All Chapters of I Left My Vampire Husband for the Man Who Chose Me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Elena's POVVicky leaned against Jason, her face pale.She looked at me and licked her lips. "I'm sorry, Elena."Her smile was gentle. "The doctor said… pregnant vampires need human blood for nourishment."The study reeked faintly of blood.Two servants stood behind me, pinning my wrists in an iron grip.A sharp silver needle broke the skin, and a crystal goblet was placed beneath my wrist.Bright red blood dripped into the glass, one drop at a time.Through the half-open door, I heard the physician speaking to Jason in a low, urgent voice."Sir, too much blood loss at once is dangerous for a human. Elena is already frail. If the bloodletting continues, she could go into shock.""And Vicky's cravings are just a pregnancy symptom — animal blood would work just as well.""No need."Jason's voice was cold as ice."Your only job is to keep Vicky healthy. I'll handle the rest."I heard his footsteps approaching and slowly closed my eyes."Does it hurt?"He stood before me.Maybe it was the

Elena's POVI waited until the sound of footsteps disappeared down the corridor before picking up my phone.The screen barely lit up before the other end answered — as if he'd been waiting by the phone.I explained that I needed to stay until after the patriarch's birthday. The voice on the other end was tight with worry and frustration.It wasn't until I promised — repeatedly — that I would leave with him, that the man on the line finally calmed down.After I hung up, I leaned back against the headboard. When I'd first reached out to him behind Jason's back, I'd felt a strange, misplaced guilt.But now — now that the other woman had moved in and was literally drinking my blood — that guilt evaporated in an instant.Two days later, my body had recovered enough to function.The estate buzzed with preparations for the patriarch's celebration, and every tedious detail was dumped on me.I spent nearly every day on the phone. Some calls were about the event. Others were to soothe the man wh

Elena's POVI never understood why Jason resented me so much.Under the pressure from his Grandfather, he had indeed married me — but he could have simply ignored me and lived his own life. Why did he insist on parading those women in front of me, feeding off my misery?The corridor had gone deathly quiet.Vicky started to speak, but Jason had already seized my wrist. His grip was crushing, almost out of control. Before I could react, he was dragging me into a side room.The door slammed shut behind us.The heavy wood sealed off every sound from the corridor. It was just the two of us.Jason's breathing was ragged, as if he was fighting to contain something. One hand still locked around my wrist, the other braced against the wall, caging me between his body and the stone."What the hell is going on in your head?"His voice was dangerously low.I didn't answer.I already knew what he wanted to hear.I just didn't care to say it anymore.His gaze lingered on my face, searching for someth

Jason's POVThe fire was discovered late at night.The servants smelled smoke first. By the time they reached the room, the flames had already grown beyond control. Smoke rolled down the corridor, and the firelight illuminated half the courtyard.I'd barely sobered up when I arrived. The fire had been put out by then.The room was destroyed.The window was shattered, glass scattered across the floor. Cold wind poured through the broken frame, churning the lingering smoke.I stood in the doorway. For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to step inside.A servant bowed low. "Sir, Elena was not found in the room."My pupils narrowed. I tried to find her scent in the air, but all I could detect was char.The fire had been intense enough to erase every trace of her.Without that necklace, I had no way to track her.And without it — how was she supposed to survive alone in the vampire world?"Not found?"My voice barely contained its fury."No, sir. The window was smashed. She must have esca

Elena's POVAfter leaving the vampire estate, Luke didn't rush me into anything new.He simply stayed by my side — quietly. He took me to the coast, to mountain villages, to places filled with sunlight where the nights were peaceful.At first, I couldn't sleep.When I woke in the middle of the night, I'd reach for my throat by instinct, as if cold fangs were still pressed against my skin.My dreams cycled endlessly through the same images — my parents lying in a pool of blood, Jason standing at the edge of shadow watching me with dead eyes, Vicky's face inches from mine, twisted with spite.Every time I woke from a nightmare, Luke was there.Sometimes reading by the window. Sometimes resting on the sofa with his eyes closed. The moment I stirred, he was on his feet — warm water in hand, dimming the light, asking quietly if I wanted to go for a walk.He never asked what I'd dreamed about.But he never once let me face it alone.It was during that time that I finally understood — he hadn