ログインClarence, the Vampire Prince, fell for me the moment he laid eyes on me. And I fell for him just as hard, just as hopelessly. I accepted his Embrace. The whole dark world knew he loved me more than life itself. He branded the rune of our blood bond directly over his heart. That lasted five centuries. Then I got the video from his new blood doll—a human stripper named Seraphina. She was sprawled naked in his lap, fresh bite marks dotting her throat. Using her own blood, she’d painted a crude sigil right beside the sacred rune meant only for me. And my mate had let her. “Clarence says my young blood is the only thing that makes him feel alive anymore,” she purred. “He says you’re a dead fish in bed, darling Molly. Time for the new generation to take over.” I didn't bother to reply. My fingers were steady as I contacted an ancient witch. “I need a glamour,” I said, my voice even and low. “A perfect human shell. One that will hide everything—my scent, my trail. All of it.”
もっと見るAVERY
“ We shouldn’t be out here. Let’s just go back, Princess. If your brother, the King finds out we sneaked out and ended up here, we will be so dead. ” My friend and helper Renee whispers in my ear.
I shake my head and shoot her a glare. “ What did I tell you before, Renee? ”
Her dull blue eyes move towards the building in front of us before she looks back at me, “ You told me to call you Ava when we are out. ”
“ Yes, that’s right! Tonight, I am just Ava. ” I point my forefinger at her. To my surprise, I see two fingers instead of one.
Perhaps, all the alcohol is finally kicking in.
“ Ava. ” I mumble, and lower my finger to avoid the embarrassing state of my mind. “ let’s—let’s just go inside. ”
It’s a big mistake. A small voice in my head keeps whispering but I can not pay attention to that.
When your heart is crushed and your spirits are beaten down, maybe, you simply can’t bring yourself to care about anything else. That’s what must be happening to me. I don’t seem to give a damn about anything.
“ This place is not for noble people, Ava. ” Renee says softly, still trying to persuade me to go back to the place I call home when it feels more like hell.
Ignoring her, I stagger towards the entrance of the shady building. The two guards standing outside push the doors open for us without asking any questions. Renee is hot on my tail, refusing to let me alone for a moment.
I hate this. People always have to follow me everywhere. It feels like I was not born alone, but with several shadows that cling to me at all times. If I am to be happy, they watch me smile. If I want to cry, I have to let them see me. If I have a breakdown like any other person, they are always there to witness it.
That’s why my mother made me learn the most important lessons of life as a royal.
Royals never cry, never show weakness, never break down. Love is not for us. Hate is not for us. Emotions, with all their variations, are not for people like us.
As for me, I am the lowest of even those royals. I am a spare Princess of a Kingdom that doesn’t need me. Daughters are mere means to gain potential allies, and that’s what I had always been.
“ Princ— ” Renee pauses before glancing around the noisy space that is filled with people everywhere.
I scan the surroundings just like her. My gaze lingers a little longer on the girls dancing around poles in the middle and then at the groups of men sitting at different tables.
“ This is disgusting, Ava. ” She sighs, voicing her opinion.
“ I know right? ” I shake my drowsy head and stumble to the nearest empty table.
The ear-piercing music overpowers the other voices, giving me the chance to silence the storm brewing inside me.
“ This is not the way to solve problems. ” She scoots closer to me and holds my hand.
“ Who said…I am solving problems? ” I huff, turning to the waiter who approaches us fast. Without saying a word, he places a bottle of alcohol and two glasses in front of us. As silently as he approaches, he leaves after he is done.
I eye the bottle sitting on the table, calling out to me. I already had five bottles. It’s enough to knock down a normal werewolf but as a Lycan Princess, I have higher tolerance.
I open the lid and pour the amber liquid into the golden glass while Renee pokes my arm.
“ We can take this and leave. This place is not good for us, Ava. What if someone recognizes you? ” Her voice is filled with fear.
“ How will someone recognize me? ” I chuckle, picking up the glass. “ Don’t you know how my brother kept me caged behind the walls my whole life? The Kingdom knows there is a Princess but they don’t know what she looks like. ”
“ He was only trying to protect you. ” Renee reasons and snatches my glass before I can drink more.
“ Protect me? ” My chest tightens at the thought. “ Does locking someone between four walls count as protecting them? Does…ignoring someone until they believe they are invisible count as protection to you, Renee? ”
Instead of running her mouth, she stares at me and does so until I get irritated by the pitiful look in her eyes. All these people ever do is pity me when I am crying, when I am breaking down, when I am roaming from one corner of the castle to the other like a ghost.
