All Chapters of Set You Free, My Lord: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I am Prince Dorian's fated human mate. He hated me for ten years, yet died saving me from a silver bomb.The coven drove me to suicide. Now, I’ve woken up in the past. Back to the night the Bond paired us."A human?! A pathetic mortal is my mate? What kind of sick joke is this!"Dorian’s roar echoed through the dark gothic hall.I froze, my heart pounding.I was back. Ten years ago.The night our fates intertwined.The legends were clear. A vampire prince and a human are fated only once a millennium. It’s the call of the ancient Blood Bond.Reject it, and a deadly curse backfires on you.Unless the human willingly sacrifices everything."My Prince, the ancient Bond has chosen," the Head Elder warned softly."To hell with the Bond!" Dorian ripped the black rose—the symbol of our tie—from his chest. "I will never accept a filthy mortal as my mate!"The vampires around us whispered.Cordelia, his pureblood childhood sweetheart, stood nearby. A smug smirk played on her lips.I took a deep

Chapter 2

"Dorian! Help!"A scream shattered the quiet dawn.Dorian and I had just stepped out of the castle, heading for the tower. Heaven's Needle.The desperate cry made Dorian freeze."Cordelia?" He whipped around.A disheveled young vampire stumbled toward us. It was Myra, Cordelia's blood servant."Your Highness! It’s bad! Lady Cordelia is losing it! Her bloodlust is out of control!" Myra cried. "She knows the Oath can't replace the Bond. She... she just snapped!"Dorian went pale. "Where is she?""The family estate..."He turned to leave without a second glance. Then, after three steps, he froze. "Wait for me," he commanded, his voice cold as ice.Then he dissolved into black mist.I stood there, shaking my head with a bitter smile.Classic Dorian.Ten years, and she always came first.Back in my room, I grabbed the stuff under my pillow.The fake passport. A ticket for an 8 PM ferry to a port town 500 miles away.A tiny note slipped out—Ticket confirmed. First class. Safe travels, Odette

Chapter 3

"There is a way." I bit my lip and met his gaze."How?" Dorian stared at me intently."The curse must be cleansed with Lifeblood. And only the Bonded mate can give it." I kept my voice flat, though my heart was hammering."How do you know that?" He narrowed his eyes, suspicious."The Blood Witch," I lied.Truth was, I watched Cordelia suffer the exact same backlash in my past life."Let's go." He didn’t hesitate. He grabbed my wrist, gripping hard enough to snap the bone.He pulled me into the shadows, and the world dissolved. We reappeared in the Witch's sanctuary.Dim candles lit up the room as she ground ancient blood crystals."Witch, is it true?" Dorian cut to the chase. "Can mortal Lifeblood break the curse?"She looked up, surprised, then looked at me. A complicated look. "Yes, my Prince. But...""But what?""The extraction of Lifeblood... from a mortal..." she sighed. "It is almost always fatal. She will not survive."Dorian’s hand dropped from my wrist as if he’d been burned.

Chapter 4

"Impossible! That's not her!"Dorian smashed his fist on the table. The thick oak splintered under his rage. Blood welled from his knuckles. He didn't feel a thing."Your Highness, the police confirmed it," his guard commander, Marcus, reported carefully. "Odette's name was on the ferry's passenger list. All passengers...""Shut up!" Dorian roared. His crimson eyes flashed with dangerous bloodlust. "Get out!"He exploded into a furious cloud of black mist. He crashed right through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows and shot into the night sky.Thirty minutes later, Dorian stood at the harbor. He looked down at the charred wreckage of the ferry.Rescue teams were still working. A few burnt bodies had already been pulled out."Such a tragedy," a human cop shook his head. "Looks like we'll need DNA to ID them."Dorian desperately pushed his senses out. He tried to catch even a hint of Odette's sweet blood in the air.But he only smelled gasoline, burnt flesh, and death.The blood bond

