Amelia’s point of view: I stirred awake when I felt something tickling my nose. I blindly tried to swat it away with my hands but whatever it was, seemed incessant – like some itsy pitsy mosquito. It kept disturbing me.Groaning, I pried my eyes open only to briskly squeeze my eyes shut again. It was too bright. What the heck? I had drawn my curtains last night before going to bed.I swear to God if Alejandro opened those curtains, I’ll – wait a second! Since when was my room this bright in the morning? I pursed my lips and tried opening my eyes only to find an unfamiliar face hovering above my face and staring right back at me with genuine interest shining through their eyes.My mouth opened in a frozen scream as the person leaning above me covered my lips before I could utter any kind of noises. Jerking away from her, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, disgusted at this person’s touch.Keeping my eyes on the unknown teenage girl, I threw back the bed sheets and scrambled ou

Amelia’s point of view:Without another word, he stormed out of his bedroom, leaving the door to bang shut behind him. I jumped at the noise that echoed inside the room.He was mad furious.But I couldn’t care less. He’d already imprisoned me here, in his bedroom. He’d already made up his mind and announced his decision. What more can he do? Hit me…? Honestly speaking, I wouldn’t be surprised if he did so just to keep me here as his destined mate.What did I expect? He is just as wild as those rogues that tried to hurt me when I’d first ventured into this forest.‘Don’t forget he protected you every time you were in danger.’ My conscience reminded me.‘No, he saved his destined mate. If I was nothing to him, he’d never have protected me.’ I refused to believe it.‘How can you be so sure about that? He might be telling the truth. He might have really fallen in love with you at first sight.’ My conscience insisted, trying to make me see things in a different light.‘Might,’ I repeated t

Amelia’s point of view:‘What the hell was I thinking?’ This question struck my mind, but then Alejandro pinned me against the wall, his deliciously hard body pressing onto mine with wicked heaviness, and everything intensified.Sparks, lots of electrifying ones, overlapped one another.The past few hours had been so charged, so heady, that I’d almost lost sense of myself. Thrown back into the past, yet still rooted in the present. It felt surreal.The first kiss had been like coming to the place where I was supposed to be, here with him, I thought weakly, even as it made my entire body ignite at his touch.But this one had me as though my body was no longer under my own control, reacting to him on an utterly primal level, whilst my mind had no say whatsoever in the matter.I was vaguely aware that I should object, but instead my hands were threading through his hair, my mouth tingling with every brutal pass of his tongue, my body elevated with the hard, altogether too familiar pressu

Alejandro’s point of view:At first, there were just those vampires and that too, the Vampire King himself trying to harm Amelia but now, that hunter was also after her. To keep her safe, I had to bring her here against her will. If they’d get to her, they might kill her just to hurt me.The enmity between us started way before I’d even been born. I don’t know what exactly happened that led to us being enemies. My parents ended up dying while protecting me from those vampires.To make matters worse, hunters started roaming our forest in search for our kind to prove to humans that we do exist but we don’t want to be found and definitely not by them.They’d treat us like abomination that needed to be erased completely from this world.It’s quite funny though! We were here before them.Just because there are billions of them and only about a million of us; doesn’t mean that they’ve got some kind of power over us. We are both being governed by someone of sovereignty.We all worship God –

Amelia’s point of view: “Well, let me just mark you then,” Alejandro slipped his free hand into my hair and drew me near as he leaned down, his eyes gazing at the spot he was more than ready to mark since the very first day he’d met me. “No,” I cried, my eyes tearing up. "Please!" I pleaded, gripping onto his shoulders. I felt a very contradicting feeling at that moment. I wanted to push him away but at the same time, his closeness and warmth comforted me in a way where I felt safe. I could do nothing else but to beg him not to mark me. I wasn't ready. "Please, don't do this!" I closed my eyes, buried my face into the nape of his shoulder and hugged him tight. He went rigid, not having expected me to hug him like that when I was afraid of him. Shaking my head, I tried to stop my tears but alas!Fuck! I was supposed to be strong but I was being such a crybaby right now. It was embarrassing to say the least. "Shush!" I felt the muscles in his upper body loosened up as he wrapped