“Mistress!” One of the men knocked on my door, waking me up from a much-needed sleep.It wasn't every night that I had the pleasure of sleeping as I did just now. “What is it?” I hastily rose from my bed and started getting dressed.It has become a habit of mine, to always be ready, irrespective of the reason and time.“The blood drainers are almost upon us.” His words caused me to freeze.“What did you just say?” “The blood drainers are almost upon us.” He repeated. “Though they are far off, we need—” “Wake the others! Get out weapons ready!” I instructed him. “I will meet you out there!” “Yes, mistress.” The man left, and I heard him calling the others. “He's here.” My heart seemed to lurch out of my chest at the thoughts of the man who wiped my clan.Though I know I will one day meet him in battle, I never counted on it being this near.I thought I had more time to train my men before we faced them off in battle, but it seemed he found me first. The sounds of my men getting

That heartless bastard didn't return that night despite how many times I called him. He turned a deaf ear to my calls. It was as if he wanted to punish me for running away.I slept off in the early hours of the morning, and only managed to get a few hours of sleep before I was woken up. "Good morning," smiling to himself, he came into the room. The smug expression on his face made me ache to slap him, to get him to know that I wasn't joking at all. "Let me go." I tug on the ropes that were holding me captive. "You can't keep me here just because you want to. Let me go!" I tugged on the ropes despite how tired I was. My hands felt sore and heavy. And that was what prevented me from tugging on it as much as I would have loved to.If only I have that strength, I would have shown him what I'm capable of. "You are dirty," He smirked, ignoring my words. "Have you thought of having a bath?" he pursed his lips, looking so damned pleased with himself. "Let me go, and we will talk of tha

“What's it?” He arched a brow. “Are you finally going to ask about your men? You are no longer afraid to know what their fate became?” He smirked. I narrowed my eyes at him. “Tell me, who killed my parents? Who was the one that wiped out my entire village?”“Didn't you claim that I was the one?” He furrowed his brows. “Don't tell me you have changed your mind?”“Answer me. Who was the one that did it? Were you the one?”He sat up on the bed and faced me. “Do you want me to be the one?”“I just want the answer. Were you the one who wiped my village?”“No.” He sighed. “I wasn't the one who did that. But if you are looking for someone to blame, you can blame me. After all, I didn't do anything to those men back then.”I clenched my fists. “Who are they? The men who wiped my entire village, what is their group's name?”“The night bird.” He answered without missing a beat. “That night, I didn't come to your village. I came for. The night bird. However, before we reached them, they were a

Moon's Pov“You have your room, don't you?” Jol scowled at me. “It has been hot in here since you decided to crash.”“I'm just spending the nights here.” I flopped down on his bed, and placed my left arm over my head, to raise my head. “You should be happy I decided to sleep in here. I know how many females will be hoping to have someone like me in their room.”“Then go over to them. Or better yet, go back to your human. Isn't she the reason you are here now?” “Ray?” I sighed. “I'm not certain she wants me back there. Not after knowing who I am, and what I'm capable of doing.” ““Can you quit making yourself sound like a monster? I'm more of a monster than you are, Moon.” Jol sat on the other side of the bed. “I've killed my fair share of people before I met you. Compared to me, you are a saint.” “But not to her.” “If you are mad for sex, why don't you bite her, and allow nature to take its course? No one can fight against your bite, you know that.” He lay on the bed, dipping it a

“Ray?” He tried to touch me, but I slapped his hand off my body. “Don't ever think of touching me. Do you want me out of here? I'm leaving.” I turned and headed for the closet.Luckily for me, I had one of the maids hang the clothes I was putting on the night he caught me. Not the second time, the first one. The one I wore when he caught me when I escaped, was cut that same day. Tears prickled the side of my eyes, but I sniffed, to keep them at bay. In no way will I allow him to know how much his words hurt me. I won't allow him to see that. He doesn't love me, and never cared about me. Shedding tears in his presence will be more like rubbing things in.“I thought you will be happy to leave.” He spoke behind me, startling me from my thoughts. “What do you want?” I asked without turning to face him. “If you are afraid that I will take the clothes that are not mine, then you don't have to bother. I have no desire to take what's not mine.”“That's not why I asked.” He turned me, t