Chapter 5

Five years later.A foggy town in the Pacific Northwest. The air smelled of ocean and cedar.I stood at the construction site of a new community clinic. I held the final blueprints in my hands.This town knew me as their best architect. This was my new beginning.This clinic was my twelfth project. It was one of my proudest works.A high priestess and an elven friend helped me fake my death. They snuck me onto a different cargo ship. I simply vanished. I traveled a long time before settling in this remote coastal town.The rune amulet on my body completely cut off the bond's connection. I vanished from Dorian's world for good.For five years, pure, unadulterated hatred for him was the fuel that built my new life.That hate burned like magma in my heart. It gave me the strength to stand back up."Odette, how is the progress?" a warm voice called from behind.I turned and saw Dr. Liam walking toward me.He was tall and handsome. He had chestnut hair and gentle brown eyes. He was my ancho

Chapter 6

For the next two weeks, Dorian lingered around the clinic.He never showed his face to me. But I knew he was there.Every dusk, I saw a familiar dark shadow in the woods.A few times, some shady supernatural creatures showed up in town. But by morning, they were gone. Vanished without a trace. As if a powerful, unseen guardian had swept the town clean.I knew who was secretly protecting the town. But I didn't want to admit it. I definitely didn't want to be grateful.By this afternoon, I couldn't stand being stalked anymore.I pushed the clinic doors open coldly. I walked straight to the shadows at the edge of the parking lot. "Come out, Dorian. Stop hiding in the dark like a coward."A cloud of black mist slowly formed into a man. Dorian stepped out of the shadows.He looked even worse than two weeks ago. A hint of hope flashed in his crimson eyes. But my cold face shattered it instantly."Get lost, Dorian," I snapped. "You just make me sick.""I just want to... to make sure you're sa

Chapter 7

In Liam's arms, I smelled his calming scent. A mix of light sanitizer and fresh aftershave.It reminded me of safety and warmth. A pure world with no vampires, no magic, no painful memories.My heart beat faster. My cheeks grew hot.Liam looked down at me. A tender light shone in his brown eyes.He looked like he wanted to say something important. His lips parted slightly.But at that exact moment, his phone rang harshly."Damn it," he cursed softly. He answered it reluctantly. "Hello?... What?... Okay, we'll be right there."He hung up. His face turned serious. "Odette, we have to go back to the clinic now. The sheriff says someone broke in. It's a mess."We sprinted back to the clinic. We saw flashing police lights and a crowd from far away.When we rushed through the doors, I gasped.The inside was completely trashed. Chairs were flipped. Medical gear was scattered everywhere. Blood splattered the walls.The air was thick with the smell of blood and a supernatural scent I knew wel

Chapter 8

Six months later.Free from the blood bond, I entered the best phase of my life.My architecture firm became famous in the Pacific Northwest.My buildings won international awards for their unique healing vibes and human-centric designs.Architectural Digest even put me on the cover. They called me "The New Era's Most Healing Architect."More importantly, my relationship with Liam was going strong. We spent almost every day together. We shared every little moment.One sunny afternoon, the mailman brought a surprise.A beautifully printed invitation. It was written in ancient vampire runes on thick parchment:"Ms. Odette Morrow is cordially invited to the inauguration of Alexander Blackthorne, the new Prince of the Eternal Night Coven. Time: Midnight this Saturday. Location: Moonshadow Castle Great Hall."I held it and hesitated for a long time. My fingers brushed over the familiar runes.Finally, I decided to go with Liam.Not out of nostalgia. But to say a final goodbye to the past.

Chapter 9

Six months had transformed him. The gaunt, haunted look was gone. He was leaner, calmer.Most importantly, those crimson eyes—once full of despair and obsession—were incredibly calm.He wore a simple gray sweater and dark jeans. He looked like a normal human volunteer. Not a high and mighty vampire Prince."Odette?" He froze at the door. Surprise flashed in his eyes. But there were no wild mood swings. No ecstasy. No despair. Just a gentle surprise. "What... what are you doing here?""I came to say goodbye," I said directly. My voice was calmer than I expected.He nodded. He didn't ask why. He didn't overreact. He just stepped aside peacefully. "Come in. It's chilly out there."The inside was even cozier.Warm pine wood burned in the fireplace, giving off a light scent.On the comfy sofa, a little girl with werewolf traits sat drawing quietly. She looked about seven or eight. Her arm was wrapped in bandages for silver burns."We saved her from vampire hunters last week. A werewolf o

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