All Chapters of Fangs and Feelings { A Vampire's Kiss }: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter Thirty-Two. MirahAnger.Not at anyone, but at myself.I'd allowed these. Every single thing that's happened. From my father, to Zeke. If I'd been strong-willed, my father wouldn't have tried to force me into marrying Jayden.Now that I've finally ended things with Zeke, I expected to feel-Well, I didn't know what I was expecting to feel. But drowning myself in some shots of alcohol, locking myself in, and burying myself in my bed sheets wasn't it.I didn't need to see my reflection in the mirror, to know that I had dark circles. I hadn't eaten in days, and I felt so weak.“If you don't open the door this instant, I'll have to pull it down!” Nessa's yell outside my door made me wince.From experience, I knew she was really going to follow through with her threat. Cursing as much as my strength allowed me, I slowly clambered down the bed.“Sweet Lord!” Nessa's eyes widened dramatically, when I opened the door.“What?” I groaned. Surely, I didn't look so bad, di

Chapter Thirty-Four Zeke“Fuck,” Qyle muttered, ruffling his hand through his hair. It was the most serious I had seen him. If the situation were any different, I'd have teased him.“Who do you think is behind it?” He added, looking at me contemplatively.“I'd be fucked if I knew.” I hated this. Hated the fact that the situation was spiraling out of control. And there was nothing I could do about it.The deaths at Weasels were becoming more and more serious. I knew because I went there last night. And I was being truthful if I said I hated what I saw.“Do you think a rogue is behind it?” He asked me.I didn't miss a beat. “The nature of their wounds before their death is similar to that of a rogue's. But we all know that rogues can't perform spells. Or mask their trails. And I think-” I trailed off, and looked at him, knowing he'd understand.“You think the creature you met in that alley is tied to all of these.” He finished off for me.“I hate it that my father isn

Chapter Thirty-Six Zeke“This is weird,” Natasha said, her face setting in a prim frown. Mirah sat by her side, stealing furtive glances at me when she thought I wasn't looking. Qyle had gone to settle some urgent matter which came up.As hard as it was, I'd been trying to avoid Mirah's gaze all night. Doing so would be plunging myself into torture. Her scent was enough, without adding to it.“Everything is weird.” I exhaled, and leaned back on the couch.We were back at my apartment, and I'd been surprised when Mirah had agreed to come along.“Maybe it had something to do with the rogue-brids?” Natasha suggested, and my eyes darkened.“That can't be possible. They've gone extinct for years now.” I frowned as I countered her words. This powerless feeling; I hated it.“Why exactly am I here?” Mirah finally asked after a while. I could see the dark circles beneath her eyes, even though she was putting on makeup.Natasha turned to her. “We believe you're in

Chapter Thirty-Eight MirahOur family's residence was just as I remembered it. Completely devoid of warmth.Guards littered every corner as always, and the servants all stood in a straight file in the large living room. I felt Zeke's hands hold my wrists reassuringly, reminding me that I wasn't alone.“You're here,” my mother's smile froze on her lips, when her gaze darted towards a cold-faced Zeke.She didn't get to speak, when my father came inside. Alongside Kathryn.Words choked in my throat, and a disbelieving look made its way up my face.“What's the meaning of all these?” I asked in a cracked voice.My father ignored me, his focus on Zeke. “And who's this person?”“Someone you'd regret crossing.” Zeke said, and in spite of myself, chills ran down my spine. My father's face darkened, but before he could say a word, I stepped forward taking a protective stance before Zeke.“Don't move.” I said.Pausing more because of surprise, than my words, my parents and

Chapter Forty Zeke “Move,” I growled. The asshole ignored my words. “You look enraged, Brother.” Alex smirked, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall. “Is your little human girlfriend missing?” He probed. And that did it. I finally lost it. Punches. Yells. The sound of a staff ramming at my back. But I felt no pain. By the time my sanity returned, Alex and his mother were both lying on the floor, their bodies tainted with blood. My father's eyes blazed as he snarled at me. “What have you done?!” He barked. “Done?” I scoffed, moving towards him. His grip on his royal staff tightened. “Twice, King Elliott. My woman disappeared twice in a row. You have few days to bring her back, else the whole Weasels would pay for it.” I stared down into his eyes. “Are you speaking to me in that manner?” His eyes narrowed. I casted a nonchalant gaze towards Alex whose wounds were begining to heal. “And I'm sure you don't want to lose a candidate to the throne.” I gave hi