Chapter Seventy. Nicholas's POV. I arrive at the Kingdom just a few seconds ago and stop at my Wing. To be frank, I need a bath of human blood to restore all of my strength, but that's no worries now. I lie Anastasia on my bed, making her comfortable and pull the blanket over her to create warmth. Her skin has gotten cold and since I'm not a creature that emits warmth, the breeze got hold of her. If she was awake, she'd be shivering. Quickly, I bite myself on the wrist and pour my blood into a cup, making sure that I don't pass any impurities abreast. Done, I breathe out, shakily. My body is weakening. My healing process has gotten slow. For example, my wrist hasn't finished healing, totally. However, I push through and make her drink my blood. When I reach into her mind again, I still cannot read her entirely, but I can feel her emotions, and she's been stabilized, utterly. Furthermore, something tells me that I won't be able to read her mind anymore, not even with the influ

Chapter Seventy Two.Anastasia's POV.Then, I arrive at the spot. I have been too hasty that the woman, making the cupcakes has seen me before I could hide. But anyway, I did, running behind a wall. I hold my breathe. She chuckles, "hey, I saw you already." When she states, I beat myself mentally before I come out from my hiding. She has the sweetest smile I have seen in a while, and she's so dazzling. Seriously, everything about her attracts me. I have stared too long that my brain has imagined her standing under the spotlight, which would so much justice to her elegance. I cannot help but feel calm and walk towards her. I join her at the open spaced kitchen. "Here, do you want to help me keep this inside the oven?" She asks me as she outstretches the tray containing many cupcakes. I nod my head, and without talking, I collect it from her and do the necessary. I come to stand in front of the worktop, but at the opposite side, to her, so now, we are facing each other with only

Chapter Seventy Four.Unedited.Nicholas's POV.I have told Hillary my mind, and I have made myself clear. Fine, I did a awful mistake that's been hitting me in the ass, continuously since the time that I did. I won't blame myself anymore, as I have no further energy for it. Plus, as the King Of All Vampire's Kings, it can only make sense when I make mistakes and learn from it. As they do say, we don't ever stop learning. All that crap. So, here is where that comes in. My moment of fucking things up big time started from the time that I went against my own mate. It's the major reason why Hillary is annoyed at me. Now, she knows and that is our reality. Everything that I tried to shield then isn't under the veil anymore, so why should I still get punished? All I need him to do for me is fins a way to rectify things and that's one thing I've made clear for him. I won't allow myself dwell in the past or discuss with him my mistakes that's pulled Anastasia into danger. She's in it, an

Chapter Seventy Six. Anastasia's POV.I am staring at Ola in awe, not being able to completely believe her, but because of who I am, I am convinced that she might a human. I mean, she did even say it earlier, when I was at the kitchen with her, at the time I remembered everything. "Please, you don't look like a killer, so do us a favour. Drop the fork, please. You'll only kill a human like yourself." She says. From the way she acts and judging it with the way Olivia and the other women Vampires, if that's what they are called, that I have seen in my time here, so far, she is different. She gives me the vibe of humanity. But then, I don't know what to think exactly.When I didn't say anything, she states, "I'll drop this down, and we can talk as you eat. I think you should be hungry since you didn't eat much earlier. I would like to talk with you, and as it seems, the rain would soon drop. You'd need a hot tea anyway." She tells me as she drops the plate. I look at it and back to

Chapter Seventy Eight.Unedited.Anastasia's POV.I have been thinking about everything that has just transpired in my life within a few hours, and has changed my view of things. It's so crazy how around this time a week ago, I do not even have an idea that all my imaginations and the things that I write down in books actually exist in the human world, and crazy enough, not just in any universe, but in my own, specifically. And I still have no idea to go about it. I mean, all the pretence that makes me feel like the fool here only concludes that just as I write in my books that Vampires are smart are as they are in reality as well. And then, it just makes more sense. They have to be smart, as they have been living for a very long time. And speaking of living for a very long time, who knows how old Nicholas is?I mean, I am attracted to someone who may be the same age as my great great great grandfather, or maybe even older than all of their ages combined together. I don't know. Je