne retorted. Her aunt was speechless as Anne snatched her arm away. “I guess not. So allow me to do this my own way and quit monitoring me.” Her aunt scoffed. “Who said I’m monitoring you, Anne?” “Oh, yes, you are. Stop it. I know exactly what I’m doing,” Anne shot back. Her phone rang, and she picked it up. “Hey, Alex, you called back.” “Sure, will you be at the bar today?” Alexander asked. “Of cour

I longed for a partner who cherished me just as I am, someone who valued my opinions and listened to my voice. But Kayne seemed determined to mold me into his image, to shape me according to his desires and preferences.As I attempted to speak, my lips trembled uncertainly. I wasn’t sure how to articulate my feelings, and before I could find the right words, he handed me a glass of wine. I accepted it with a grateful smile, using the drink as a distraction from the turmoil within me.“The wedding is only a few weeks away,” he remarked, breaking the uneasy silence.Pretending not to hear him, I kept my eyes closed, savoring the wine in my mouth.“Yvonne, did you hear what I said?” he inquired, his tone tinged with annoyance.Startled, I pulled the cup away from my lips. “What was that?”He sighed, shooting me a knowing glance. He saw through my pretense, understanding that I had heard him all along. “The wedding is in a few weeks.”“Oh, wonderful! We should celebrate,” I exclaimed, reac

I couldn’t fathom his indifference to my well-being. As his daughter, shouldn’t my happiness and welfare be his utmost concern, rather than blindly adhering to traditions that threatened to shatter my life and happiness? His unwavering gaze bore into me, filled with fury that seemed to consume him. Tears streamed down my cheeks, betraying my inner turmoil. “What about what I want, Father? Doesn’t that matter to you?” I choked out, my voice trembling with emotion. He shook his head dismissively. “Nonsense! Your desires hold no weight, Yvonne. Tradition and family are paramount. You must face the consequences for your actions,” he declared, his tone unwavering. I was dumbfounded. How could he say such things to me? I had only defended myself. My mother had warned me of this earlier, but I had refused to believe it. Was my father not thinking clearly, or was he under some kind of enchantment? Turning to the men standing behind him, he issued a chilling command. “Drag her away and lock