Old Souls: Vampire Princess Vs The Last Lycan

Esther “Margaret, I didn’t see you there,” I say with what I hope appears as a smile. “Charles said you sent him out on some errand. I have never seen him so in love before." "We are very happy. I'm a lucky woman." "Are you coming? You must,” she tugs at my hand. “To the garden?” She knits her eyebrows. “Yes. Are you sure you are okay?” “Sorry, perhaps later. I’m going out for a walk.” I manage a smile. Her shoulders sag. “Should I join you?” “I won’t go far. I just need to clear my head. Wedding nerves.” I dart out of the house without waiting for her response, wanting to get out before more nosy coven members appear and convince me to stay, or worse, offer to join me on my walk. When I've ensured that Margaret has left, I get my car, and I go back to the bedroom to get my 'food.' I lead them out, my body feeling a little exhausted as I use what's left of my energy to try to listen for any sounds of approaching vampires. I haven't hunted in days since I arrived he

Dominic I draw her towards me, and she let’s out a sharp breath as our lips find each other. I turn her around kissing the back of her neck. She let’s out a gasp as my fingers move on the thin fabric of her bra, tracing her perked up nipples. “Kissing me from behind so that you can kill me again?” she exhales and turns, facing me. “I wasn’t trying to kill you,” I growl, and I move faster than Flash as I carry her to the bedroom, her legs wrapped around my waist. “Pity," she exhales. "You should’ve, because I’m going to once we done,” she moans as I kiss her neck, her legs clamping around me. “Don’t give me ideas. I’ll end you while you cum.” I let her fall on the bed, and I kiss her inner thigh. “Your toxic trait is you thinking you can make me cum,” she says breathlessly, eliciting a chuckle out of me. I undo her bra, leaving her breasts exposed to the dim light of the room. She covers her breasts with her hands, her cheeks turning crimson. “Are you okay?” I ask her. “I, I d

Esther I sink into the throne, and I stay seated, staring at the walls and feeling lost. “Penny for your thoughts, my queen?” My uncle Felix bows as he enters the throne room. “Seeing you on that throne makes me emotional. You belong there.” “Don’t call me that, I’m not a queen yet.” I smile, relieved to see him. “But you will be our queen in a few days. I can’t believe you are leaving me.” I get down from the throne and rush to him. We hold each other in a hug and complain about how we are going to miss each other. Uncle Felix has always been more like my father more than my father has. “Was Charles an excellent host?” He holds my shoulders, watching my face closely, and I instantly know that he would know if I lie to him. “Uncle, I saw Charles drink human blood from the human until there was nothing left.” I wince as the memory comes to mind. “I didn’t want to judge him, but I couldn’t stop judging. How am I supposed to spend such a long time with someone when we don’t share

Esther After the reception, and fake smiles for endless hours, I rush to my room to avoid my parents. They don’t have to tell me, but I notice how nervous they are about the vegetarian vampires who are in the dungeon, and they are probably worried that our family might be next. After taking a shower, Dominic’s scent hits me the moment I open the door, and I try to listen for his heartbeat. “Just because your scent is undetectable to others, that doesn’t give you permission to come and go as you please,” I say, standing in the middle of the room and looking around. He walks out of the closet, his face unreadable, but focused on me. “What are you doing here, anyway?” I eye him suspiciously, looking for any sign of the needle. “You think I’m going to try to kill you again?” He chuckles, holding his hands up. “What was in that needle?” “Something that was supposed to make you forget about our encounter at Kings Canyon.” He shrugs. “You think I was born yesterday?

Esther “Why is everyone acting all clueless? We know who did this.” Joan walks to the front and stands next to the stairs. “It’s our princess right here,” she points at me. “No one was speaking to you, young lady,” King Bernard glares at her. The room breaks into chaos again. ‘Charles, you knew about this? You two were plotting against me? This was your intention all along?’ I ask him telepathically, and for the first time since we got in the throne room, Charles looks at me. ‘I love her,’ he shrugs apologetically. ‘I’m going to tell them the truth. I’ll tell them about how you brought those people to get the werewolves into trouble with the law, but I made them leave.’ ‘You won’t do it,’ he grins. ‘Watch me!’ ‘If you dare, I’ll destroy your entire family. Not just you. Are you ready to reveal that you are a vegetarian? No, let me rephrase that.' He sighs dramatically. ‘Are you ready to reveal that everyone in your family doesn’t drink human blood anymore?’ ‘You are despicab