HIS DARK DESIRE: TALES OF A YANDERE - Chapter 152

152 iv. Vampire

“Oh my, what do we have here?” Malavar smirked as he walked closer to the blonde-haired son of the alpha.

He has his parent’s eyes, that was the only redeeming qualification. For while he was perfectly handsome on the outside his heart was wretchedly evil.

“Unhand me, I will kill you this instant,” Kaede roared when finally faced with the king of vampires.

“Alright, unhand the little boy. We don’t want him whining even more than now,” Malavar sipped from the goblet of wine in his hand.

Kaede tried to summon his wolf but he couldn’t even hear even a faint whisper. He tried hitting the monarch with his fists, but the vampire seemed to evade him with much ease.

When he has gotten so tired from chasing, the Centurian vampire stood before him and flicked his forehead, sending him knocked over the walls.

The walls crumbled from under him, and he was able to let himself out of the rumble by crawling out of the pile of bricks. He couldn’t understand it.

Next to the alpha, he was the strongest in the pack, even surpassing his brother in sheer strength. He shouldn’t be this defenseless without his wolf.

“Who are you? What did you do to me?” he hissed as he looked at the silver-haired man whose handsome face never aged.

…..

“Who am I? What did I do to you?” he chuckled.

“Shouldn’t you have at least found out who you were dealing with in the first place?” Malavar poured the wine on his feet.

“Tell me who you fucking are!” Kaede demanded.

He is beginning to realize how trusting his silver-haired accomplice was a very stupid decision. He realized now he was far from just a mercenary willing to do his every bidding.

He wanted to stop the wedding by all means. But he didn’t realize the price he had to pay for it.

His only instruction was to kidnap the bride and bring her to him. No one has to die. He didn’t tell them to kill any member of his pack.

“I, my dear child, should have been your father. If not for the fact your mother rejected me even before you were born. However, I have studied the scriptures once again. One thing has become clear to me. I can still have an heir through her, it wasn’t limited to procreation after all. Vampires have other means,” he said calmly.

“What the hell are you talking about?! I don’t care about your lineage or any of those bullshits. I made a deal with you and you broke that deal. The deal is off,” he struggled as other vampires held him up, straightening him before the king of vampires.

“Uh- oh, I brought her to you,” he snickered.

“She is dead! You and your people killed her!” Kaede growled.

“Uh-huh, vampires are not limited by your limited thinking. We are far more capable than that. Tell me, do you wish to see her?” the vampire laughed, seeing the same madness he saw on the alpha’s face years ago during the haunting.

The face of a madman who lives and breathes for only one woman. That kind of fidelity can easily be twisted and taken advantage of, much to his delight.

“Do you wish to see your precious Yuki?” his voice was teasing him, it was as if a sweet candy was being dangled before a child.

“You fucking murderer! You have no right to speak her name!” as if he has regained his power, he was able to get off the other vampire’s hold.

In a split second he was in front of the vampire he hated most. But before his fist can hit his face, he was stopped by a voice that he couldn’t possibly mistake for others.

“My love, do you really wish to do that? If you don’t want me to disappear, please reign in your temper. He is my sire after all,” the soft voice of the woman he knew to be dead greeted him.

His cerulean eyes trailed the dark corners of the room, stopping at the woman descending down the stairs. She has white pale skin now that seemed to glow when the light touches it.

Her lips were as red as a ripe apple and not one strand of her hair has been out of place. She was dressed in a white gown, it was flowy and the material was soft, clinging to her body like a second skin.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her, letting go of the vampire he cursed and wanted to kill just a while earlier, “Yuki,” he whispered in the air.

The girl smiled seductively at him, licking her lips, “Aye, it is I, my love. I heard all this has been done by you all for me. I am so eternally pleased.”

Malavar laughed seeing the scene play before him, “I will leave you alone for now. It seems you will have more things to do.”

Kaede didn’t even flinch when the door was slammed hard as the vampires left them all alone. He couldn’t care less about the whole world.

All that matters to him now is that… she is finally here in front of him. And she didn’t seem to hate him even a bit.

As to how it could be possible that any of this is true, he doesn’t care about it. The only thing that matters to him is the woman before him.

“Yuki, is it really you?” his voice trembled, his defenses all forgotten.

“Yes of course. Is this not what you wanted most of all?” she tilted her head as a kind smile painted her lips.

“You were dead,” he whispered.

“Of course. A vampire has to be born again. That can only happen when one dies,” she rationalized, taking another step towards him.

“Do you not hate me?” he asked her, taking a step backward when she tried to reach out to him.

It must be his instinct or that part of him that still listens to reasons. He knew deep down inside him that the girl in front of him is different from the girl he used to know.

“No,” she replied, still smiling fondly at him. “Why should I be mad over my lover?”

“Your lover?” he asked. He couldn’t understand what was happening.

“My sire told me we were about to marry before I was attacked by your brother. I lost my life in the process. But you have done everything to bring me back to life… including coming here to ask for the king’s help,” her innocent eyes did not lie.

The memories in her mind have been wiped off or probably suppressed. But Kaede knew she really believed in it.

“It was still my fault,” he whispered.

“I love you, Kaede. I know this. I feel this. Thank you for helping to bring me back to life,” she bridged the gap between them and tiptoed to reach his lips.

All sense of reason failed him when their lips touched. He has waited for this moment for so long.

She finally loves him. A voice within him keeps saying all this is an illusion but he didn’t care.

Even if it was nothing else but an illusion now, he would like to live in it rather than in a reality where she is not there.

“I loved you for so long, Yuki. You don’t know how much I longed to hear these words,” he whispered.

She answered his kiss with as much passion as their lips intertwined. They were gasping for air when they finally separated.

But then just when he thought nothing could go wrong, her eyes turned bloodshot. Her nails grew long, the beautifully polished nails suddenly were replaced by claws.

She cried into the night as her fangs started to grow. She kept herself in a corner, trying to hide away from the light illuminated by the stars.

“Get away from me. I don’t want to hurt you,” she warned him.

He didn’t listen and walked closer to him, “You need blood. You haven’t been fed by them since they turned you.”

He understood the principle, because the wolves have studied the vampires since the very beginning. He knew how thirsty she might be feeling right now.

He unbuttoned his shirt, smiling as her eyes seemed to be glued to his neck. He discarded his shirt and sat across from her.

“Look at me,” he demanded when she shut her eyes.

“I can’t. If I so much as look at you, I will be sure to. I will be sure to hurt you,” she mumbled.

He came closer, until only a few inches separated their bodies, “It will be my utmost pleasure if you would drink from me.”

“You can’t be serious! That could be fatal. I might not be able to stop until… until,” she couldn’t even continue to say what crossed her mind.

“You will be able to control yourself. I know you. Now feed on me before the situation becomes even more worse. You can’t starve yourself and expect not to crave blood even more. Drink from me,” he instructed her, leaning to her until his shoulder was directly across from her lips.

He looked into her brown eyes when she opened her lips and bored her fangs at him. She looked apologetically at him before giving in to her primal instincts.

He closed her eyes when her fangs embedded themselves into his skin. He tried not to let out even a cry from his lips.

She needs to feed. He couldn’t be distracted. This was the only thing on his mind.

He gently caressed her hair as she sucked the blood out of him, drinking the vile red liquid that spilled over her white gown. He smiled as he felt his life being drained away from him.

“Feed until you are satisfied, my love,” he whispered lovingly into her ears as the newly created vampire fed.