Good..bye.

Lucille’s POV

 

“He is a fricking Vampire, that wants your blood.”

 

It sent a jolt right down my spine, leaving me with a nasty taste on my tongue. I didn’t like the sound of that.

 

I should be disgusted, rather scared but...

 

The only human that ever loved me cheated on me with my best friend and had the face to insult me with his lips.

 

His face always beamed when he saw me, with a cheerful laugh when talking to him. I thought I was the only one.

 

But his love was hypocrisy.

 

But these men stood by either side of me. Standing there as if they had known me for eternity and wouldn’t eat me if I made one wrong move.

 

One was a one-night stand and also someone I just found out was my mate, and the other was my pen-pal Davis, who turned out to be a vampire.

 

Who deceived me and lied to me about his face and name.

 

He is a vampire and what he wants with me is quite unsure. Why would he seek me if not for something life-threatening?

 

Everything was becoming suspicious, but I had to calm down and analyze the whole situation. These were dangerous creatures a human like me couldn’t handle.

 

I should be scared of them, but for some reason, their warmth radiating from them blanketed me.

 

"Why did you lie to me...?" I hoarsely asked, trying to hide the fear I had swirling in my eyes and my heart. I gripped the hem of my dress tightly. I was too tired to think anymore.

 

"I didn't lie to you. You just didn't ask," Vlad gruffly replied, and I couldn't refute his words.

 

Well, then again, it was my fault for not sitting my pen-pal down and trying to gauge out what he actually was.

 

What was I supposed to ask him, are you a blood-sucking villain?

 

I ran a hand down my face and returned my gaze to the marbled floor. My thoughts in disarray on what I was meant to do at that moment.

 

It would be better to make a run for it and toss myself out the window.

 

But no, that would only end up with me dead or worse, caught in their arms and then locked somewhere else for my protection.

 

If I were to stay with Vlad, what are my chances that I would survive?

 

He is not after my blood? If he was after my blood, wouldn’t it be easy to corner a defenseless human like me?

 

And wouldn’t he have taken it since?

 

I squinted my eyes at him, and then looked at Ron. He looked like a tug on running around in an alley. He didn’t look innocent, but at the same time, he looked defenseless—like he was about to cry.

 

My heart ached at the sight. I turned my head so fast so I could ignore him.

 

Going with Ron wouldn’t be a bad idea since he doesn’t suck blood. He would take care of me and pamper me, since I am his mate. But I would become a Luna to his pack.

 

"Lucille..." I felt a light touch on my arm, and I flinched away from it. When I turned to look and saw that it was Vladimir.

 

When did he get so close?

 

His eyes had returned to their healthy set of dark eyes, but I could still imagine that red color on him.

 

The weak and soft expression he put on seemed to me like he was regretting his actions.

 

"Look, I know what you are scared of, and I am not a bad person. If you don't trust me that much, you can..." He stopped, and I raised my head to look at him, expecting the next words he was about to say.

 

I saw him shift his gaze to Ron, and I also did the same. Ron didn't talk much, that I know, but the bitchy gaze that he gave Vladimir was enough to hang a soul. I bit my lower lip.

 

Unfortunately, Ron didn't know me so well.

 

"You can go with Ron if he would make you happy," Vladimir suddenly said and turned his back so he could face the big kitchen door.

 

I was flabbergasted. Was he being for real?

 

I looked at both of them in a hurry. Ron walked up to me, and standing in front of me, he made me mock my height. I blushed but pulled my head down immediately so he wouldn't notice my intention.

 

What was I thinking in such a situation!! Damn!

 

"Come, let’s go, Lucille. You will be safer with me than the vampire." His deep baritone voice swam into my ears, and I was almost swayed to nodding my head.

 

I slowly shook my head. How could I leave my pen-pal that I had just met recently? There was a lot of explaining to do.

 

"I have known Vlad for a long while now. He wouldn't hurt me no matter what." I softly said, my voice a tiny tone compared to the one I usually use.

 

I only knew him online though. But even if it was dangerous, I needed to know everything.

 

"You don't know that. You don't know his motive!" Ron snapped at me.

 

I was rattled. Why was he shouting at me?

 

I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Why was he even getting angry at me?

 

"That's for me to think about," I bit back. Not letting him say another thing more, I walked to Vladimir and snaked my arms around his waist. I could feel him tense up, but I didn't react to it.

 

"I will stay with Vladimir. I know he wouldn't do anything to hurt me. If ever I change my mind, I will go somewhere else but not with you." I declared loudly enough for the whole house to hear with my eyes closed.

 

This should do.

 

When I opened my eyes to check if Ron had gone, I was slightly disappointed that he was still standing there.

 

His gaze filled with rage and his jaw ticked. He was ready to raze this place to the ground, but he was holding it in...

 

That was because... of me.

 

"Ron..." I called his name softly, but he didn't flinch. I was about to leave Vladimir's side and check on Ron, but Vlad held me back by the waist, refusing to let me move another step.

 

"Since you have decided, you can't go back on your word now," he declared, with his head resting on my shoulders and his hand tightly grasping my tiny waist, but not too much to hurt it.

 

"Good... bye." I heard Ron finally speak. I bit my lips. Was I making a good decision?

 

He turned his back and began walking away. I watched him, thinking he would turn back to look at me, but he didn't.

 

He was gone, and I thought it would be forever, but...