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,my dad looked ready to break down. "sorry we haven't seen any females in months",the head vampire moved closer as we spoke. "okay thanks for your time",my dad turned his shoulders sagged and the vampire touched him. "can I have your number and a description of her I will call if we run into her",my dad sighed sadly and gave his cell and name. "her name is Hannah Cross and she may be upset we were a shit family for so long",some tears slipped and he sniffed fast wiping them. These vamps looked at him and nodded.

Adrian mumbled asking Alexis to stay calm. Alexis slowly nodded her head. “I promise to stay calm, Adrian. Just tell me.... it won't be a problem for me tho...” Alexis mumbled promisingly there. Adrian slowly drew closer to Alexis. Then stretched out his right palm to hold Alexis's palm there. “Alexandra was the first woman in my past, Alexis… her full name is Alexandra H. Wilson, the first woman to become a vampire hunter in 1840. I met Alexandra in 1838. She was a brave, friendly woman, and also beautiful. When we first met, she even knew that I was actually a vampire. But she didn't kill me, she protected me. At that time, I was still a vampire who was angry with the world. You could say,

She said and I frowned. Dracula?, like the devil?, the father of vampires? "My master's bride has returned and the promise of dominion by the witches has began."

“Why not Thena?” “I don’t know.” I looked down at the table. “It’s always been Wil. I grew up in a house full of boys—” “I like Thena better.” Though he must have been joking, he wasn’t smiling. I sat back. “No one calls me that.” Disregarding my statement, he said, “Thena Murray married Jonathan Harker and was seduced by the dark side.” He smiled ever so slightly. “Seduced by Dracula, you mean.” I knew my vampire lore.

He smile widely. "We are! I am Drake Nikolaevich. The very first true blood vampire. And my wife is the pureblood Lycan Queen, Nadea. And you, Melody Ania Nikolaevich, are our powerful, beautiful princess. And your fated mate here is a pure blood werewolf. And he's not just a simple warrior either. " He says with an approving smile. So how does the vampire world not know that my last name was the last name od the vampire lord. "I would want him even if he were a demon or human," I said softly.

Smiling, waving, accepting compliments and well-wishes while silently trying to inflict maximum discomfort on each other. Then Lord Ashford approaches. He’s an older man, distinguished, with kind eyes and silver hair. He bows respectfully before addressing us. “Your Highness, Princess Juliette. What a lovely couple you make.” “Thank you, Lord Ashford,” I say warmly. He turns to Kaelan, his expression softening with sympathy. “Your Highness must be so grateful for Princess Juliette. A good wife is a blessing, especially after…” He trails off delicately. “Well. Especially after what happened to your previous betrothed. Lady Lyanna was such a beauty. Such a tragedy she died so young.”

After sneaking up quietly towards the locked entrance where my new spouse disappeared into, I pressed my ear against the door, listening closely. “... the werewolf bride,” I heard Xerathia's cool voice. “You saw what happened in the Everbinding Ceremony? She has no strength or discipline! She cannot~” “The Everbinding Ceremony was successful,” another female voice cut her off. “I didn't think Lady Kaela would survive it but she did. She's the one, I’m absolutely certain of it.” An awkward silence followed and I leaned away from the door. Why would they think I wouldn't survive the binding ceremony with Rhaedros?

I said flatly, trying to get straight to the point. “Clearly,” he replied with a raised brow. “you may Speak Alpha” I stepped forward. “Four of my warriors were found dead in the forest, with their hearts ripped out and No trace of a wolf, No natural predator, no scent or clues But there was one thing…” I let the silence drag. Then dropped it. “—a vampire trespasser was caught Three days before a body was found, and the prisoner escaped, he had Crimson Crescent markings. My brides clan.” The tension snapped through the room.

she said huskier than she meant, but his hand was on her face, caressing the flesh, and she wanted to tremble. Don’t. She couldn’t show that weakness. His hands were hard, but his touch felt whisper-soft. “Hailey, Aria Rambeaux.” She said, reinforcing her tone. There was pride in the words because she was named after the first pureblood vampire ever to be born, Aria La Fey. The first, but not the last.

I asked. “Yes, Ms. Whitmore. Mr. Vanderwolf’s family is one of the oldest settlers here,” she explained before she continued the story. “After the bridge was made, and the two lovers reunited, Lisaray was already wed to another.” “Oh no!” I whined. “That's so sad,” Shelly added. “Dracula was so angry that he went mad and murdered Lisaray and her husband, then he fled back over the bridge to his home.” “And what happened to Dracula after?”