I saw Myra let out an inaudible gasp. She didn't expect me to be a by-product of a human and a vampire. "But aren't vampires...turned?"
I leaned one side against the windowsill, looking out at the starless night. I let out a shirt, humourless chuckle. "No. That's a misconception. A long time ago, vampires stopped turning humans into hybrids. That's what we call them. When a vampire drinks a human's blood then they usually drain the human out and kill them in the process."
She gasped softly. I offered her a languid glance.
"My mother made the mistake of falling in love. Despite being a vampire who was probably a thousand years old and a Royal nonetheless, made the grave mistake of harbouring such a feeling. Towards a mortal." If I could go back in time, I would have stopped her even if that would have erased my existence from the world.
Myra silently listened to me. "She pursued him. He was a rich merchant. Vampir
Myra"Raul," I whispered, the name tasted foreign on my tongue, unheard to my ears. I heard him inhale sharply and looked up at him. His intense gaze made me avert mine. His pale skin stood out even more in the darkness, ghostly and grey. My heart clenched at the traumatic experiences that he had faced. It made me angry to think that one person could be cruel enough to inflict such pain on his beloved and his child even if they weren't human and how that person was the sole reason that led Damian to the conclusion that all humans were cruel and heartless. His mother despite being undead, a nocturnal, a Royal was tortured so inhumanly. A little boy who did not deserve such treatment was almost burnt at stake. I blinked several times to hold back my tears."Why are you telling me all this?" I couldn't help but ask. We were standing side by side, looking out into the dark wilderness. The lights from candles in the room had long been snuffed out by t
DamianWhen I came back to my senses, the first thing that my unfeeling body felt was the pain. I cried out, my eyes were wide open now. I took in my surroundings while trying to forget the ver-present pain and burning. I was in the dungeon and this was no doubt the Castle. It didn't take me long to realise that my wrists were bound, my knees were throbbing with dull pain. It has been long since I felt this kind of pain. I chuckled despite wincing, this reminded me of the man who sired me. The silver chains encircling my wrist must have charred the skin there. My back also ached, the phantom sensation of what probably was a silver dagger still present.However, my pain addled brain tried to decipher as to why I had suddenly been ambushed or who had the audacity to ambush me. I tried to pull on the chains but that served to alleviate my pain even more."Still fighting, I see." An all too familiar feminine voice made me glance up. Alex
DamianThe pain that was coursing through my entire body somehow felt a distant ache now as I took in the revelation. My mouth fell open as I stared at the High Queen dumbfounded. She steadily kept her gaze elsewhere. Her jaws set in a defiant clench. She was my mother's...If one would think that I felt a sudden rush of affection or felt emotional at this discovery then they would be mistaken. All I felt was anger, the mind-numbing pain that I felt, turned into fury. How could she not do anything for my mother if she was the Queen's only daughter? Why did she let us suffer and let my mother wither away like that?"So you...turned me to save your face? So that the Council didn't question you?" I spat out. Even moving my lips turned out to be a difficult chore as the time ticked. She turned her scathing gaze towards me and huffed out a patronizing laugh, "Well I wouldn't have if you managed to fend for yourself." The last part stung more th
Damian"No....you did not...you...didn't..." I chanted, not believing and not even daring to imagine that she might have harmed Myra. In the process, I was also trying to convince myself that she was at the cottage, safe and maybe waiting for me. My heart twisted in agony. The Queen turned around. "What makes you think that I will spare her?" her question made me flinch. She was an unbiased ruler and her name preceded her. Yet...and yet she had protected me in her own way or for own sake.I lowered my gaze unable to give her a proper answer. My lips quivered as my mind chalked up different scenarios. I screwed my eyes shut. The pain and worry making it impossible for me to shut out the thoughts.She waited for a while, for what? I don't know before I heard her retreating footsteps. I sagged, my breath coming out in laboured pants. Suddenly I had no fight left in me. I did not entertain the notion of being able to save her, it would b
MyraThe first thing, I remotely felt after I came back to my senses was burning pain. It felt as if my entire body was on fire. A scream wrenched out of my lips as I felt the burning sensation devouring my senses like a fire-breathing monster. The next thing I became aware of was that I was no longer on the forest grounds but in a more...civilised place? I felt my fear spike up. Where was I? And why was I not dead?"Ah...I see you are awake." Through the haze of pain and fear, I squint to locate the origin of the voice and then my gaze fixates on Alexandra. I hurriedly sit up and glare at her, "Why am I here?" The burning sensation in my throat makes my voice sound scratchy and hoarse. She sighs but doesn't answer. Instead, she walks up to me and hands me a goblet with a sweet-scented liquid.I eye the goblet before glancing up at her. She raises an eyebrow. "Drink it and the burning sensation that you might be feeling will go away." Her
DamianMy eyes opened to a familiar chamber — my bedchamber. Surprisingly, the pain had disappeared. I sat up quickly but immediately winced at the sudden bolt of sharp pain that coursed through my body. "My lord, you are awake," an extremely familiar voice made me look towards the doorway. Andrew was entering the room with a tray in hand.He must have read the confusion on my face due to which he started speaking even before I had asked him anything. "Lady Alexandra informed me through a missive that the High Queen had taken you into imprisonment. I appealed to Her Highness and told her that, you were...being misled and taken advantage of by lady Myra...so-"But he stopped speaking midway when he noticed me glowering at him. "How. Dare. You?" I was practically trembling with anger. However, Andrew raised his chin a little defiantly. "I apologize for being audacious. However, I deemed whatever would benefit you, my lord." He lowered
DamianI hissed slightly as I felt her fangs break the sink and sink deeper. However, I kept a firm hold on her waist as she sucked on my neck. I understood her desire and so I did not wrench her away but my gaze settled on Alexandra's sagged frame. She was massaging her neck before her gaze locked with mine. Her eyes blazed with anger and contempt.She heaved herself up and sneered, "Deal with her." And with that, she stormed past me. Once again, I focussed on my mate who had stopped sucking on my neck. She pulled away and fixed her gaze on the crook of my neck. I didn't say anything, giving her time to process her actions.Several emotions flitted across her face — shock, disgust, helplessness. She slowly looked up at me, her black lashes fluttering. Pain and anguish was written all over her face. I cupped her face as she continued to stare at me silently. I felt a phantom ache, thinking that if she had been human, her lashes
MyraWhat had I done? I looked at Alice's lifeless body, her eyes bulged out, her mouth wide apart as if to cry for help but that scream, that cry was stifled forever, robbed by me. The inhuman cry that tore out my lips pierced the stillness of the atmosphere. I couldn't cry, I couldn't feel my heartbeat. All I could feel was pain that radiated from somewhere within me.I honestly don't know how I managed to take the life of this girl, the only one who had been remotely nice to me when I came here as a bride. I just had the memory of pulling myself out of Damian's hold and racing down the corridor in search of something, dazed and craving blood. After that whatever happened was blurry and like a whirlwind that destroyed everything in its wake.My eyes locked with Damian's —- my mate. He looked back at me sadly. His pale face held remorse, and I knew the reason behind it. His mate had turned into a monster now. My li