"Nothing." Lara composed herself and straightened her dress, pushing loose strands of hair into her bun as her eyes glittered with mischief.Duncan grunted, taking one last look at his room and making a mental note to fold the heap of clothes gushing out of his wardrobe. Well, his maid would do that anyway."What took you so long?" Lara asked, hands akimbo with her inquisitive eyes raking him from head to toe.Duncan threw his gaze to the deep cherry hallway and cleared his throat, feeling a tingly sensation on his skin as he felt like she could see what he had done. "I just got out of the shower." He lied, pinching his lips into a grim line and walking ahead of her. Noticing she wasn't trailing behind him, he glanced over his shoulder and saw her pushing her head into his room like a peeping tom."Lara!" He raised his voice a notch, scowling at her. She snapped her head in his direction and beamed. The elastic around her hair fell out and her ebony locks fell in waves down her bac
Erin Nightwind The moment she flew through her open window, she transformed back into her human form and pulled down the window to latch it. Having done that, she rested her elbows on the white sill and gazed into the sky, wondering what the unknown had in store for her. The time suddenly appeared in the sky and the cold breeze from her other open window frolicked around her buttocks, making her realize she was naked, bringing her out of the void her head had created–her eyes widened. She didn't have time to get tangled in her web of thoughts. She needed to be at the dining table."Thankfully, no one came to shut my window. How would I have explained the wounds that refused to heal, or how would I tell Father I had left the kingdom?" Erin asked no one in particular, swinging around and almost getting a heart attack when she met grey inquisitive eyes."Where have you been?" She pushed up her perfectly carved brows and tilted her head. "Hey, sis." Erin managed a shaky smile, crossing
"Duncan," She muttered under her breath, recalling his name with her eyes still fixed on the meat. "You haven't had anything since we started dinner." His voice sent chills down her spine, but not in a good way, dragging her out of her reverie. "Aren't you hungry?"Erin shrugged, refraining from taking her eyes higher to meet his face. Her stomach tied itself into knots and grumbled. "You are," He replied himself under his breath and pushed his leg so it could touch hers once again. Erin chanced a glance at his inquisitive honey browns, and a line formed over her brows disapprovingly at him. He returned to his meal, shoulders drooping in disappointment at her silence. She didn't want him, why didn't her parents get it?"Maybe I shouldn't have said what I said earlier knowing how much he meant to you," Mark stated, referring to their argument. "It's fine," Erin crisped. "What is wrong with you?" Lola nudged her ribs, and she swallowed a yelp, boring a hole into Lola's head. "I sa
Erin glanced around furtively, avoiding his gaze, using her hand to feel around the counter for something that would be of help to her. Maybe a dagger would do. "I-I don't know." She shook her head once again, and his hand fell off her chin. "How about I show you?" He slurred, looking dreamily below her nose and running a red tongue over his thin lips."What?" Erin frowned, grabbing an apple. He leaned in, biting his lips and leaving them slightly apart. The moment their lips were a whisper away, she shoved the apple at his mouth, and he paused mid-action."Have an apple." She rushed over her words as she stepped away from him and clutched her stomach. "I have to go, my stomach aches, ouch!" She spun and took hasty steps towards the door. "Wait," He called out to her, and she pulled up short at the doorway, shutting her eyes for a split second, "Could you show me to the restroom?" She stifled a groan and glanced over her shoulder, "Sure." She managed a small smile and led the w
DuncanThe pain stung his face, and the anger that burned in Erin's eyes a minute ago was now replaced with remorse as she held her hand to her chest. He winced, rubbing the affected area as they stood in utmost silence, watching each other. He had recalled her to be the girl he saved that night from his pack, but he wasn't expecting a thunderous slap like that."I'm sorry," she finally said, water brimming in her eyes as she took baby steps close to him and reached a hand to his face. "Here, let me see that.""It's fine." Duncan shook his head, moving back to avoid her touch in case it was another slap."No, let me see it." She spoke softly, and her voice reminded him of cymbals. He stood still, catching sight of her hand making its way up his cheek. She cupped it lightly, and once their skin touched, his heart pumped blood faster into his veins, and his mind was overwhelmed with flashes of a pair of eyes he always saw in his dreams. Her touch was calm and suiting, her palm delive
Duncan He groaned, holding his palm to his lips. His eyes widened at the red liquid that marred his fingers, and his face instantly turned red. He spared her a glance, noticing his blood all over her mouth. She poked out a red tongue and ran it over her bottom lip, licking it off. He did the same but instantly regretted it when the metallic taste of blood stabbed his taste buds. "Why did you do that?" His nostrils flared as he rushed over to the lake to wash his lips. "We are two different beings. I can not be your mate because drinking blood is how I survive." Her voice had no remorse in it. "I eat flesh sometimes, but I do not go around biting people's lip," Duncan scowled, kneeling beside the lake, waiting for his lip to heal but it was taking longer than usual. "Neither would a sane person kiss a stranger. What if I was a soul vampire?" Erin inquired, creasing her eyebrows into a frown. "Then I will be glad my mate took my soul." Duncan held a hand to his chest. There was
"What do you mean?" Egor and Duncan chorused. They briefly looked at each other, exchanging hate glares. "Follow me," she said, then took off, running in the direction of the woods. They followed her till they arrived at a tree. It seemed to be tainted with blood that slowly dribbled down the rough back. "A bleeding tree?" Egor inquired, and Hildegard rolled her eyes before shaking her head and going around the tree. "This." Hilda pointed at a naked man who lay in a pool of blood with his tongue sticking out of his mouth. Duncan frowned, thrown aback by the sight. The man's body looked pale like there wasn't a single ounce of blood in his veins. His eyes were rolled skyward, and they could see only his scleras, no iris. "What happened to him?" Duncan asked with both his eyes narrowed at the white body. "Looks like his soul was sucked out or something.""Yes," Hilda began, stooping down to place two fingers on his neck for a pulse, saying, "There's nothing, and this is not all."
Erin GrendelA faint blush devoured her cheeks, and she bent her head in a bid to hide them. She solely wondered why his touch had so much effect on her. "Would you like to share what the problem is?" She asked, and he shook his head in disagreement. "Okay, has my apology been accepted?""On one condition." Duncan held up a finger, letting go of her hand. "It better not be something ridiculous," Erin mumbled, motioning for him to continue.Slowly, Duncan closed the gap between them, and his calloused palms found her small waist."You let me kiss you," Duncan announced, and she facepalmed, shaking her head in opposition. "I can not go around kissing a stranger." Erin tried to free herself from his hold, but his grip never weakened. "We are not strangers anymore. We are soul mates. I promise I will not kiss you for long." Duncan pouted, and she gave it a long thought before accepting. "Just this once." A small smile graced her lips, and he chuckled, pushing up his eyebrows. Erin