*Pryce Winsley's POV*
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"What do you mean, I'm a vampire?" I asked Blair in confusion as I am puzzled as heck about why she would say such a thing. I mean, I know being a half-werewolf is quite shocking already, now what more is an additional one? The more, the merrier? Maybe.
And the response of my great mate is just pointing at her mouth. What does she mean by that? Kiss? Make out? Hmm?
Then she pointed to her eyes, next. What now? She what? Stare at me? Oh, stalks on me! I know, she always does before. She is just a freak being one, you know.
Finally, she pointed to her left forearm with her right middle and index fingers. What is it this time? Her fingers? Oh, yeah, they are nice as heck. And, please, green mind, leave me alone for a while, while we settle this situation of mine. Just come back later.
When she noticed my clueless face, she gave me a look that seemed to say, "do you get it now?". And, the heck, not.
"What was it, Blair? Can you speak English? Please?" I asked her with my sheepish smile because I really don't know what she meant. And the pretty girl just looked at me with her blinking lovely green eyes.
She took a deep breath before replying to me and pointing to her body parts again, "You have... Red eyes. Four sharp fangs like mine. And pale skin. One more thing..." She paused as she dragged me to the part of her room where there is a table and a mirror.
"See that? You cannot see your reflection. Or mine." She added as her reflection disappeared when she whispered a spell to her necklace to transform her back to her vampire form.
"Hmm, wow! Now, how did it happen?" I let out in amazement after a moment of my mind processing the information, and I asked her, to which she went to laugh nervously and stuttered in reply.
"Well, I... we... when we... Umm, you know. That night that we... that we did something amazing, I... umm, I tried to convert you into something like me—a vampire. I just want to fend off that prophecy that you should die. I know if you ever become one, you can fight for your safety because you can do whatever I can. I thought I failed, but... here you are. I have never been so happy that I am with you right now, Pryce. But I am so sorry that I did it without your consent. I could have asked you first, but I... my mind was clouded with---" she explained, but I cut her off with my left index finger on her lips because I don't want her to feel bad about herself in doing such.
"Hey, it's okay. It's alright, Blair. Well, I should be thanking you because... I am here and alive that I am with you. Thank you for everything that you have done for me. I feel indeed so damn happy, too, that I am with you right now. I love you so much, my Blair. Always know that." I told her and confessed with all my truth which made my mate make a face that is about to cry. Aww, isn't she the most adorable vampire ever? Her red eyes are turning green, and her lips are slowly pouting. I badly want to kiss her. Can I? Yeah, I will. She's mine, anyway.
"I love you, too, Pryce. With all I have and with all I am. Can we kiss now? Please?" She replied while facing me and smiling like she usually does, idiotically wide and bright, and she finally asked a thing we both wanted so much since earlier.
"You don't have to freaking ask for it, you freak. Get in here." I answered and eagerly grabbed her nape to finally claim her lips with mine so that we could begin this dance.
When our lips were about to touch, I closed my eyes to savor the amazing sensation that I am about to feel with the love of my life, but then, I quickly opened my eyes as I felt something peculiar. And I snapped my head in the direction near the window as I saw something there. Someone, particularly.
"Blair," I muttered to inform my girl about the presence of someone in her room, and she hastily turned back into her vampire form.
"Oh, pardon me for barging in."
It is a deep voice of a man, and Blair moved to make me stay behind her as her hands fired up and ready to attack the intruder. Well, whoever he is, he fucking destroyed a damn intimate moment of two people in love. I might as well use my vampireness if necessary.
"Who the fudge are you to come and trespass in someone else's room? Don't you know how to go to the door and knock? Don't you know basic human courtesy? Oh, maybe because you are not one. Speak your purpose, Vampire, or you shall meet your end from this mad hybrid. I'm a half-witch, by the way; if you don't know where this fire is coming from, and you wouldn't wanna make a mess with me. Or Us. Now, speak. Talk!" Blair asked and asserted like a person whom you should be scared of because you know that you are facing your worst nightmare.
And, I heard her gritting her teeth when the man let out a soft laugh as he walked closer to where we are.
"Take another step, and you will lose your chance in talking. What is so fudging hard in stating a damn purpose? Oh... you must be... If you are here to kill her, you will pass through me first, and I say, I never go easy on anyone. You have three seconds to talk. One..." My furious mate warned and began counting while I try to stay calm and alert to whatever attack this man might do to us. And, I guess that he is alone.
"I am not an enemy, to start with. Well... Your mother is right. You are so powerful and intimidatingly adorable. It's so good to see you again, Claudette. I'm truly glad that both of you are alive. My greetings, Your Highness, Pryce, formerly King Alcatraz. You might not remember, but I am a great fan of that man." He began with a bright familiar smile, and it made me and my girl curious to know who he is. Why does he call Blair by her second name?
"You knew my mother? Who are you?" Blair asked him as she seems a bit calmer now, and her fire has been slowly disappearing.
"I thought you would recognize... but never mind, Little One. I apologize for not introducing myself beforehand. I am Dracovick Sperova. And---" He answered and told us his name, but my mate cut him off.
"Oh, fudge! King Draco of the Vampires. Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Wait up... You are...? Oh, damn!" Blair let out and bowed before the man, and I am kind of getting something, too.
