Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

“My wounds?” startled, she looked over her body and as he said, there was not a single wound left but why was she feeling more pain then? It felt as if her body was tearing apart.

“How could this be?” The same question was swirling in the mind of Lucian too who was staring at her with wonder. His heart was telling him a reply but he could not believe it.

Her eyes were not silver! But then again, he had used a potion to hide his powers too. Could she be doing the same?

But the confusion on her face did not seem like an act and if she was what he thought, why had she let them beat her in the first place. He was not there.. . no one was there to keep an eye on her.

“That must be due to the medicine I have fed you when you turned unconscious, my lady. I am relieved that it was working.” Hazel raised her head and stared back at him with confused eyes.

He could feel thousands of questions in her eyes that made him.. Unnerved!_.

“But from where did you get the medicine?” He was thoroughly checked when he had arrived at the palace and since then he never met a physician, so how could he have medicines that could heal the wounds so easily?

“You are lying!” That was not a question as she tried to stand up. Her eyes were boring holes into his skin.

He felt anxious as if he was walking on the eggshells when she was the one who should be asked questions.

But why was he doing so? Why was he trying to hide what had happened?

“I made them while in the vampire palace. Everyone in the dark forest knows about alchemy. It is an advanced method to treat wounds.

But I do not use it in case I will be called a witch.. You know what i mean, my lady.” he traced her every expression. In his heart, he wanted to see her getting pale or flinch at his words but she only blinked and then her eyes turned dim.

She nodded her head silently as she stared back at her body hard. As if, if she continued to stare at them, her wounds would come back and the illusion in her eyes will disappear.

“Wahhh, sob sob!” The sound of crying took her attention and she let go of the thoughts she could not understand.

Standing up, she walked towards the door and entered.

The room was covered in the dark but surprisingly she could see the kids clearly.

Most of them were injured, scared and trying to hide. One of them must be trying to run away from the window when the door was opened but her hand was pierced with the nail on the wooden window and now she was trying to muffle her cries, afraid that her cries would be heard and then she would be punished.

“Lucian, use the alcohol from the barrels and try to make a torch.” if she would walk in the dark, the kids would take her as one of the assailants and try to run away from her.

Scanning the whole area and making sure that she would not face any threat here, he nodded and went out to find a wood first.

Hazel stood there unmoving. She knew that even if she would try to explain to them that she was not a person and she was there to help them. They were not going to listen to or believe her.

They have been hurt and betrayed too many times for that. She waited till Lucian would come back and help her in treating the wounds of injured kids, only then would the kids believe in her.

More than that, she wanted to see him using the powers once again as she felt that he was not telling her the truth. Her eyes fell back on her arm where a deep cut was made by the dagger.

But there was no trace of the industry anymore as if it was not there at the first place. Her skin felt smooth like always. Tracing it with her hands, she fell back on her thoughts.

A man that was left to keep an eye on the kids was hiding behind them all this time. He knew that he was not a match of both of them who had killed all his subordinates.

So, it would be better if he would wait to find an opportunity to run away but when he saw the man leaving and the woman lost in her thoughts, he realized that was the best opportunity he could get.

He held the shard of glass of the window the kids had broken in his hands while his eyes burnt with the desire to take revenge.

Leaving this place unscathed would not be worth it if they would be able to save the kids and destroy the place. Killing one of them would be better so that he could tell his friends that he took their revenge.

With the desire to kill her burning in his eyes, he took discrete steps towards the woman who was touching herself in a strange way. A look of disgust and hatred filled his face when he stood behind her yet she did not notice his presence.

Just how foolish his comrades were to be killed by a woman as gullible and naive as this. Killing her was a piece of cake! Why was he getting so agitated ?

He raised his hands to attack her when he felt a sharp grip on his hands and found the woman staring back at him. But that was not what scared him.. Her eyes.. Her eyes… he heard the sound of cracking of bones and a shriek escaped his lips while the shards of glass fell from his hands.

Falling on his knees, he felt his heartbeat getting rugged and strange when blood started to come out of his eyes and nose and mouth.. Every part of his body and he burst like a balloon.