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My Benefactor Chapter 20
(Reagan's POV)"If you didn't dawdle at the last minute Cooper, we could've gotten at the airport earlier, but nooo! You just have to stuff more useless things in your damn suitcase!" I growled and nudged him roughly on his shoulders, looking for our designated seats.He shot me an annoyed look. "My prank book and accessories are not useless things, Reagan. You'll never know it might come in handy," with one last look at my irritated expression, he snapped his face front and continued looking for his seat.Derek booked three first class plane tickets bound for Athens, Greece. Why three? Cooper insisted, more like forced, us to have him tag along. He said and I quote,'I don't plan on missing the Indiana Jones experience'.I thought it was too much of Derek to go all out, though I'm content with economy class. I knew he was extremely wealthy, but come on! It wasn't like we were staying on the plane for a long period of time. But, I was outnumbered. It was two against one, and imagine th
My Benefactor Chapter 21
(Derek's POV)I woke after an hour of comatose sleep, feeling the thirst for blood searing in my throat. The room wasn't that dark. The lampshades that perched on both ends of the headrest pooled on the bed, gleaming off Reagan's skin. Her presence alone amplified my thirst, and it took all my will power to control myself. I didn't want another repeat like the last time.Staring at the love of my life's sleeping figure, I sighed and reached out to stroke her rosy cheek. Even in slumber, she still looked achingly beautiful, like an angel sent down from heaven to torture me with her beauty and charm.Wow, Derek. That was so cheesy.Not only that, I just had to chuckle softly at the irony of my thoughts. If this was torture, I would gladly take it any day, or better yet, for the rest of my immortal life.My hand moved to her soft brown locks, stroking them languidly. It was soft and smooth, as always whenever I twirled a lock out of habit. From there, my fingers traveled cautiously to he
My Benefactor Chapter 22
(Bryson's POV)I'm a guy.Typically, if a guy - a hormonal one, might I add - would confront a cat fight, the normal response would be "Wow! That's hot!", "Damn!", "Hell yeah!" or whatever was generally said to such circumstance.To such event graced the male populace, they viewed it as live sadistic lesbian porno.But, I wasn't your typical normal guy.A cat fight between two female Alerians; an ex girlfriend and a girl whom I had slept with two years ago, wasn't considered hot on my vocabulary.Brutal would be appropriate.I was shocked to say when Rebecca landed on my car's windshield with a crash, followed by a pissed off Ciara, charging like a red bull to finish her off...All I could do for five seconds was stare.45 minutes earlier...I sighed. Reagan has been incognito for two days now.I'd been trying to reach her, but as always, it went straight to her voicemail. Where on earth could she be? Of all days where I was ready to pour my heart out and tell her how she still meant
My Benefactor Chapter 23
(Reagan's POV)A Pureblood Galerian.Was that the outcome if I chose to drink blood? Surely, it was Ryder's choice, but why would dad want me to know this? He already told me all I needed to know, or maybe he wasn't specific entirely."Ryder, a Pureblood Galerian? Please elaborate," I said. To be honest, I was half worried and half curious but either way, I had to know.He nodded in affirmation. "Yes. A Pureblood Galerian, well to be specific, a Vampirian, in classification to a type of breed or specie."I tilted my head to the side. "So, how did you came to be a Vampirian then?"Ryder paused for a moment and looked at my dad for a go signal. "Is it okay, Luke?"My dad nodded in agreement. "Yes, go ahead, kid."Ryder averted his gaze back to me, his look that meant serious business. If this information was going to be gruesome for my own good, I was seriously going to be pure Galerian all the way.He started to speak in his velvety voice. "I met Luke 10 years ago in Cleveland. He was
My Benefactor Chapter 24
(Derek's POV)Ancient Thera, the classical city of the island of Santorini was located on Mesa Vouno, 396 m. above sea level. If my memory serves me right, it was founded in the 9th century B.C by Dorian colonist whose leader was Theras, and continued to be inhabited until the early Byzantine period.Luke called his friend and Alerian historian for further information. According to him, Santorini Island was the last documented sighting of Sephrina after she invoked the prophecy, gave or take a few decades or so. At some point, some Alerians had migrated to the city when the Sacred Law of Coexistence was created, thus gave them the freedom to do whatever they wanted. He said she resided there for some time, but it wasn't proven that the city was her final resting place. But, there was a temple built in honor of her mother, Chezahrina, so maybe there had to be something in there worth finding.After all, that was what the inscription said.Αρχαία Θήρα [Ancient Thera]Knowing we were des
My Benefactor Chapter 25
(Reagan's POV)'This is what happiness feels like,' I thought as I lie here in bed with Derek next to me in his hotel suite, his arm heavy across my waist. The night was peaceful, the only sound heard was the ocean's crashing waves, and I had nowhere else I wanted to be.I still had a lot of questions to ask about him being a pureblood. It was still a mystery to me and as far as I know, vampires were cold to the touch and well, he was warm like a human being."Dee," I started. "How come your warm and soft to hug? I thought vampires are cold and hard as marble?"He took on a somber look as he replied. "We are cold to the touch by humans my beloved and no, we aren't solid and hard like marble."I frowned, still confused. "But you're warm to me.""I think it has something to do with you being part pureblood," he answered with a bemused look.I couldn't be too sure but somehow, his speculation could be right. After all, Galerians came to be from a union of an Alerian and a pureblood. It w
My Benefactor Chapter 26
(Reagan's POV)'Honey, wake up,' a voice resonated in my head.I groaned softly. Who in their right mind was crazy enough to wake me up telepathically?'Sweetheart, it's me. Your dad. Rise and shine.'Oh boy. My dad was just as bad as Cooper. The two of them would make a great 'lets annoy Reagan' team. I could feel it in my bones.Slowly, I opened my eyes and was greeted by a gorgeous man who was still asleep.Derek.His six-foot-two body wrapped around my five-foot-seven frame was something I'd started to get used to. It felt natural to have his body pressed up against mine, his long, sculpted limbs curled around mine and muscular arms wrapped around my upper torso like a cocoon. I felt safe, secured and protected.God, I sound so cheesy.'Reagan?'I rolled my eyes. Dad, I'm awake,' I replied then remembered about his injury. 'How's your wound?''It's okay now. It healed nicely. Don't worry.''Are you sure?' I asked, wanting to be sure that he was okay, though he was a Galerian.'Yes
My Benefactor Chapter 27
(Reagan's POV)'Come on, Reagan. Concentrate,' I jeered internally.I tried imagining the lid popping out as I concentrated further, my head hurting from intense focus.As the throbbing in my head increased, the desperation of willing the damn thing to open dwindled and finally, I gave up. Nothing happened. What a load of horse dung."Darn it!" I growled, glaring at the piece of crap. "Why don't you just open?"Derek placed his hand on my shoulders. "Calm down, ma cherie," he said soothingly. "Don't force it."I scoffed but didn't bother to reply. To hell with that thing."Maybe we should check out the intricate designs around the object," Cooper suggested and I looked up. "There might be something there."For once, the immature pureblood had contributed something productive. Twirling the cylinder around with meticulous eyes, nothing was out of place. Just some detailed designs and what not, but when my eyes landed on a Greek word engraved in the middle, I frowned."αίμα""Dee," I sai
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