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Aldric's POV We fly through the night and most of the day, just so we can catch up with Luban and Malachi when we're halfway between the pits and Baron's estate. We meet up with them the next night and find a secluded spot. While my sons fly overhead to look out for spies, I fill them in on the plan. “I’m truly, deeply, sick to death of fucking Baron,” Malachi laments. “You should have let your bride kill him.” “Don’t be such a fucking dolt, you moron,” Luban scolds Malachi. “Is she worth it?” he asks me. “I think she is. I love her. You know you don't have to do this if you don't want to? She's my bride and my responsibility.” My brothers smile at me. "We look after our own," Malachi says. Neither of them has ever imprinted, and they’re older than me, but both of them had fallen in love and have turned the women they loved. “It wasabout time, wasn’t it?” Luban asks. "For you to take a proper bride?" “I suppose. Can we focus on the plan?” “What’s to focus on? Malachi, Hagar and
Rebel Blood Chapter 43
Simone's POV Lazarus and Sebastian take it upon themselves to keep me occupied while Aldric is gone. I don’t have much time to think about him, but during the day, I find myself unable to sleep, and when I do manage to fall asleep, I always go back to that beach where Aldric found me on the night of my rebirth. I miss him with everything inside me, and every morning when I go to bed, I hope that I’ll find him in my dreams as I did on the day before he left, but either he doesn’t go to sleep, or we are too far apart to find each other. I didn't know vampires could get tired, but I am. I am exhausted. Every night,I go to the office where Sebastian teaches me how to work the computer and sort through the files, and when I’m done there, Lazarus takes me to the mansion gardens where he'll either give me lessons in sword fighting or flying. I'm not too bad with the sword, but my flying lessons aren't going too well. Lazarus's efforts are about as successful as Aldric was. “Why I can’t
Rebel Blood Chapter 44
Aldric's POV I almost let my mask slip when Darrick speaks behind me. I had been so focused on Asmodeus that I didn’t sense my father’s awakening or his approach. His sudden appearance at once filled me with joy and dread. Luban takes up position behind me and puts his hand on my shoulder. Like me, he’s nearly paralysed with fear. Asmodeus is the only vampire in existence that possesses all the talents, and while he will not kill us, he won’t hesitate to use any of his powers against us. Before the originals ushered him into his tomb two centuries ago, he did it just for shits and giggles. "It gives me a tingle," he used to joke. “Oh relax,” Asmodeus says. “I won’t touch your son. Your special little boy this one, isn’t he?” he asks sarcastically. "The untouchable one." I chance a look over my shoulder at my father. For a vampire that had been petrified for a century, he looks fantastic. “All my children are special in their own ways,” Darrick says, but we all know he’s lying. I’
Rebel Blood Chapter 45
Simone's POV “How’s your bloodlust?” Lazarus asks. I shrug. I haven’t felt anything close to it since those first two nights. Even my emotions seem to be doing okay. If I didn't know better, I'd say I'd been a vampire all my life. “Under control.” “You are a very different kind of neophyte,” he says. “My youngest daughter, she’s ten now, still battles with it.” Before I can answer him, Lazarus disappears, but within seconds he's back with the potion Vesper brewed for me. “I don’t know if this will work against Asmodeus, but you’d better drink a double dose of this.” I stare at the potion in disgust. “Is it really necessary?” He nods and takes a step back from me. I notice the grimace on his face and the tight muscles in his neck. “I can smell your blood, and if I can smell it-” “Every powerful vampire can. Okay.” I accept the cup from Lazarus and quickly empty it while I watch the group of vampires come ever closer. My new brother takes up position next to me and narrows his e
Rebel Blood Chapter 46
Aldric's POV “I don’t belong to you,” Simone says through gritted teeth. “I belong to no one.” Technically, she does belong to me and as he said, we all belong to Asmodeus. Even the twenty-one, that somehow managed to defy his orders so they could wrestle him into the catacombs, belong to him. Shortly before he walked in there himself, I asked Darrick how they did it, how they managed to ignore Asmodeus’s hold over them, but he never answered me. I should ask my father that question again. Given that the first vampire has been resurrected and has clearly taken an interest in my bride, that might be valuable information to have at some point in the future. Asmodeus pulls my bride tightly against him. “Denying it doesn’t change the facts.” "Let her go," I say. Asmodeus turns on me, his red eyes pinning me in place. "She is mine to do with as I please." I can't move. Helpless, all I can do is I watch as the vampire paws at my bride, running his hands over her neck and shoulders. L
Rebel Blood Chapter 47
Simone’s POVI step out onto the porch and inhale the cold mountain air. I love it here. If I had my way, we’d move in permanently and spend the rest of our lives in the mountains.We’ve been here for two peaceful weeks. No one knows we’re here. Vesper’s magical abilities are impressive, and he somehow hid the entire compound from outside view. When we came here, I didn’t even see the sprawling mansion until we were nearly on top of it.Still afraid of my bloodlust, Aldric decided to keep me well away from the humans. We live in the groundskeeper’s cottage at the back of the property, and he won’t even allow the handful of donors in the mansion near me.Every night, I find Aldric out here waiting for me with a blood bag. I still need to drink blood three or four times a night, but the thirst isn’t as powerful as it was a few weeks ago. “Good evening,” he says and hands me a bag.I sit next to him at the little table and stare out over the landscape. We are tucked away in a deep valley
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Simone’s POV I’m not sure I want to hear about my destiny. “I don’t think it’s ever a good idea to know your own future. Nothing good can come of it.” “Your future?” Darrick asks. “No, no, no, dear child, not your future. This is your present and your reality. It's already happening.” I glance at Aldric who hasn’t moved at all. His arms are folded across his chest, and he’s staring straight ahead past me and Darrick at the clouds rolling in over the mountains. “If you don’t want to hear it, you should probably leave,” he says, “but I think I need to know.” Darrick nods. It’s clear that he is taking no enjoyment from any of his revelations. “Fine,” I sigh and perch on the edge of the chair. “Go ahead.” "It's a little complicated." "That's okay," I say. "I'm pretty clever. Why don't you give it a bash, and if I have questions, I'll ask." ** Darrick’s Story: “Is that him?” I asked Athenia. She nodded and pretended to take a sip of wine from the glass in front of her. The end of
Rebel Blood Chapter 49
Aldric's POV“Are you high?” I ask Darrick. “How the fuck is she supposed to kill Asmodeus?”Darrick reaches inside his coat and pulls out the Ash stake. I hadn’t seen it for close to a hundred years, but what strikes me is how ordinary it is. It’s just a piece of wood. I take it from him, shuddering as my skin touches the rough wood, and put it on the table.“How did you get it?”“From Baron’s vaults. It really wasn’t that hard. I don’t know why you didn't just go in and get it yourself.”“Did he see you?” I ask, ignoring his statement completely.“No.”“Baron has a lot of powerful allies. He garnered more support over the years, made more children.”“That is not the impression I got.”“Of course not. You’ve been asleep for a hundred years. Baron just recently started to…lose his grip on reality. The vaults weren’t guarded?”Darrick shakes his head. "His mansion was practically abandoned. One of his sons were there and a few neophytes. To me it looked like they abandoned him"“That’s
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