บททั้งหมดของ Unveiling The Vampire's Omega (Bound By Blood Freed By Love): บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Chapter: 40 ******* TALON: Beta Knight ushered me into his office, the heavy door closing with a resounding thud that echoed in the tense silence. My heart raced, not just from the impending confrontation but from the sight of my uncle, Dirk, who sat behind the desk like a dark cloud looming over me. The moment our eyes locked, a wave of disdain washed over me, and I felt my body grow cold as fear coursed through my veins. As I dropped to my knees, the cold floor pressing against my skin, I felt utterly helpless. It was as if all the blood in my body had drained out, leaving me pale and trembling before the man who had always been a source of intimidation. Dirk rose from his seat, his movements deliberate and predatory, and I could feel the weight of his anger bearing down on me. “Look at you,” he hissed, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’re a disgrace, Talon. A pathetic excuse for a vampire.” I couldn’t speak; the words caught in my throat, suffocated by the overwhelmin

Chapter: 42 ****** ALTAIR: The grand dining room buzzed with laughter and the clinking of silverware—a symphony of warmth that enveloped me as I descended the staircase. Chandeliers hung above like stars, casting a golden glow over the polished oak table, impeccably set with fine china and crystal glasses that sparkled in the light. The rich aroma of roasted meat and fresh herbs wafted through the air, mingling with the sweet fragrance of flowers arranged delicately in vases at each corner of the room. Servants scurried about, bringing trays laden with dishes from the kitchen. As I reached the last step, I spotted my family gathered at the table—my Birth Omega, my uncle Raphael, and his daughter, my best friend Bryn. Yet, my Dads were conspicuously absent; it wasn’t the first time, as they were always busy, especially at this time of year. Their faces brightened with smiles when they saw me, and I couldn’t help but return their joy with a grin of my own. I felt alive, vibrant, an

Chapter: 44 ****** ALTAIR: With the details of our plan finalized, we emerged from the closet, ready to set our scheme in motion. However, as we stepped back into my room, Bryn’s curiosity sparked a question lingering in her mind. “Al,” she said, placing her hands on her hips and furrowing her brow in thought. “Why are you so interested in this vampire? I mean, we’ve never met him before, and suddenly you care about him so much. It doesn’t make sense!” I paused, caught off guard by her inquiry. It was true—my feelings for Talon felt overwhelming and inexplicable. “I don’t know, Bernie,” I admitted, my voice unsteady. “There’s just something about him. When I found him in the forest… it was like I could feel his pain—deeper than that, even. It was scary, but I knew I wanted to help and protect him. I may be small, but that didn’t matter. I didn’t even think; I just acted. And now, it’s like he’s more important than my own Birth Omega.” Bryn’s eyes widened in mock disbelief as

Chapter: 46******ALTAIR:“Why would I ever put Altair in danger?” Dirk’s mind raced, his heart aching at the thought. “How can I allow him to be near Talon when the very essence of a vampire was responsible for my suffering? My own flesh and blood could be torn apart simply because of who Talon is.”He could still see the glint of malice in Floridia's eyes when she had betrayed him, the way she had laughed while he crumbled beneath the weight of her betrayal. It was a memory that clawed at him—a reminder that vampires were not to be trusted. They were creatures of darkness, and in the back of his mind, a fear whispered: What if Talon was just like her? What if he turned on Altair when he least expected it? He had proven his fears right three times.Dirk’s gut twisted painfully as he thought of his son. Altair was all he had left, the light in his life, the very essence of his being. The thought of losing him was unbearable. Dirk had fought too hard to protect him, to keep him safe f

Chapter: 48 ****** TALON: The memories rushed back like a tide, each wave crashing over me with a force that left me breathless. The day Lira graduated from Camp Elysium was etched in my mind, vivid and haunting. I could still picture the sun shining brightly, casting a golden hue over the campus as the ceremony unfolded, a perfect backdrop for such a bittersweet occasion. Lira had been like a big sister to me, a guiding light in the dark corners of my life. Her laughter, warm and infectious, filled the air as she donned her cap and gown, the fabric fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. I remembered how proud she looked, her smile radiant as she walked across the stage to receive her diploma, a moment that felt monumental. But beneath the surface of my joy, a storm brewed—a swirling mass of fear and uncertainty. After the ceremony, we found a quiet spot beneath the old oak tree, its branches heavy with leaves that danced in the gentle breeze. That was where I lost the battl