บททั้งหมดของ Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

“You’re saying this person is not necessarily of the guardian caste, but in fact an undocumented member of the Van Der Naught lineage.” Franco sat on an elaborate chair within his private audience chamber. Eva rested in his chamber at this point with guards watching her. He’d heard that Tatiana’s people were stretching their legs and testing the waters at court to see how much power they actually possessed. Franco could feel the climate going from bad to worse. “We know at the time of their presumed deaths, the patriarch and matriarch were about to be parents within weeks. The age you gave us, and the likeness all point to this male, being the next patriarch of that lineage. It may not have died out as we thought. She may have survived long enough to have her child, or someone could save her child. There’s been some strides into surgically removing a child from a mother without the need to have the mother go into labour. Or even remove the child fro

Ana woke with a start early the next evening to the faint light of the small tiffany lamps on the bedside tables. She hadn’t moved or opened her eyes. But there George was, lying sound asleep beside her with his arm thrown over her. She wasn’t sure at first what to do with herself. How did she get out of this embarrassing situation without humiliating herself? “Sh… It’s early yet. Go back to sleep.” His voice came from inches away from her ear in a near whisper. She could hear how drugged his voice sounded because of how deeply he slept, and probably still. “I need to get up. I won’t be long.” She said before she pulled her body and limbs out of his embrace. Ana felt the chill in the air as the blankets slid away from her body. She realized then all she wore was her slip. “Hm… Okay, hurry back,” George growled as he settled back down into the bed. His half shuttered eyes slowly took in her body from head to toe an

A few hours later, they woke and prepared to leave. Ana couldn’t figure out how to address what had and was happening between them. They needed to talk about how did anyone talk about things like this. The fact they weren’t just fugitives because he’d helped her escape from the dungeon. But they now formed a bond that the law said was criminal. Ana didn’t know where they went from here except far away from everything they knew and any safety net they might have ever had. They were Blood Traitor, even if they weren’t part of the rebel movement. What they’d done made them worse than the rebels. Or at least that’s what Ana felt. Her father entrusted them to not do things like this while they were on the run. She could see him accepting and forgiving her escape because he’d made it clear to them, she had to go. But the bond, that went too far for him to forgive. He couldn’t forgive it without looking like he played favourites. It would cause a new wave

Ana may not get sick when she travelled through a mage portal. But the chaos within portals often became the stuff of nightmares for her. No mage worth their weight would admit what was in these portals. That the things seen within the portals as you passed through were images and shapes of those who’ve lost their way inside them. If travellers wanted to keep their sanity, they didn’t look too closely or consider what they saw in the images. The colours were rarely, if ever, found in nature except in extremely exotic locations, if ever. George held her hand and wouldn’t let go. He made himself very clear as they entered the portal. He wouldn’t relax his protection of her. Ana knew what that meant, and it severely conflicted her about it. Before all of this, Ana rarely had anyone looking over her shoulder or following her every move. She could do what she wanted, when she wanted. George made that impossible now. He also made her fee

A week later, Ana and George were ensconced in a space within the Black River Pack Territory. The pack made space for them within an underground storage building. It wasn’t perfect, but it would do. They were secure, had their own space and privacy.The Wolversen’s were gracious hosts and Ana didn’t feel like she put anyone out within the pack she met. The wolves seem so different from the courtiers Ana knew. Ana only saw the conflict and backstabbing within the pack seemed to be between Edith’s sons. Richard seemed conflicted, and it didn’t bode well. For that reason, George and Ana fought over how to handle any contact with the two.“I’m just saying, Ana, when those two are within earshot of each other. You’re to walk away. It’s not safe. What if they shift and become physical with each other? You could get caught in the middle. It’s better if you stay out of it. Interfering with wolf business will make things a lot more difficult. What will you do if you get into