None of the guests seemed to be aware of how they could lose their heads in any second, ignoring his cold fury. Despite his cruelty towards her, Danica was appalled by how they did not even bow at the sight of him or how they refused to talk to him with respect while they were all vampires and he was their crown prince.“Took such a long time, did you?” “Look how pretty he is. Obviously, he needed some time to put some makeup on.”The guests, dressed in suits, laughed between themselves, standing in the middle of the hall, their eyes darting around. For nine people, the hall was simply too huge. Reign had dismissed all the guards at the beginning of the meeting. “Where is Magnus?” Sitting side by side, Danica could hear the hidden pain in his question. “You made us wait forever and now you want to know right away where your p**sy of a brother is? Ooooh! I’m so scared, looking at that beautiful angelic face!”She fidgeted in her seat, wanting to get up and slap that mouth. She soug

It had been four days since she had left him in that nightmarish hall. The last she had seen him was when she looked back and had a glimpse of him in her mid-run. ‘My God,’ she had gulped.From a distance, red sparks appeared to have filled the entirety of his eyes. His head turned in one jerky movement and he looked at her. For one second, and he had continued his massacre, allowing only a few to escape. Four days she had not seen him, and she doubted she’d see him, ever again.Knock! Knock!Dread replaced drowsiness. Tensed, she grasped the bedsheets. Another day had been wasted, yet again, to find her escape from this awful house full of tortured people. Last night, she had not had a wink of sleep because of heart-wrenching cries from right beneath her bedroom, just like the nights before. So far, they had yet to impose any physical torture on her. They had treated her almost like royalty. Almost, because they had locked her up in this room soon after her arrival while they kept r

The table leg slipped out of her trembling hand. She couldn’t attack her own father, although she did not feel any endearment for him, from him. All these revelations overwhelmed her enough that she backed away till her legs touched the bed. “Release him if you’re my father! You forced him to come here, didn’t you? He has nothing to do with any of this.” Marc was back on his feet. Amidst his violent coughs, he reassured, “Dani, I’m okay. Don’t w—” Fragor raised his hand. “How dare you interrupt me while I was speaking with my daughter?!” He convulsed again with his eyes nearly bulging out. “What are you doing?! Stop!” She swung her leg. Before her kick landed, she was thrown away. Given the sharp pain, her left arm was broken. Whirring motions entered the room. She hurried to her friend as his convulsion stopped. Timely, the world around her spun yet again. Despite his best efforts to defend himself, he was being dragged away. “Where are they taking him?!” she screamed her he

At a guard’s announcement, somebody was making a heart-wrenching scream: her. ‘Reign Hrudnand Eclipsis,’ the guard had announced. Hands were roughly shoving back down into her seat while she didn’t remember she had stood up. She would not back down without a fight. Her fist hit one vampire’s jaw. She dodged and struck. She was much faster and stronger than she had ever been, but all those came down to nothing against a group of vampires. ‘Please stop,’ murmured a voice in her head. ‘For me.’ “How insolent! You dare communicate with my daughter right under my nose!” Fragor roared inside and outside of her head. “I’m not your daughter. Reign!” she raced to the doorway. Nobles stood still as though nothing strange was happening; how eerie. They were under some sort of spell or mental manipulation, she realized, just like the crowd along the way. Despite the earlier voice, he had yet to enter. Her father was seething on the throne behind her. Then he entered, wearing a wry smile. She

That did not surprise her. All of Fragor’s followers hardly consider her a princess anymore since they realized what she was for their king: a device. This sentinel must think the same. He must not feel the need to grace her with a response.She left the chair and went to the wardrobes where she had found the blanket, all along feeling a hawk-like gaze on her back. It seemed her remaining few days would be even more suffocating than her previous days. While Eirene hadn’t given a damn about her well-being, she had kept her good company most days.This new person… she sighed, placing the blanket in the far corner where she had found it. She went to the bed and sat down in the middle. There was no scenery to look out. No sunlight. She had wondered how the sun would feel against her skin since the seal on her arm was gone and she was a hybrid. Hours must have passed while she was sitting on the bed and the person at the door had yet to move at all. She got down from the bed to take a bath