All Chapters of Bound by the vampire's temptation: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Raven Vlad and I were so confused and didn't know the next step to take. Dora had warned Vlad to be very careful and lay low because Dimitri had informants everywhere. It was even dangerous for us to call her, as Dimitri could trace the call and hurt her. Vlad couldn't sleep and kept thinking the worst. Zarek and I stared helplessly at him. And as for me, my thoughts were filled with self-loathing and the nagging urge to ask for my dad's help tugged in my heartstrings. But it was very unlikely that my dad, a Lycan, would help Vlad and the vampire king. The possibility was almost impossible. He was never going to take me seriously. And the thought made my belly knot nervously. I could sense the frustration in Vlad's eyes. He was like a locked-up bull, searching for a means of escape. He had stopped smiling, answering questions with minimal responses, and kept sighing constantly. He seemed to prefer talking to Zarek more than me, and that infuriated me because he made me feel lik

Lucian It was the fourth day of staying in this dreadful dungeon. The king kept to himself and his hatred for me burned off him in thick waves. He sat hunched on a wooden stool, his back turned towards me, clearly displaying his resentment and creating an emotional rift between us. I felt utterly foolish for not delving deeper into my father's true nature before condemning him. The king blamed me for everything, casting hostile glares that I could no longer bear to meet. Did I blame him? Hell no. This was entirely my fault. I had betrayed him, aligned with Dmitri, and now I was paying the price. It was unbearable to watch him glare at me and more painful that the guards had no respect for him. They'd come in, toss two bottles of water and measly bread, mock the king, and lock the door shut. Escaping was impossible as two guards were stationed outside. I didn't know how long I could stay in this horrible, dark room. The darkness was suffocating and it would be a miracle if we ha

Raven It had been two long days since Vlad's unconsciousness, and the more the hours went, the more my heart ached with fear. It was so difficult to see the one I loved on the bed unconscious without any sign of life in him, with the tubes and wires connected to his frail body. I couldn't tear my gaze away from his pale and fragile face, searching for any sign that would give me hope. My mind was in turmoil. Vlad was young and would be nineteen in a few months. Why would the universe allow this to happen to someone so young and innocent? I couldn't give up on him, not after all the pain we had gone through. Unfortunately, his father was beginning to lose hope. I saw it in his voice, his actions, and mannerisms. And because I had no one to support me, I was beginning to doubt myself as well. I watched the king stand on the other side of the bed with sorrowful eyes. The stake had struck dangerously close to Vlad's heart, and not the center of his heart. A small piece of the shar

Lucian The battle raged, ongoing and unending and our determination to capture Dimitri dazzled. This was like a challenge for King Jalen and he didn't take it lightly. We hadn't left the island, nor had we slept in two days, and knowing how manipulative Dmitri was, it would be extremely difficult to find him. My heartbeat blazed with hatred for him. I couldn't wait to find him and end his life. He had destroyed mine and to date, I blamed myself for everything. My father didn't deserve the shocking betrayal he suffered at Dimitri's hands. It hurt me more because I'd given him the power to control my life. I wanted him dead. His wounds were still fresh in my heart and that's what fueled me to crave to cut his throat and make his blood splatter everywhere. King Jalen and the Lycans were very powerful, mobilizing cavalry soldiers and Air Force in search of Dimitri all over the island. But they underestimated Dimitri. I knew what he was capable of. We tore through the island with

Raven Staying in the hospital sent a crushing despair to my heart and I feared the worst, especially because Vlad wobbled between life and death.My expectations hung on a thin thread and seeing Vlad not responding was heart-wrenching and hopeless. But the good news that Dimitri was dead somewhat quenched some of the ache of loss in my heart. That monster deserved to be sent directly into the deepest parts of hell, with his balls cut off and stuck up his nose, a thousand times over for doing this to Vlad.King Vladislav sat on a plastic stool, whispering into his phone. Dora, Vlad's nanny was overwhelmed by the news and collapsed immediately after she heard it. When she woke up, the king requested to speak to her.While he was on the phone, I managed to sip the lukewarm coffee one of the nurses got from the hospital cafeteria, providing a much-needed caffeine boost.The king sighed loudly, his face in a morbid gloom."So, how does it feel now that Dimitri is dead?" I asked in a lo