Trinity the last White Witch - Chapter 31

[Catherine’s POV]

“Eh . . . you’ll be traveling?” I shifted my eyes on my cell, afraid that the two sleeping guards would wake up. But thanks to the sprinkle of sleeping powder from Trinity, the guards’ snore didn’t cease, and they wouldn’t be waking from dreamland anytime soon.

The shackles in my arms were useless. Trinity had removed those days ago. They were mostly for decorations now, and I could leave my cell whenever I wanted to. I was just afraid because I couldn’t control my thirst yet.

“Yes.” Trinity nodded on the mirror of the compact powder she gave me. “We’ll be leaving as soon as possible. And I suggest that you move as well and tell the Duke of your condition so you can plan your funeral ahead. Though the blood moon is still two weeks, I can’t say in confidence that the one who turned you wouldn’t take you away sooner.”

I bit my lips, and I shut my eyes when they bled red. My fangs were itching with my anger, and I had to stop myself, or I’d lose control.

I was famed for always being calm, but being turned into a vampire, I sometimes have this compulsion to attack. My emotions were going haywire at the moment, and I couldn’t control them.

“Relax. That man is not your enemy. Even though he turned you, he didn’t kill you.” Trinity paused for a moment and added, “I’m more curious as to why he didn’t take you to the Vampire kingdom then and there, though.”

I was curious about that too, but I didn’t want to think about him. At the moment, I was torn, leaving my father and Benjamin and living in an unknown Kingdom full of cursed creatures.

But I had no choice since it was my part of the deal. And Trinity said that the one who turned me would definitely take me. I didn’t want that dangerous creature near my father or Benjamin.

Reporting it to the church or the hunter association was also out of the question since I’m a vampire now. They’d definitely burn me in the stakes.

“As long as you take the blood potion. You’ll be fine,” Trinity assured. She must have read the worry on my face.

“Anyway, I gotta’ go. Remember to contact me if anything comes up. Just draw my name with your blood on a mirror, and I’ll answer you as soon as I can.”

I nodded but was still hesitant. I didn’t want to leave my family. But I had no choice. Trinity was right. They were much safer with me gone.

“Oh, and Catherine . . .”

“Y-yes?” I was startled when her voice suddenly turned serious.

“Don’t trust anyone, and always remember that you must drink blood from time to time.”

“. . . Eh?”

Before I could ask what she meant, she was gone.

I took a large intake of air and released it in one go. I took the blood potion whenever my thirst returned, and my last meal was before I met Trinity.

I didn’t want to drink blood, and as long as I could, I wouldn’t. Even I was turned into one of the creatures of the night, I refused to be one.

My vision blurred, and I blinked the dizziness away. I couldn’t be weak in these times. For once, I had to take matters into my own hands. I couldn’t be indecisive and prolong the inevitable anymore.

‘You must go to the Kingdom of Razim and search for the mark.’

That was my purpose, and Trinity promised me that I could do whatever I wanted after that with an unlimited supply of blood potion to be with Benjamin. I didn’t trust her, but she was the only one who treated my condition, and at the moment, I could only depend on her until I was confident that I could control my thirst without her help.

However, I didn’t know when that time would come since I was more scared of myself than anyone else at the moment. I was frightened of losing control and attacking my son than going to the Vampire Kingdom.

I sighed. I guess I’d be living the rest of my life with Trinity’s blood potion to make sure that I wouldn’t attack Benjamin.

I was dull and weak, and I couldn’t do anything without my father’s support. I wonder if a woman like me could live in the kingdom of vampires and search for the mark.

Worry flooded my heart, and I shook it off with a snarl. My fingers shot to my mouth, and my tears welled in my eyes. I was more of an animal than a human now.

My ears perked when I heard voices. I was sure that it didn’t come inside my cell. It was at least fifty meters away, but I heard it clearly like they were whispering in my ears.

I shifted my eyes like I could see beyond the thick walls of my cell. My nose flared, but it was not working since I had just taken the blood potion.

However, my hearing . . . I couldn’t stop it. It sometimes picked up sounds that I didn’t want to hear.

“You naughty man. You’re already married.”

“I’m married to a doll. Honestly, if she weren’t breathing, I would think she really is. She’s like a corpse in bed.”

“*chuckle. What if the Duke finds us?”

“That idiot Duke is busy crying for his daughter. He’d rather burn candles to find a cure for her than to check on me.”

“And your son?”

“He’s asleep. Don’t worry. No one will disturb us. I already took control of half of the servants here.”

“*chuckle. How did you even manage it? I heard the Duke’s servants were all loyal to him. That’s why Lady Catherine’s condition remained a secret.”

“First, capturing the heart of that dull woman and the rest was easy.”

I plugged my ears with my hands, but it was no use . . . I already heard it, and my eyes bleed crimson. My fangs extended, and before I knew it, I lost control and broke from my cell.

I didn’t know what had happened, and when I blinked, I was already in the desolate hallway leading to the bedroom quarters. I didn’t have time to marvel at my newfound powers as I was overcome with the urge to rip someone’s throat tonight.

It was hard.

My anger was something else entirely.

It was like my thirst. I couldn’t control it, nor was I planning to.

The bedroom door creaked open, and the faked witch and Jorge didn’t even bother to turn off the lights. Their clothes were half undone as he took her from behind on the couch. I bet they were trying to slip a quickie before going to my cell to perform another ritual on me and extort my father’s money.

“C-Catherine!”

My head tilted to the side when Jorge released his hold on the charlatan’s waist, and his erect penis jutted out to his stomach.

“T-this isn’t what it looks like.”

I wonder how did it look like? When you’re already caught with your cock on display.

“How . . .” I was raging. My fists were shaking. “How much longer are you going to fool me?!”

In a blink, I was beside him while my claws dug on the charlatan’s shoulders.

Before she could scream, my fangs tore her throat, and she flopped onto the floor with her eyes wide open.