All Chapters of The Vampire heir's Bride.: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

EROSDawn is almost breaking, and Nina lies against my chest, tracing lazy patterns across my skin with her fingertip, as if she’s drawing something only she can see.“Aren’t you going to sleep? It’s late. You need to rest,” I murmur, running my hand gently down her bare back.“I lost my sleep. Actually… I’ve noticed I’ve been sleeping less and less lately,” she mumbles.I stay quiet. Perhaps it’s her vampire side beginning to awaken.“Eros, you know that corridor full of painted portraits? Could you take me there to see them? That day I didn’t have time to really look at them properly,” she asks.“Of course. Get dressed. We’ll go right now.”She leaps out of bed with sudden excitement, slipping into a white satin dress. I stand and tie the ribbon at the back of her neck, then wrap my arms around her from behind.“Beautiful and deliciously scented.” I nuzzle my nose against her shoulder, and she laughs softly.“I must smell like you.”“Without a doubt.” I curve a small smile.In an in

EROSI enter our bedroom, anger simmering in my veins. The air is thick with Marian’s scent—a blend of wildflowers and honey. She had been here just a few hours earlier, and though I didn’t find Nina at the time, the lingering trace of Marian made it clear they’d been together.I still worry about leaving my mate wandering the kingdom without me. She doesn’t yet know the dangers that lurk in the shadows. Even though she carries my scent, there could always be a male—or even a female—who sees her as an easy meal. And since Nina hasn’t been feeling well these past days, probably because she’s still adjusting to everything that’s happening to her, I believe it’s left her weakened. I feel guilty for not being able to protect her every moment, for having to attend to my duties as prince.The moment I push the door open, I catch Marian in the middle of shifting back—smoke swirling as she returns to her female form. She shoots me a mischievous look that makes me narrow my eyes. I huff, cross

ADRIANPregnant… She’s pregnant. The female for whom I have feelings, the female who belongs to my cousin, is carrying his child in her womb. And there’s nothing I can do except watch from afar, with this pain tearing me apart from the inside.My chest tightens as I see her lying on the bed in that state, nearly dead because of one of his mistakes—a mistake my cousin never learns from. He put her in danger, even knowing how weak she was. And I can’t save her. I can’t protect her. I can’t heal her. All I can do is pray to the Goddess that she survives, that she recovers, that she finds happiness. Even if it isn’t with me.When my uncle passes the kingdom to Eros, I fear he will drag us into war. A king must be calm, centered, know what he’s doing and when to do it. Eros is not ready to be king, and none of his brothers are ready to take his place. They are arrogant, impulsive, reckless, selfish. They don’t care about the people, about peace, about justice. And I can’t stop it. I can’t

EROSThe sun is already leaving the sky, giving way to the high, bright moon that brings the shadows. I pace back and forth, worried, because Nina is still asleep. It’s already causing a mix of anger and uncertainty inside me.I think about our child and how difficult it must be for her vampiric side to keep him safe and nourished. Right now, the weakest part is her.My eyes fix on the small movement of her red wings slowly opening from the cocoon where she was curled—wrapped in her own wings. Little by little, she opens her eyes, bringing me immense joy.“Hi!” I say, approaching the bed and sitting down.“Eros… did I sleep for a long time?” she asks, glancing outside and seeing the darkness beginning to claim the sky along with the shining moon.“Yes, you did. But now that you’re awake, we need to talk.”She tries to sit up, so I help her. I’m not entirely sure what words to use to tell her the whole truth—tell her that she’s pregnant and that she has a vampiric side. I don’t know ho

EROSI head to the library, Adrian’s favorite place. As soon as I open the door, I see him seated in a leather armchair, surrounded by ancient scrolls and old books. He has always been fascinated by history and magic—far more than I ever was. I prefer action and adventure, which I once thought made me a natural leader for Morbóvia. At least, that’s what I believed until I realized I still lacked certain things—qualities I need to learn if I’m to become a good king in the future.The air is thick with mold and dust, as though no one has entered here in centuries. I feel a slight tickle in my nose, but I ignore it. I walk calmly toward my cousin, trying not to make a sound. I want to surprise him, but I also don’t want to startle him.Adrian only lifts his eyes from the book he’s reading—an old volume about places in Morbóvia, locations not every vampire dares to visit. He stares at me with a cold expression, then returns his gaze to the page, pretending not to notice my presence. Adria