Semua Bab Alpha Nektarios Hated Human Mate: Bab 1 - Bab 8

ATARIAH’S POVWho says the universe doesn’t have jokes? I just got humored. A snort escaped my nose as I gulped down the rest of my alcohol. Wincing at the burn in my chest, I let out a hot breath.“I am concerned you might drink yourself to death.” My best friend, Sheila, mumbled over the noise worriedly.I sniffed and poured more alcohol into my glass. “You asked me to come out here to have fun, and that is what I am having.”“What I meant by fun is dancing, meeting people, and sweating the stress out. Not gulping down alcohol like tonic water.”Sheila acts so much like a mother sometimes that it stresses me out.“You don’t have to sound so judgmental. After all, I am not driving myself home.”She held up a weak smile and reached for my hand. “Atariah, I know how much you have bottled up inside. And it’s okay if you are not ready to talk about it. But don’t you think it is unfair that you are the one who has to walk around with dejection? You did nothing wrong.”Making the wrong dec

DIONY’S EMPIRE ATARIAH’S POVI feel parched. It’s probably been hours since I have been locked in here, and no one has considered offering me a glass of water. These people are awful! It’s not like I would take any edible thing from anyone here. I was dragged away from the King beast, thinking I would join the other humans in the cell. Instead, I was tossed into a room. Something about the room they locked me in makes me cold. Even though the interior designer did their best to make it feel welcoming with the gray walls and cream-colored curtains. The dark clouds lingering in the air are enough to put me off. It just doesn’t feel humane. Then I remembered why. The only humans here are locked up for the beast's entertainment.A lone tear rolled down my face. I wiped it off angrily. A tight knot settled in my chest, making it hard for me to breathe correctly. It’s appalling that I went from being a free person to getting locked up in a day. Sheila is probably having a panic attack

NEKTARIOS’ POV DIONY EMPIRETheir murmurs were light and inaudible to my ears only because I had shut them out partially. I haven’t been at my best self for a while, which irritates me. My wolf isn’t helping matters either; It always takes every opportunity to remind me of that filth because I am determined to forget her. If my wolf weren’t a significant part of me, I would have gotten rid of him when he brought her up. The elders kept whispering, and I noticed Drax calling their attention to stay mute. He looked tired; this is what meetings in the middle of the night do sometimes. You find yourself exhausted. He isn’t a vampire, so he probably needs sleep after exerting himself during the day. I am just as bored with the meeting as he is. “If you have something to say, I advise you to blurt it out now,” I said in a low tone that brought silence to the hall. Elder Orion raised his hand sheepishly. “Your majesty, we were just wondering. The moon celebration is in the next two days

AUTHOR’S POVDIONY EMPIREHeavy silence reigned in the large hall; everyone on the seat had a worried expression except Nektarios, who had a blank, unreadable face. Despite the ominous feeling in the air, he didn't seem bothered. The empire's blind spiritual leader, mainly referred to as the Spirit Walker, a vampire from the Dominican witch's clan, barely shows herself unless trouble looms. The last time Nektarios had noticed her around the palace was when his father, Atlas, was still alive before tragedy struck them. He wasn't sure what sort of warning she brought now. Her silver hair, which seemed running out of volume, flapped behind her as she approached the middle of the hall. She turned her head around, ensuring not to miss any elders seated; one would think she could see them. She eventually settled her face on Nektarios, her lips parting slowly to speak. "Your majesty, I come today bearing news from the spirits. Permit me to deliver the message." Nektarios cleared his throa