They see me, but they don’t ever…approach me. With so many shadows around me, I am still alone
“ Ava. ” She places the filled glass on the other side of the table so I can’t reach it and turns to me.
“ I thought Tyson would mate with me and finally, I will be free. At least, he won’t pretend I don’t exist. He will never turn a blind eye to my suffering. He has always been sensitive to other’s pain, right? ” A self-mocking smile curls my lips.
“ Amelia is his fated mate, Ava. When it comes to her, he couldn’t…just… ”
“ Choose me. ” My throat clogs with different emotions.
But I wanted him to choose me. I was engaged to him for my whole life. If he could only say, even if he didn’t mean it, that he wanted to choose me over his fated mate instead of abandoning me for her, maybe…
Just maybe, my heart won’t be breaking like this.
“ He said he never felt anything for me. ” My voice lowers until I can barely hear it over the loud music and sounds of cheers.
“ He does care about you, Ava. ” Renee grabs my cold hand between her warm palms and gives it a light squeeze.
“ But he doesn’t want me. ” I look down at her hands that are holding mine. “ I am sick of it…people always tell me they care about me but they don’t care enough to choose me. ”
That’s all I ever wanted, for someone to choose me over everyone else. For once, I want to be someone they prioritize instead of telling me that they care but not enough to give up something for me.
“ You have someone better in your fate, Ava. Believe me. You are a good person. One day you will be rewarded— ”
“ I am good, but not good enough for anyone. And what choice, Renee? Don’t you remember? My brother decided my future mate for me just last night. ” I pull my hand away. I don’t need her warmth anymore.
“ Ava. Your brother…has your best interest at heart. You know he loves you. ” Her eyes brim with tears but she doesn’t let them fall.
Silently, I reach out and grab the glass she pulled away before. In a single go, I down the liquid. My throat burns and so do my eyes but I can’t stop drinking. I must knock myself out tonight or else, I might end up losing my mind.
“ Best interest? ” After drinking two more shots, I turn to Renee and giggle. “ really? My brother doesn’t care Renee. He just wants to form an alliance with the enemy Kingdom, the South and so he has decided that it’s best to make me become the King’s woman. That way, Aleister Anasazi will be our ally in the war against vampires and humans as long as I remain by his side obediently. ”
Faced with the bitter reality, she releases a defeated breath and looks away momentarily. My smile falls and a frown takes its place.
“ I didn’t even recover from the previous mate they decided for me. And in a day, I have a new suitor. How ironic. ” I say bitterly and shift my focus to the amber liquid.
Renee doesn’t try to stop me this time because she knows how true I am. In a single week, my fiancé mated with another woman and my brother announced my matrimonial with another King. He only cares about strengthening our Kingdom and winning the war agaisnt the vampires and humans that have been attacking us since forever. If he has to send me to an enemy Kingdom, completely alone and at the mercy of the enemy, he will do it for the alliance.
See? My brother does care about me. But just not enough to choose me over the Kingdom. There is and always has been something or someone better than me in other’s eyes. I am not worth the trouble of giving up on things that others desire the most.
Without Renee’s interruption, I drown my sorrows in alcohol. The burn mingles with the lump in my throat and I can finally breathe without feeling as if I am going to wail any moment.
There are so many thoughts in my head. The people closest to me have all chosen the things most precious to them and in this circle, I don’t know where I stand because I don’t have any freedom of choosing anything or anyone.
I don’t notice when my vision blurs or my hands start trembling. The music becomes a thrum in my veins that makes me laugh to myself. All my senses heighten, brightening the world around me.
Everything is happening so slowly and it feels like the world is finally spinning.
“ I wish the world just comes to an end. ” I grin, dropping my forehead on the dirty table.
“ Ava. ” I feel a pair of hands pulling at my shoulder to pick me up but I can’t bring myself to pay attention.
At last, I am free. I am not Princess Avery Landric of the Kingdom of North. I am Ava—a girl who can get drunk, and pretend that the world is a happy place.
Suddenly, my sharp senses tune into an enticing scent. My nerves light up as electric currents run down my body. Shuddering, I pick up my head and look around the messy place that is still spinning.
Chasing the scent, my gaze pauses on the back of the man sitting alone in the far right corner of the bar. The hypnotizing scent draws me to him and in a daze, I shrug off Renee and stagger towards him.
