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15. Fate's Curse
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Blood Bound To The Vampire King 16. Promise Me One Thing
-Gabriel- “I need your pack here within the next hour,” “Consider it done.” I get off the phone with the second pack sending their Beta warriors to protect my estate if hunters have to invade. Andreas is aware of the predicament as well and will be sending three Lycans to help us, but that’s all he can offer right now since Fenriz is in Norway. Church has royally fucked us over, and I know we’ll have to move the nest soon, but I am not going down without a fucking fight. My father built this place from the ground up, they’ll have to rip it from my cold, dead hands before I just hand it over. I burst through the perimeter of the estate, and my Harley slid out, causing me to crash right into the garage, but I just got to my feet soon after and rushed to my office. Valentine comes running out when I step foot inside and looks at me with a raised eyebrow. “We have a fucking problem,” I grumble, and he follows me down the corridors. He still has a confused look on his face, and after
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 17. The Hunter Becomes The Hunted
-Katherine- I need therapy. A full 24 hours of therapy and ECT because of all the filthy dreams I’ve been having about my captor. It’s been two weeks since I last saw Gabriel; I don’t even see him going in or out of the estate. Valentine’s visits have become less frequent, too, and it makes me wonder what’s going on. Not to mention that I’ve seen werewolves running around the estate during the day, and once or twice I saw Lycans. For some reason, I thought this was because my father had sent someone for me, but even that hope was stifled as the days passed. I’m not sure why I’m still expecting him to come for me and why I still hope he does, even after I found out the awful things about him. I suppose that a part of me refuses to believe that my father could do anything as awful as what I’ve been told. I mean… he raised me and made certain that I turned into the hunter I am today. When I think back to my parent’s relationship, I don’t remember arguments or them being unhappy. So
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 18. Dearly Beloved
-Katherine-“You’ve got to be shitting me,” Church and I say in unison while we both look at Valentine as if he’s lost his damn mind. Me, a hunter, Fated to Gabriel Priest, the man I swore to kill?“Please tell me you put something in my food this morning,” I whisper. “Please tell me you’re not being fucking serious….”A deranged giggle bubbles up into my throat after Valentine says this, but the serious look on his face immediately shuts me up. I hold up my left hand and look at the thin red ribbon leading to where Gabriel is still laying passed out and see the end attached to the smallest finger on his left hand.The Red Thread of Fate, that’s what he called it, right?Valentine has a pained look on his face when he shakes his head. “Trust me, I wish I was joking,” he says, looking over at Gabriel and then pulling me out of the bedroom with Church in tow. The place is a mess - bullets, arrows, and blood splattered everywhere, but no bodies in sight. I don’t even want to know what h
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 19. We Are Gathered Here Today To Watch Two People
-Gabriel-The woman who supposedly hates me more than anything in this world saved my life tonight. I know that I was shot close to my heart courtesy of that cunt, Xenia, but Katherine even removed those as well as the splinters. She tended to me when she could have let me die and escape, she cleaned my wounds when the door was open for her to leave. Why doesn’t it bother me as much as I thought it would? Even the way she looks at me is different, and I am not sure if I like it. Maybe I should push her a bit tonight and see how far I can get before she snaps.But those thoughts curdle in my throat as I think them… I can’t exactly repay her kindness with cruelty, can I?I look down at my chest where I was shot, and even though the wounds have closed up, I can still feel where the bullets were. Katherine did more than save my life, she saved my entire nest along with the vampires who will serve under me. I don’t think that I can use her or torture her anymore, even if her blood is resp
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 20. Ruin Their Only Chance At Happiness
-Katherine-I open my eyes to a wall of ripped muscle and tattoos, and it takes me a minute to register that I am lying in the arms of my enemy. My Fated; the man I am destined to hate and yet be with for the rest of my life. Funny how life works.With my head against his chest, I can faintly hear the thudding of his heart, and it confuses me even more that his heart is even beating. Not only that but the slow rise and fall of his chest indicates that he’s actually breathing. Do Purebloods have a different working anatomy than turned vamps? Well, the fact that Gabriel’s fangs are different from theirs, I would say so.Swallowing hard, I slowly draw my hand to his inked chest and run my fingers over the artwork. Some of the inscriptions are written in a dead language, while others are in clear Cyrillic script, especially the names of his family members. The rest looks like he was born with them because they fit so perfectly with his skin. Intricate patterns and faces, creatures, symbol
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 21. Hatred Is The Enemy of Progress
-Gabriel-I’ve lived for close to six hundred years and I still don’t understand women.One minute Katherine was begging me to fuck her, the next she was freaking out because my teasing went too far. Did I read too much into things and thought that she liked my teasing? Why the fuck does this bother me so much?Growling, I lay back on the bed and sling an arm over my eyes, growing more exasperated by the second. She’s retreated into my walk-in closet and I can hear her sniffling, but I don’t dare walk in there to comfort her. What would I say anyway? Vampires weren’t exactly made to comfort people, much less hunters, and I’m not about to fucking start now. But as much as I’m a stubborn fuck who hates to give in, a part of me hates to hear her crying and knowing that I’ve caused it.So much for torturing her, I guess.I get up from the bed and stalk over to the walk-in closet to find her slumped against the wall with her legs pulled up to her chest. When she sits like this, she looks
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 22. Break The Curse
-Katherine- “The poison will still be in your system. Please try not to strain yourself,” I manage to get out, then I rush back into what I now consider my safe space. I close the door and stand with my back against it before sinking to the floor with my heart pounding frantically in my chest. I hate that this is happening to me. Everything Gabriel does triggers me in some way or another, and there’s nothing I can really do about it. This gravitational pull toward the man I’m supposed to hate is so strong that it feels like I’m losing a little more of myself every time. With a hand to my chest, I close my eyes and take deep breaths when I hear the roar of a bike speeding away from the mansion. When I run to the large windows, I immediately recognize Gabriel on his Harley and feel a pang in my chest, knowing that he’s gone. I sigh and place a hand on the window, then my soul leaves my body when I feel something press against my head and hear the unmistakable sound of a hammer being
Blood Bound To The Vampire King 23. Enamored
-Katherine-Xenia is sleeping in a hidden compartment in the walk-in closet. She took some Advil and passed out hours ago, but I can’t seem to fall asleep at all. I’m way too wired after everything that’s happened and I don’t think I’ll ever have a proper night’s rest again. After she passed out, I unlocked the door because I didn’t want them to suspect anything and I’ve been laying here ever since. It’s nearly dawn when I hear Gabriel’s Harley accompanied by another one, and my heart immediately picks up its pace. I turn on my side and will my heart to calm its incessant beating while trying to drift off to sleep; it helps for a bit, but only until I hear my bedroom door opening.I don’t even have to open my eyes to know it’s him and when he approaches the bed, I’m surprised that my heart doesn’t give in. There’s the faint smell of whiskey on him, but not his usual expensive whiskey scent, more like he’s downed an entire bottle of it.He runs his fingers up my arm and breathes out
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