All Chapters of Bride of the Vampire Lord: Chapter 11 - Chapter 16

DamianThe stretch of my lips felt so plastic that it felt more like a grimace, and even Greyson could detect it as his grin widened. The word 'pet' grated my skin like a jagged stone. Greyson and I were turned on the same moonlit night. High Queen was the one who took it upon herself to execute the Change. Since then, centuries have passed, seasons have come and gone, and I have managed to remain in the High Council's good graces, steadily rising in rank and maintaining my position as one of the esteemed Royals of the court. With fame comes envy, and I wasn't ignorant about it. A few vampire leaders did not back down from leering at me and taunting me in open while many spoke about me behind my back. Unfortunately, my blood brother surpassed them all. Being given the position of an Elite instead of a Royal irked him to no end. "Won't you give me permission to at least bid farewell to my better-half?" I implored, the pretentious genial grin plaster

Damian"I am aware," I admitted at length. I knew the consequences of a vampire marrying a human. I knew it well, more than anyone else. The old wounds that I had buried deep along with my past life writhed and roiled as if wanting an opening, to flood my dead brain and make me relieve those days, the days that had taken years to forget. That was another reason why I felt more baffled and perplexed. I should stay away from humans, treat them as a source of food and pleasure yet I went ahead and married a human against my better judgement. My fists clenched as I felt unbidden anger on myself. High Queen must have gauged my inner turmoil. She let out a heavy sigh, "You must annul the matrimony, Damian". Despite knowing the inevitable, my eyes snapped up, locking with her blue-grey ones. She jutted her chin as her gaze bore into mine, challenging me silently - to defy, to protest. I averted my eyes quickly, lowering my gaze once again I muttered, "W

MyraI stared at him, unblinking as the news or rather his decision settled in like a heavyweight, suffocating me. He was giving me an out. He was ending this...this farce. But why couldn't I be elated? Why did I feel as if the ground beneath me had suddenly been wrenched away and I was about to fall headfirst into a chasm? Damian's eyes bored into mine, his gaze sharp and observant. He stocked towards me, his steps confident and predatory and soon I was tilting my head to look at him. He loomed over me. All the while I did not move, did not speak because words felt too complicated and my emotions were in a tangled confusion. His hand came up, hovering slightly as if reluctant to touch before gently caressing my cheek, "Say something". The gentleness in his tone rivalled the topic. My gaze sought out his, searching for an answer but not coming up with any. Maybe I had become useless for him as well. Yet there was something there, som