After leaving Norway, I moved to a remote town in the Arctic Circle, a place where I could see the auroras.My landlord was a kind old man named Anker. He didn't speak much English, and we mostly communicated with gestures and simple words, but the quiet was exactly what I needed.Every evening, I painted by the fireplace.The familiar colors flowed onto the canvas, accompanied by the sound of the wind off the sea and the echo from the distant mountains.I read. I drank coffee. I watched the lights dance across the sky.I felt truly at peace.One afternoon, Anker knocked on my door. He looked hesitant, holding an old tablet.“Celeste,” he said, using my new name. “I don’t know if I should show you… but this video is everywhere online… about a rich man from New York. They say… they say he is dying.”I put down my brush and looked at the old man’s worried face. “What video?”I took the tablet. The screen showed a blurry video. The quality was poor, but I could still clearly see the famil
(Molly’s POV)The phone rang as I was stirring a warm drink in my small cabin in Norway.The silver spoon clinked softly against the mug.Few people could reach me in this remote place.“Hello?”A familiar voice, one that had once brought me joy, then disgust, and now only a quiet emptiness, came through the line.“Molly… is that you?”I was silent for a moment before I finally spoke. “What do you want?”“Gods, Molly, it’s you… it’s really you…” Clarence’s voice was shaking, on the verge of tears. “I thought… I thought I’d never hear your voice again…”I walked to the window and looked out at the Norwegian fjord. The distant mountains were capped with snow, glittering in the setting sun. “State your business.”“My love, I… I’m so sorry,” he started sobbing, his words tumbling out in a broken mess. “I know what I did was wrong, I betrayed you, I hurt you… but please, forgive me, I’m begging you…”I closed my eyes.Three months had been more than enough time for me to heal.“Do you remem
(Clarence’s POV)Victor let out a heavy sigh.For over a month, Clarence had barely fed, hadn’t entered his healing sleep.The entire New York Coven was in disarray.“Father…” Clarence looked up, his eyes shining with a desperate light. “I’ve looked everywhere, used every informant… why can’t I find her? Why?!”Victor knelt and gripped his son’s shoulders. “Clarence, listen to me. If conventional methods have failed, then we must use unconventional ones.”“What do you mean?”The old Prince’s eyes hardened with resolve. “Our family has built alliances across the globe for millennia. It’s time to call in those favors. I will make every vampire in the world know that we are looking for Molly.”Clarence’s head shot up. “You mean…”“A global missing person’s notice. Through our partners on every continent—the European clans, the Asian bloodlines, the ancient families of South America… we will let everyone know who the Thorne family is searching for.”Isabella looked at her husband in shock.
(Clarence’s POV)After dealing with Seraphina, Clarence lay on the side of the bed where Molly used to sleep, feeling an emptiness that consumed him.Seraphina was right. Getting rid of her wouldn’t make Molly forgive him.The vibration of his phone was jarring in the silent room.“Your Highness.” It was Marco, his voice tense but excited. “We have a new lead.”Clarence’s heart hammered against his ribs. His fingers tightened around a crystal glass. “Speak.”“A vampire in Iceland reported seeing a woman with a scent very similar to the lady’s. He thought she was human, but…”Clarence shot up from his chair. For some reason, he had a powerful premonition. It was her.“Prepare the jet,” Clarence’s voice trembled. “We leave immediately.”The winter wind in Iceland was bone-chilling, but Clarence felt nothing.In a month, this was the closest he had been to finding Molly.But the local contact informed him that the woman who looked like Molly had only stayed for a week before moving on, sa
Three days left.I sat at my vanity, staring at my reflection.Long black hair, perfect makeup, the diamond necklace Clarence gave me… all of it so perfect, so false.My phone buzzed again.Another photo from Seraphina in Paris, this one of her in Clarence’s arms in front of the Eiffel Tower.“He sa
It was followed by a photo.Seraphina, lounging on a lavish bed, her neck marred by a deep, fresh bite mark from Clarence, surrounded by love bites.Her skin was turning pale, the first sign of a successful turning.She gloated, rubbing their "ceremony" in my face.“Surprised? He said it’s the secon
I let out a small laugh, answering casually, “Oh, that’s my friend Maria. She wants to see the Northern Lights, but her human ID expired. She was just asking me about the renewal process. You know how she is with all that human paperwork.”My tone was light and natural, betraying nothing.Clarence i
“I want to go by myself.”On the way to the hotel, Clarence looked at me, confused. “Why? You always ride with me.”Because I couldn’t bear to sit in the passenger seat where his new pet had sat countless times.The thought of Seraphina there, whining for him to pull over so he could feed from her,






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