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"My lord has gone out since sunset and asked me to stay near you until he comes back."

She tried to stop crying in vain, thinking about the horror of what she lived in the basement, would she end up looking like that creature? Are they from his clan? Will she become like him after completing her transformation? You'd rather die than become like him.

She got off the bed, roaming the ward back and forth, unable to stagnate, unable to imagine her fate!!

As soon as Kayden returns she will ask him to kill her before she turns, he has to kill her before they come to her.

Did he go crazy to keep her here among his people?! This explains his keen interest in them! It is awesome!! You will become horrible, frightening and dangerous, eating human flesh and vampires alike, eating their children, women and men.

She crouched on the ground in the middle of the room, pulling her strands of hair in a compulsive way, crying bitterly.

"I must die, I must die, I will become a terrible creature, I must die."

Her state of hysteria frightened Lina, who rushed next to her, trying to console her, not understanding the reason for her confusion.

"Didn't you say that? You are not terrible, look at yourself, you are kind, gentle and very beautiful."

"I'm going to be bad, I'm going to be a horrible demon, a horrible creature."

Lina's feelings softened her suffering, but she did not know how to relieve her, so she was content to sit next to her, trying to comfort her as much as she could.

After Celine's tears dried, she raised her glowing and wet face from crying a lot. Lina contemplates closely, observing her beauty and the purity of her skin. She asks her amid her dry sobs, "How old are you, Lina?"

"A few hundred years, I stopped counting after the first hundred, but there is a record in the library that dates the birth and lineage of each one of us," I told her without hesitation.

"What did you look like before you completed your transformation, do you remember?"

"Uh…..yes, I remember, of course I do. I was so emaciated and weak in build, I could do nothing more than I am capable of doing now."

"After your conversion...what happened?"

"I have increased in height, lightened the color of my hair and the maturity of my body, with prominent features of my femininity. I gained superhuman speed and strength. I had immunity to diseases, alert senses, and sensitivity to sunlight, but in return I gained the ability to see clearly in the dark. Well, is there something specific that you want to know?"

"Your shape, the shape of your face, has it changed so much that you do not recognize yourself in the mirror?" I asked her thinking about that disgusting creature

"No.... Only my features have matured. After I had the features and body of a teenager who did not exceed fifteen, my features and body features turned into what I am now."

She cries in a whisper, "I'm scared...so scared..." She fell into Lina's embrace, who at first glance startled at her initiative, but she didn't stop her, but wrapped her arms around her shyly and held her to her chest, echoing tenderly.

"Do not be afraid, my lord will take care of you, he will not allow anything bad to happen to you, he is a just and righteous king who is ready to redeem us with his life, so we love him so much, we respect and appreciate him as our shepherd and responsible."

These reasons in particular increased the frequency of her crying, with the certainty that he would kill her, that he should kill her in order to protect his people from her.

He may keep it alive until now because he uses it as bait to lure these creatures and eliminate them, but what if they succeed in recovering them??

This idea alone left her breathless, desperately grappling with her inevitable fate.

I went out to the garden after sunset, because the locks on the doors and windows were not unlocked until after it was completely gone.

She walked around the garden, inhaling some fresh air, hoping to help her relax after the harshness of what she had been through during the past days. She still woke up terrified from her nap, until she was afraid to close her eyes so as not to drown in her exhausting nightmares.

Kaiden is still hidden since that day after he brought her back to his wing and went out to hunt those creatures that attack his people and eliminate them in the most horrific way.

She is still ignorant of her fate, which she awaits with dread and fear.

She lay on the green grass, closed her eyes, trying to imagine the sun scorching her skin, missing its heat, stinging, and shining light, weary of the darkness surrounding the place, since she had been deprived of its light and warmth since she had been kidnapped and brought to this sinister island.

Her limbs trembled in panic the moment she heard his voice coming close, but she returned and relaxed, ignoring his presence, recalling the horror of what she had faced days ago, realizing that the creature that she would soon transform into matches Damian's evils by a lot.

"What do you want from me, Damien? What is in me is enough for me, leave me alone."

"I became my brother"s maidservant, who had the courage to challenge me without fear."

He shouted in a sarcastic tone, kneeling near her, ignoring her desire to be alone.

"You sit here as if you were the queen of the palace, and not just a useless woman who came as a nation serving the desires of my dear brother."

She exhaled tightly and straightened in her position, facing him with a boldness that he had never seen before. She stared deeply into his beautiful eyes, scattering her feelings for some moments, but she quickly contained herself, answering him defiantly, "Maybe because I am no longer afraid of your threats." She spread her arm in front of him, calling in awe, "You want to taste the taste of my blood, take it."

