The Vampire's Blind Mate의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

It was three weeks since I left the detention center, two weeks since I attempted and failed at finding Yuuki on my own. Every vampire estate that I had infiltrated didn’t have her and I was running out of patience and hope. The last thing I wanted was to think that maybe like Victor had said, that they had sent her overseas. I wouldn’t be able to save her then and if the bloodsuckers were anything like the parasites we had in this country, she wouldn’t last a day. I couldn't, I couldnt think of her like that. Yuuki was alive. She was waiting for me to find her. I promised I would find her. And I will. I will die trying. I hurried into the meeting that was being kept inside the crowded foyer, spotting a familiar face and his eyes went immediately wide seeing me. The crowd bustles around us, humans shifting around in fear and anxiety as we wait to hear our fates. “Thomas,” He said in a hushed tone revealing his surprise. “Dammit, you got caught too?”I nodded. “Yeah. "Though it

YUUKI“No one is allowed within the kitchen or pantry quarters from tonight onwards without Giselle’s or Sarah’s knowledge or permission. ”Everyone glanced at the two women who stood to the side of Hayden, their expressions stoic as if smiling was one of the seven deadly sins. They were both dressed in maid’s uniforms, their hairs pulled back into a neat bun and their skin pale as milk beneath light, just like Hayden’s I realized. My brows furrowed wondering what the connection was but gave up. It wasn’t worth it. “Who are they?” I asked Jane. “The head Maid and the Keeper of the Kitchen, ” she replies, keeping her eyes forward. “Both bloodsuckers. ”I sigh, rolling my eyes. “Don’t you get tired of saying that all the time?” My voice came out chaste, surprising even me, when she turned giving me a a stunned expression. “I’m just saying calling them names isn’t gonna solve anything. ” “The males will handle all the delivery’s and Garnett will ensure to check them all. ” Hayden co

My strides grew longer as I made my way from the stairwell, down through the hall and into the area where everyone had gathered. Everyone. We've never had a crowd as big as the the one I was currently staring at. Actually, I've never had a crowd as big as the one I was currently staring at. At least not for centuries, not after I awoken. Hayden however was much more acquainted with it. I heard myself groan, stepping into the room arguing with myself to go in. I hated this. But I was awake. Sadly. My eyes fell on one person in particular that I could've gone without seeing. Lady Marissa. Luckily, she hadn't taken her daughter this time, but everyone else were just as irriatating. Three rows down, Luke, Hayden and May sat together. I hadn't seen May in a while, and the look she held on her dazzling features showed she was extremely worried. "Sorry I'm late, " gushed Amy, rushing past. "Lord Aiden. "She held her head low before rushing off to her seat quickly. Nonchalantly, my steps

**** WARNING. MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS. The only thing that told me that morning had come again was the warmth of the sun on my skin. The floor might've been covered with some expensive plush rug but it was still chilling cold. The room itself was cold. My head was bowed in obsience having finally admitting to myself that I was resigned to hell for the rest of my life and that made me laugh. My laughter ricocheted around the room, sounding like stomping footsteps. So damn sad and lonely it was torture. To people outside, it was seem as if I'd slowly descended into madness. I was convinced I was mad. Hearing my laughter only made me laugh even more, louder, faster, more hysterical. Perhaps I was slowly mad, but could you blame me? I was stuck in a place I resented more than life itself, robbed of my ability of sight, like I wasn't deserving of knowing what the world looked like. I was some form of monster in human form, that every time I tried to escape, to finally be freed, I was sent b

I found myself walking back through the garden, the same rose garden that Belle often sat reading a book. The same garden she'd often disappeared to when she spent her first few days here. It was exhausting having to find her everyday, the first few robbing me of so much energy, I'd sworn it wasn't worth it after thinking she might've run away. The thought of her escaping constantly plagued my mind and that made me ever hesitant to leave. I'd feared returning and finding her gone. I wasn't fearful because I was attached, no that formed much later, too late actually. I'd thought of Belle as a capture, a prisoner to be held here. A sacrifice of her people for the greater good. For them at least. I knew she didn't want to live here, she wanted to be with her family; her own kind and I knew despite my attempts, her contempt for me would only grow. It did nothing then in the past few days or weeks to follow, to change my mind. I spent no time with her, residing myself to my study or room,