KING GRIMGOR. "When are you going to do just what Is right? The vampire had requested to see you". My father said I looked at him with remorse, not knowing why exactly he did what he did to my mother."Look father. It's over my dead body that I would appear as a puppet to a creature I am even stronger than. Do you know what you are saying, father? You should work on redeeming your wicked acts." I said it angrily, leaving his presence.I was so boiling with anger that I clenched my fist with hatred. Just because he doesn't know that I saw everything. Every one of his wives who died and was secretly buried was killed by that bloody vampire guy."He threatened to take your wife away.""What? He will do no such thing. Go tell him that if he is fine living in the palace and needs a quicker way to his grave, he should dare lay a finger on my wife!" I growled and left. I just don't want my anger to cause me to do something I might regret.My body was vibrating in anger as I got to my office

VERONICA. Coffee was lit. Much better than tea. It's one of the pleasures I didn't get to enjoy at all. I could swear that my grandmother didn't taste any coffee before her demise. I can almost imagine her curiosity about this aromatic brew, and I wish I could have shared it with her.Ever since Grimgor and I reunited, he introduced me to the world of coffee addiction. Each morning, like clockwork, he would savor his cup of coffee before heading off to work. At first, he would make two cups—one for himself and one for me—but eventually, he taught me how to make coffee so I could return the gesture.As I sat there, sipping my coffee, I couldn't help but notice the dwindling contents of the cup. I pushed away the thoughts of Emily's words that still lingered in my mind. It was hard to believe the truth of it all. I felt utterly helpless, torn between the desire for revenge, the strange but undeniable feelings of falling in love, and the need to bring justice to my pack.In times like t

VERONICAHe was furious.Yes. I saw his eyes burning in anger the moment I mentioned the vampires and Mary's death. At first, I had to lie and say that it was all a dream, but food!I just opened up to the smell of chicken. Something I actually crave.Sometimes I wish he could be a little less kind to me so I could control my skipping heart.Knowing that he already knows justifies the letter I took from Mary's cold hands. The vampires were after me, and as much as I care, I know I have the power to kill a Lycan, not to mention defend myself in the mist of vampires.There are quite strong and they have their own supernatural powers, but not like the Lycans. I don't know why they would want to start a fight with the Lycans in the first place.Just because a few of them were sheltered in their pack?Or are there no werewolves or Humans alive outside the castle anymore? I can't tell, and I can go out there to confirm.I hate the fact that I just fall sick anytime I skip meals. If I eventu

KING GRIMGOR"How dare you do this to my mate!' I yelled, looking at Veronica with bruises all over; she was weak and tired."Because your fuvking mate did this!' I heard a voice say, There is no need to ask; he is burning in anger. I looked around—bloody corpses everywhere and the reeking smell of rotten blood. If Veronica did this, then I am pretty proud of her.I rushed to where she lay, almost drained of her energy. I hugged her to myself as I carried her up. Anger surged into my veins as I watched what an asshole did to my mate."Let her go, and I will do your bidding," I said now, carrying Veronica in my hands. She was not so heavy-weighted, but trust me, with all those good things she ate, she wasn't light either."The man teleported himself to where I was. The vampire king He reeks of blood as well, as he stares fine at Veronica and more intentionally at her laps, which were showing abit due to the way I carried her. I used one of my hands to get rid of half of my jacket and

KING GRIMGOR.I thanked the doctor once again for his help and assured Veronica that she was going to be fine Then I turned my attention to Sam, ready to hear what he had discovered."According to my sources," Sam began, "the vampire king's fortress is heavily guarded, and it's situated in a remote location, making it difficult for a large army to attack directly. However, there's a secret underground passage that leads to the fortress, known only to a few trusted vampires.""Then that's our way in," I said, feeling a glimmer of hope. "If we can get through that passage undetected, we might have a chance to surprise the vampire king and stop the ritual.""But that's not all, my king," Sam continued. "During the ritual, the vampire king plans to use the power of the ancient amulet to amplify his control over everyone in the vicinity. That includes you, your father, and anyone else present.""So, he intends to use us as puppets during the ritual," I concluded. "We need a way to break fr