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My Benefactor Chapter 17
I was running.Harder and faster than I had ever run in my life. Trees flashed past the way. It was only a matter of time my legs would hurl me forward, feet flying from something too terrible to face."Kill Derek. Kill the purebloods."Shaking those thoughts away, I willed myself not to listen to that voice."You were born for this. Fulfill the prophecy."Derek's house appeared between the distant trees. The sight of it brought a strange feeling of salvation, the way a thief might feel sighting a church, his chance at sanctuary. I sprinted harder, and soon, Derek's swimming pool appeared on my line of vision.I stumbled down to the patio that surrounded the pool, my eyes eyeing its blue depths. Part of me wanted only to drown myself, to lie on the bottom and hold my breath while my heartbeats get further and further apart, stretching, eventually reaching infinity.My reflection morphed into a different face. She had dark wavy brown hair that fell above the top curves of her supple br
My Benefactor Chapter 18
(Reagan's POV)"Direct descendant, huh?"I slammed my locker shut and exhaled a sigh. Here we go.I spun around and gave Bryson a small smile. "You could say that. How did you know?"He shrugged. "Ciara. She told me a few days ago. As Alerians, we were obligated to know our history."I frowned. Does he know the true origins? Would it change the fact if I tell him the truth? I think it was best to throw in the oblivious card."What do you know?" I asked innocently.He half smiled."It's a long story. We could go somewhere and talk?"I thought for a bit. If I get to hear his side of the story, I could narrow things down, and maybe find some answers. I shrugged. "I got nothing else to do, and school's over for the day."He smiled gratefully. "Cool. How about we go to our usual hang out spot?"I moaned. Not The Lounge. They had the best pudding in the history of dessert madness.He chuckled at my reaction. "I know what you're thinking, Ree. That's why I chose that place. Besides, it's the w
My Benefactor Chapter 19
(Reagan's POV)My conversation with Bryson had my thoughts working like clockwork in search for the truth.It was uncanny for Purebloods and Alerians to fabricate a story that held great importance such as this, but for what? Hindering the descendants to know the truth? Too ashamed that such breed existed due to unlikely consortion? When my dad finds Sephrina's grave, I hope exhuming her body would give us something to break this prophecy. If she did have the journal with her, as what that trusted Alerian historian claimed.Killing the ignition, I got out from my car and slammed the door shut. My spirits somehow dwindled day by day since the revelation. Each day when I wake up, I dread the feeling of wanting to kill the man I love."The one you love is the one you'll kill," I muttered sarcastically under my breath.Funny that I still managed to conjure dark poetry lines in dire situations such as this, or maybe I had gone to the deep end.Yeah, right. Maybe Derek would haul ass me to
My Benefactor Chapter 20
(Reagan's POV)"If you didn't dawdle at the last minute Cooper, we could've gotten at the airport earlier, but nooo! You just have to stuff more useless things in your damn suitcase!" I growled and nudged him roughly on his shoulders, looking for our designated seats.He shot me an annoyed look. "My prank book and accessories are not useless things, Reagan. You'll never know it might come in handy," with one last look at my irritated expression, he snapped his face front and continued looking for his seat.Derek booked three first class plane tickets bound for Athens, Greece. Why three? Cooper insisted, more like forced, us to have him tag along. He said and I quote,'I don't plan on missing the Indiana Jones experience'.I thought it was too much of Derek to go all out, though I'm content with economy class. I knew he was extremely wealthy, but come on! It wasn't like we were staying on the plane for a long period of time. But, I was outnumbered. It was two against one, and imagine th
My Benefactor Chapter 21
(Derek's POV)I woke after an hour of comatose sleep, feeling the thirst for blood searing in my throat. The room wasn't that dark. The lampshades that perched on both ends of the headrest pooled on the bed, gleaming off Reagan's skin. Her presence alone amplified my thirst, and it took all my will power to control myself. I didn't want another repeat like the last time.Staring at the love of my life's sleeping figure, I sighed and reached out to stroke her rosy cheek. Even in slumber, she still looked achingly beautiful, like an angel sent down from heaven to torture me with her beauty and charm.Wow, Derek. That was so cheesy.Not only that, I just had to chuckle softly at the irony of my thoughts. If this was torture, I would gladly take it any day, or better yet, for the rest of my immortal life.My hand moved to her soft brown locks, stroking them languidly. It was soft and smooth, as always whenever I twirled a lock out of habit. From there, my fingers traveled cautiously to he
My Benefactor Chapter 22
(Bryson's POV)I'm a guy.Typically, if a guy - a hormonal one, might I add - would confront a cat fight, the normal response would be "Wow! That's hot!", "Damn!", "Hell yeah!" or whatever was generally said to such circumstance.To such event graced the male populace, they viewed it as live sadistic lesbian porno.But, I wasn't your typical normal guy.A cat fight between two female Alerians; an ex girlfriend and a girl whom I had slept with two years ago, wasn't considered hot on my vocabulary.Brutal would be appropriate.I was shocked to say when Rebecca landed on my car's windshield with a crash, followed by a pissed off Ciara, charging like a red bull to finish her off...All I could do for five seconds was stare.45 minutes earlier...I sighed. Reagan has been incognito for two days now.I'd been trying to reach her, but as always, it went straight to her voicemail. Where on earth could she be? Of all days where I was ready to pour my heart out and tell her how she still meant
My Benefactor Chapter 23
(Reagan's POV)A Pureblood Galerian.Was that the outcome if I chose to drink blood? Surely, it was Ryder's choice, but why would dad want me to know this? He already told me all I needed to know, or maybe he wasn't specific entirely."Ryder, a Pureblood Galerian? Please elaborate," I said. To be honest, I was half worried and half curious but either way, I had to know.He nodded in affirmation. "Yes. A Pureblood Galerian, well to be specific, a Vampirian, in classification to a type of breed or specie."I tilted my head to the side. "So, how did you came to be a Vampirian then?"Ryder paused for a moment and looked at my dad for a go signal. "Is it okay, Luke?"My dad nodded in agreement. "Yes, go ahead, kid."Ryder averted his gaze back to me, his look that meant serious business. If this information was going to be gruesome for my own good, I was seriously going to be pure Galerian all the way.He started to speak in his velvety voice. "I met Luke 10 years ago in Cleveland. He was
My Benefactor Chapter 24
(Derek's POV)Ancient Thera, the classical city of the island of Santorini was located on Mesa Vouno, 396 m. above sea level. If my memory serves me right, it was founded in the 9th century B.C by Dorian colonist whose leader was Theras, and continued to be inhabited until the early Byzantine period.Luke called his friend and Alerian historian for further information. According to him, Santorini Island was the last documented sighting of Sephrina after she invoked the prophecy, gave or take a few decades or so. At some point, some Alerians had migrated to the city when the Sacred Law of Coexistence was created, thus gave them the freedom to do whatever they wanted. He said she resided there for some time, but it wasn't proven that the city was her final resting place. But, there was a temple built in honor of her mother, Chezahrina, so maybe there had to be something in there worth finding.After all, that was what the inscription said.Αρχαία Θήρα [Ancient Thera]Knowing we were des
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