Chapter Thirty Nine.Anastasia's POV."Who are they? Are they going to kill us? I didn't do anything wrong, and neither did you." I am panicking. The way they are running with that such speed is enough to scare any human. If they collide with us at such speed, it would be a disaster to our side. "Oh, trust me, they won't kill you, but for me, I can't say the same. They are Hunters." When she finishes telling me, I have my eyes flared. Hunters can run at this speed?"Vampires run more than this." Tells Olivia, and I can tell that she is not boasting. "Hell yeah." I find myself saying in a whisper, lost in this unbelievable event. Olivia scoffs when she looks at the rear mirror to see them still following us, and then, suddenly, in front of, in the near distance, is a figure. The person picks up their pace, running with great speed as the ones following behind us."Don't tell me he's about to do what I think he is about to," Olivia trails off. I watch as the Hunter flies into the ai
Chapter Forty.Nicholas's POV.The moment I got here, I have tapped my presence into Olivia's head, and we can now communicate without having to talk to each other physically. I have also tapped into Anastasia's mind, but she doesn't know. The moment I did just that, my monster flows into her. From the anger my monster and I are feeling, our feelings have gotten amplified. By the way, it has been a long time, a very long one, since I have a reason to use nature's abilities. I have usually loved to depend on my monstrous abilities, which are the Vampires abilities, such as fighting with my agility: fangs, strong-ness, claws and wit. However, tonight, I got so pissed that I ripped into using my other abilities of being able to lift things with my mind. It feels good to bring the full powers of mine back and because of it, I am able to bend these Hunters to my will.With my hands spread out, I gnash my fangs, "kneel!" And they dare not disobey that other. Their training may have been on
Chapter Forty One.Unedited.Nicholas's POV."We have a discussion here, one that you are so wanting to speak of, you have summoned us all in abruptness, as I would love to place," Cornelius sighs, "hmm, I so very would love to know what it is about." He finishes, a chuckling coming from him. In another state, I would be angry at him, disturbing the conversation but I am not this time around. I am ever focused and not caring of where this would lead. In the end, they will listen. "Cornelius, would you, please, keep your lips closed? You should visiting that therapist I sent over to your Kingdom sometime. You need to learn how to be sensitive at times to occurrence." States Enit'ayanf, one of the saint within us, after Hillary. He is just as less violent as when it comes to spilling of blood, but one thing he is different in is that he and Cornelius always have issues when both are involved in a conversation. They don't agree to disagree, they disagree to agree, meaning, within their
Chapter Forty Two.Nicholas's POV.I am standing in front of a mirror in my room. I am positioned in a manner that seemed as though I am looking outside, but instead, I am locked inside my mind. Since last night, my anger has faded, although, not completely, but enough to make me think things through. I have done things that I do not see myself, wanting to talk about as of the moment, as thus is the reason why I have shunned Kira since last night. I have done something to Anastasia that I am not proud of, and normally, it is a thing I would have no regret for. However, she is different, as she is my mate, hence why I would never forget myself when the symptoms begin, when the pain that follows begins. I haven't talked with Hillary since this new day. The sun is high up in the sky. He has been trying to reach me, but I am glad that he doesn't press my forcing my mind to open up to him. He is so understandable and cultured in most things that he figures I do not want to talk to anyone
Chapter Forty Three.(Unedited)Anastasia's POV. I am frozen in a spot. However, I can breathe well. I find myself not panicky, even though, I feel lost and locked away in some sort of darkness I cannot escape from. It feels weird: I feel weird, but then, I pay attention to my surrounding. I could feel something sort under me. My face, too, I could feel that same softness. Not long after, I begin to sense some lightness. I can tell that the light is here, reaching for me, but I am the one not responding. Then, it struck me.I am just not opening my eyes and then, when I did, the rays of the sun shoots into my eyes, sending my brain the signal to close to my eyes just as fast I had snapped them open. Quickly, I turn to the other side, facing the other wall of the room. When I open my eyes again, I am okay. I have some tears, brimming the surface, but it's nothing to worry about. Sitting up, my hands positioning me to be comfortable enough, I figured I am not in my room. Wait, is th
Chapter Forty Four.(Unedited)Anastasia's POV.Nicholas and I haven't talked for the past fifteen minutes, I assume. I have my eyes centered on the pasta, waiting for the water to dry, since Nicholas has added too much water, at first, I supposed it won't be as edible as it should be. I know he is behind me, but I do not want to turn to look at me. I feel as though there's a fire placed behind me, not hurting, but calling to me; it is as though, his eyes cause that needing burn. It is about another five minutes later when I begin to dish our plates. He's taken his seat, and for some reasons, my subconscious is screaming, "wife-y," at me as I pass him his drink after. I am smiling, hard, and take my seat next to him. Since the small table is circular, there's no actual head seat. With his figure, being so close to me, I could almost feel his elbow, touching mine. I am so glad he cannot read my mind, or I would be doomed with embarrassment. "Anastasia," Nicholas calls. When I look
Chapter Forty Five. Nicholas's POV.I haven't eaten that much of human foods in a while. I come from the supernatural realm, so what do you think? I mean, I have been on this earth to have seen a lot of changes in it, specifically on this part of human evolution on foods, but in contraction, I still find no great satisfaction in it, and that's because my father never allowed me nor my sister to have a taste of it. I started right after his banishment and imprisonment. Anyway, that isn't a lovely story, so I do not need immersing in it. Kira is pissed at me. I have blocked her from my head, as she is using not only her artificial intelligence, but the power of witchery in her system to bombard my mind with unnecessary complaint. At this point, I do not regret what I did to Anastasia. The fact that she is fine and smiling, it is such a good change for her. This is what she would want, regardless of her firstly asking for her consent if she would like me to take away her memories of
Chapter Forty Six.Nicholas's POV.Anastasia makes me endure things that normally I would not. Like, for example, I have been listening to her tell me about the first part of the movie, which is something, if another human or even a Vampire, for example, one like Cornelius was doing, I'd have shunned them or manipulate their minds to see me still interested in listening when I am not. I may not even be there anymore, but create an illusion in their minds to think I still am. Speaking of Cornelius, that dude is a confused fellow to himself and a confusing one to people around him. You wouldn't imagine an uncultured creature such as him could find delight in human movies. If I remember correctly, that is the only thing he sees humanity useful for, and again, it all boils to his entertainment.We arrive at the Cinema house. Getting down from the car, I hurry to the other side and get Anastasia open her door. "I can do that by myself, you know. But thank you." She tells me with delight