Isn't the King of the Vampires her father? That is what I remember clearly.
"Yes, my child. I am." He confirmed with a reassuring smile, and I turned to look at my girl, who seemed to be seeing something she couldn't believe.
"Dad. You are my father." She uttered in awe, and the man nodded his head lightly in response.
I knew it. It's her father.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV* --- "Dad, how are we both alive?" I asked the man before me with my bewildered, curious mind, and he went to sit down on the couch. I just want to know because I remembered that my mother has mentioned that we are cursed. One of us should be dead for the other to be alive. And now, we both are living. "Death. I guess that's what broke it, Claude. I died, you died. I think that is it. That was great lighting that woke you up, was it?" He answered, and he seemed to have a point. I held my mate's left hand in mine and led her to the bed to sit down as this conversation with the King of the Vampires is not gonna be a quick one. "Yeah, it was. I really don't know why I came to life because of it. Ch
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- "Hey, are you ready?" My grinning mate asked me as she held my left hand with her right one, and I took a deep breath and nodded my head in response. "I don't know if I'm nervous or excited, Blair," I uttered and turned my head to look at her pretty face, and the girl chuckled. "Well, I guess you are nercited then." She replied that it made me let out a soft laugh. Yeah, indeed. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them, I found myself standing outside a huge wooden double door. It's Cassie's porch. Damn, I can't imagine what she looks like now, or if she has a family of her own, what her job is, and everything else that I have missed for the last thirty years. That was surely longer than the years that I hav
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV* --- Tears fell from her warm blue eyes... As expected. And damn! She looks different from the last time that I saw her. Her hair was in a ponytail, and now, it's down. Different, right? "Tell me I'm not dreaming." She began while slowly walking where Pryce and I are, and I cleared my throat as l will be the one to tell her since my mate here is also bawling her eyes out but smiling. "Sander, you are not dreaming," I told her as she said, and I went to sit on the headrest of the couch to get a better view of them. It's just a magnificent sight to see two very close friends reunited again. For Pryce, it was just yesterday, but for my cousin, it was an eternity.
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- After meeting my best friend's family, with which we shed tears, and knowing a few important details about the things that Blair and I have missed about them, here are the two Northern Witches now discussing magical crystals of their race. "You do have your Octavia's Crystal, don't you, Blairie?" Cassie asked the inquisitive hybrid, and Blair took out her necklace to show it and replied, "Yeah." "That one makes you human if you wish to be because of the spell in it. It hides your supernatural auras and form. And it works for witches only, whether Northern or Southern. While this Mirak's Crystal, which I have acquired by the moment I turned twenty-one and was given to me by my mom, lets any witch travel to places by creating a portal if you wish to do so.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV* --- "Mommy, are you okay?" The little boy worriedly asked his mother, who has been puking her digestive system out, and I caressed her back to soothe her feelings and help her empty her stomach from the coffee and pancake that she had eaten earlier. "I can't believe that you still lose your sh-what you have in your tummy when teleporting, Sander," I told her while trying not to say the shit-word because AC is listening. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand after cleaning herself using the water on the fountain fronting the palace. "No, I don't get dizzy when I am using the crystal in going to places, Blairie. It's only your vampire-teleporting-shit is making me vomit my freaking intestines out!" She retorted and walked to get insid
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- I looked around while wearing a puzzled face, the same as Blair when we arrived in a place that was so familiar to me. My room. Yet, it looks like someone else's now. "Who the fudge would be settling in here without your permission, babe? And where the heck on earth are your things?" My bewildered mate cursed as she noticed the things that I had. None of these are mine. What happened here? "I don't know, Blair. I don't know. But that was a long time since we were gone." I replied as I traced my fingers on the study table where there was something that seemed to be a flat-screen, and it's attached to a keyboard. Is this what a computer looks like now? It's light, thin, and fancy.
*Blair Claudette Cavanaugh's POV* --- "They're blue," I told my mate as I kept staring at her eyes, and I never thought that I would be seeing them in this color again. I missed them. I missed staring at her electric blue eyes. "What do you mean blue, Blair?" She asked, wearing a puzzled face, and I smiled as I silently wished to be in my vampire form. I just need to confirm something since I broke off from our passionate kiss when I felt her body temperature suddenly change. She's warm. And hot. Super. Especially that she is just in her two-piece now. Yeah, I got rid of her white dress without breaking our kiss. My hands are just doing their jobs flawlessly. "Human," I uttered after I felt her aura. It's purely human now.
*Pryce Winsley's POV* --- I was about to get out of bed after I felt something familiar downstairs, and I quickly grabbed the sheets to cover my nakedness when someone suddenly appeared near the bed where my mate and I are on as we are just wearing our birthday suit. And I yelled in surprise, "Cassie, what the shit?" "Oh, damn! Sorry!" She cursed and hastily turned her back on us, and I heard Blair giggled. "Hi, Prycie! Now we're even, Blairie!" My best friend cheered as she walked a distance, and my mate just laughed and replied, "Yeah, right! So expect that I would be the one to run into you next." What the heck are they talking all about? "No! You shouldn't dare." The witch coun