All Chapters of Bound by the vampire's temptation: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Raven My feet hurried through the bustling school corridors and I was headed to the library. I had to do something to fix my grades, especially now that I was in senior high when it was a humiliation to flunk out. I had to maintain a good student persona and not get distracted by Vlad and the damn staff of authority. Vlad had his future set. He was great at sports and his dad was so influential that he had a spot in the best universities. My cred was already bad after returning from rehab. Knowing that if I didn't study enough, I could miss out on graduation fuelled my drive. It began drizzling as soon as I got to the library. The building was quiet as usual, with a few Lycans studying in groups and vampires reading on their own. I ducked my head at the sight of William who was browsing through the shelves. The last thing I wanted was to chitchat. After finding an empty table tucked away in a quiet corner away from prying eyes, I fished out my calculus textbook, determined to g

Raven Against my will, I glanced around the class, checking the vampire section for any sight of Vlad. He was nowhere in sight and my burden grew by the second, wondering what was up with him. No matter how hard I tried to focus on the lesson, my mind kept drifting back to his absence. My cheeks burned in shame for investing my feelings in that douchebag who couldn't care less about me. "Taylor, have you seen Vlad today?" I pulled her hair aside and whispered in her ear. Taylor gasped, turning slowly to face me with eyes wide like two boiled eggs. "What the fuck, Raven?" She glared at me, " Why are you asking me about that stupid boy?" I sighed, drawing doodles in my book. "It's nothing personal. I just... Well, we have to discuss our project." Taylor relaxed, shrugging nonchalantly. "I don't care about him or any bloodsucker. Maybe he caught some STD or something." Her chin geared back and she burst into loud laughter. I shook my head at her foolishness. "No, seriously.

Vlad Dimitri walked in, bathed in sweat. My heart began pounding with raw fear and hatred for the swine. He rushed to me, throwing the untouched plate of beans on my face. I gasped in shock but got over it, relieved that it wasn't scalding hot. I wiped the gooey stuff off my face, breathing hard. Dimitri's eyes were wild, unfocused, bloodthirsty, and burning with an anger that didn't scare me. As far as I was concerned, he was a fucking coward. "I hate you so much," he spat. "I've never hated anyone in this world the way I hate you. And I can't wait to kill you. Give me the damn staff! He began squeezing my throat with both hands in anger, choking me and making it difficult to breathe. I could feel his hot breath on my face, and smell the bloodlust seeping through his pores like poison. The scent made my stomach churn. Dimitri always seemed to have some kind of smell, as if he had been bitten by some sort of bug. It smelled rotten and sickly. Although it hurt, I felt a

Raven I returned home for the weekend and was still not speaking to Nova. The tension in the house ran like a red-hot wire. Clarissa gave me strange looks and after muttering a greeting, I went straight upstairs to my bedroom. I dropped my bag on the floor and flopped onto the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, my mind racing in high gear. Vlad's interference in my life and my family had taken its toll on me and had turned our lives upside down. Lost in thoughts, I drifted into a deep sleep, and when I woke up, the darkness outside surprised me at how long I had slept. I made my way downstairs, and the maid informed me that dinner was ready. My heart skipped several beats when I heard my dad's voice booming through the house. The conversation at the dinner table was filled with forced pleasantries and strange smiles. I ate my meal in silence and excused myself from the table afterward. On my way upstairs, Clarissa stopped me at the staircase. "Can I speak with you outside?"

Lucian I winced, rubbing my stinging cheek. The force of Raven's slap remained. I deserved it for being so stupid to think she'd jump on me like a lovestruck puppy after I asked for her forgiveness or be easily manipulated without questioning me. Rooted on the spot, I watched her walk away, cursing under my breath. The girl was petite but bold and hostile. Thanks to that bastard, Dimitri, I'd received an unwarranted slap. My shoulders sagged like a deflated balloon. The idiot threatened me to gather information from Vlad's friends, including his girlfriend, about the staff of authority. I had two days to come up with something, and the consequences of not getting sufficient information would be brutal. But how could I ask them a string of questions without them becoming suspicious? Vlad's friends, especially Zarek, were discerning and could easily recognize a lie. It was a miracle that I hadn't gotten caught at this point. "Lucian, you're a man. I didn't raise you a coward!"