Surprising him with her unexpected presentation, he contemplates the throbbing perspiration of her neck, as her main vein rushes furiously, causing his mouth and throat to dry up in desire for sustenance.

And what a pleasure it is to sip her intoxicating blood, as it was not directly from her vein that stems from the valve of her heart.

Ignoring her outstretched arm towards him, he approached her slowly, in order to prevent her from startling. He raised his fingertips and gently touched her neck, pressing his thumb to the place of her pulse. He felt his echo reverberating deep within him.

"Do you know that the taste of blood changes according to the mood of its owner....Fear, for example, is thick and saturated with a simple sweat of bitterness, and love is like a drug that invades your veins with absolute ecstasy, but hatred and hate taste like gall…"

The dreamy tone of his voice and the luster of his charming eyeballs captivated her full attention incapable of

She lowered her eyes to him, enjoying his information with interest, "And did you, and did you taste it all?!" I asked him curiously.

He drew closer to her face, brushing her skin with his warm breath, roaming with his malicious gaze around her attractive features, whispering in a hoarse tone, "Yes... according to my fickle mood, it requires a certain taste."

His proximity, the tone of his voice, his words, and his scent scattered her being, scattering her feelings in every direction, but despite all that, he was unable to entrap her under his compulsion, shocking him for a moment.

She pushed him away, pulling his hand from her neck, roaring, "You're sick!"

He laughed deeply, stunned by her pride and violence, and called out with exaggerated rudeness, "Your smell is driving me crazy, as I have never encountered it before in my life, neither in your world nor mine, and believe me, this is the opinion of an expert who has tasted thousands of women and lived through many times."

She averted her eyes from him, drowning in her disappointment, which erodes her maliciously since she saw that creature of Sirana, feeling a burning sensation running through her veins, disgusted by his words and his attention that will inevitably disappear after he knows the truth.

"It's because I'm not from either of these two worlds...I'm a terrifying alien being that eats human flesh and enjoys hurting and torturing them, believe me, I'll disgust you."

He giggled, this time relentlessly at the expressions she chose to describe herself with, completely contrary to her nature that he saw on her.

"But what makes you say this? You are not, but the idea that you are not from the human world is a reasonable, believable idea." He told her, contemplating her with interest, in the hope that he would be able to discover her secret that arouses his curiosity and madness..

She ran away from his scrutinizing gaze, embracing herself, trying to console her. An orphaned tear slipped from her eyeball, which slid down her cheek, until it landed on her lip, provoking Damian, who approached her again, noticing signs of insistence on his features.

She closed her eyes in anticipation of him, wandering between her fear of what was to come, and her need to assure her that she was not as disgusting as she had recently become.

Damian paused at a dangerous distance, watching her completely submit to his control, as if she longed for this connection but at the same time was afraid of him...

A triumphant smile adorned his handsome features. He turns his gaze to her trembling lips, watching her tears provoke him with her presence, and he only realizes when he wipes it gently with his forefinger.

« Damien!!! »

The thunderous voice came from behind her, startled her,

She rose up in his arms back to her senses.

He arrived at the palace after an absence of four days and nights.

The absence of what should have been so long, especially after the confrontation that Selene was forced into with the creature of the Siren, and forcing him to leave her in that bad condition, a period he spent washing with his guilt for his cruelty towards her, after leaving her in a very bad condition, so he returned to expecting to confront his shortcoming and compensate her, but he never expected that He sees what he sees in front of him at this very moment, his rebellious brother Damian and his unruly female, who keeps irritating him with her disgraceful and inappropriate behavior towards him and the right of his people.

Damian's body stiffness for a moment absorbs Kayden's sudden return, he despite all his reckless boyish movements, he swears that he did not want his brother to witness this intimate moment between him and Celine.

He tilted his head in his direction, staring at him coldly and boredom, claiming that what he had just witnessed was not a clear infringement of his property, and that if it were not for the blood link that unites them, his punishment would have been death.

He looked back at her and saw her trying to gather the pieces of herself that he had scattered for her. He winked at her cheerfully, addressing her in a loud voice, intent on hearing Kayden:

"See you later, my sweet, and remember that one day I will take your offer seriously and taste your sweetness."

He stood aloft, and she followed him with her errant gaze floundering amidst a chaotic whirlwind of feelings.

He walked towards his brother with slow, graceful steps as if he had all the time in the world, saluted him and crossed him inside the palace.

And Kayden stayed in his place for a long moment, watching Celine, who was trying to hide her face from him, shrunken in a pathetic way,

Are these feelings of jealousy burning in his chest like the raging fire of hell?

What he saw does not bode well, and it seems that his brother, as usual, found his way to his female, but this time he will not allow him to cross him, because that female is a red line and Damian must understand this in any way.