Blood Bound - Chapter 119

>>Nena

It’s been four days already.

My eyes were stuck to the wall clock like glue. Time ticked by and seconds passed yet I received no information or news at all.

Just where is he? I can’t reach him at all! Where could he be? This has never happened before. Yes, Quincy has spent the night out before, but he was always home before dawn. If he needed to go somewhere far, he always told me so I wouldn’t worry.

So why?

What is happening! I even went to the Dryad and asked Yohan about it through the portal but he had no idea either.

He did say that if he was in the dark continent then he wouldn’t know since the creatures of light magic and dark magic don’t really get along. The forest doesn’t like Quincy coming over either even though he’s the Queen’s son since he’s half Vampire.

I bit my lips as I tapped my foot on the floor like crazy.

What should I do? He didn’t leave me right? Is he still mad at me because I ran away that day? But we went past that didn’t we?

I was giving myself anxiety but that wasn’t the only thing I was giving myself. My mind was filled with all kinds of dark thoughts, especially about how I was going to bind him if I ever find him again.

Is it because I confessed? Was he repelled by my confession since he only saw me as family. That’s possible, he did raise me after all…

I began to fiddle with my thumbs and bit my lower lip hard. If all my fears come true then what? What will I do then?

I knew how far I would actually go though.

I tapped on the table nervously.

I have no way of contacting Quincy or anyone in the dark continent and I can’t even go there! Yohan told me not to try something like that, since humans would have difficulty even breathing there. It’s a place that’s specific to the undead creatures.

I looked out the window, night had fallen once again but there was no sign of Quincy.

God!

I stood up and ran to his room and began to rummage through his stuff once again. I had already turned the house upside down twice in search of something that might help me but I haven’t found anything.

After I was done, I went to his study and began to go through his stuff again.

I was in the middle of it when I heard the door slam shut which made me flinch but it was immediately replaced by hope and I ran out to the lounge.

“Quincy!!” Oh God! Is he finally back!!

I was so full of hope and was expecting to see a full grown ass adult but what I saw was something far from that.

In the lounge stood a kid. Black hair, green eyes, pale skin and was wearing only an adult sized shirt. I froze when I saw him walk around weakly. His pacing was slow and I felt like he was having trouble seeing.

“Oh My God…” As I kept staring at him I realised how similar the little boy was to Quincy. Almost as if- I shook my head, “No way,” I shook it harder, “Quincy has a kid??!”

The kid stopped and looked back at me with the most ‘unbelievable’ expression and then shook his head. He took a step forward but then fell to the floor.

“Hey!” I ran to him and crouched down next to him. It was then when I realised that he was hurt. There were a number of injuries on his body, “Kid…” I grabbed the child and brought him to my lap, “What’s wrong? Where are your parents?” The green eyed kid looked up at me with an annoyed expression.

“It’s me.” He said

“You who?”

He sighed and folded his arms, “It’s me Quincy,”

“…” I looked at him with a frown, “What?” I looked at his weak body, “You don’t even sound like him.’

“Because I’m in a child form right now,” He rolled his eyes and then placed his hand on his face in exhaustion, “I’m so tired.” He said as it seemed like his consciousness was fading away.

It was hard for me to believe. Was he really Quincy? Why is he a kid then?

“I-is it really you?” I placed my hand on his and gently removed it, “What happened?” I stared at his face while he weakly looked back at me, “Are you sure you’re not Quincy’s child?”

He sighed, “What if I was?” He asked and my mind went blank for a moment. I moved my hands to grab his neck then stopped and retreated.

“I’m sure it’s you Quincy,” I smiled at him and he closed his eyes.

“I need blood.” He tried getting up, “My vision’s too blurry.”

Blood? He needed blood yet he came back home first.

I smiled.

He didn’t go to any of his livestock.

My smile spread wide.

He came back to me. He must have come back first since he was worried about me.

“Who hurt you?” I laid him back down on my lap, “I’ll bring you some blood.”

“Let’s talk about that later.” He said, “And do you know where I keep the emergency blood bag?”

I smiled, “Yes,” I looked at him so intensely as my heart began to pound. I know what I was going to do wasn’t a good thing. He might even hate me for it but I don’t think I can stop myself.

He’s so weak now. Weak enough that he’s regressed to a child-like form.

This is my only chance. I know he loves mey blood and now is my chance to get him drunk on it. Get him addicted to it so that he won’t think about any other woman at all. All his lust for blood will only be for me.

I picked him up and laid him on the sofa, “I’ll be back,” I smiled sinisterly, “with the best quality of blood, just for you.”