Chapter 132: Rejection of a father
Music Recommendation: Strange Feelings- Jung Se Rin
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A painful cry escaped from Anastasia’s lips when she felt Dante’s canines break the surface of her skin and penetrate far deeper than she had anticipated. The pain was unbearable, and she wanted him to pull away as a searing heat began to spread, coursing through her veins like molten fire, but his hands didn’t let her move an inch, keeping her firmly in place.
Dante’s mouth continued to stay latched onto her skin as her sweet blood seeped into his mouth while the toxin from his canines mingled with the flow of her bloodstream.
Anastasia dug her nails into his arms as she felt the blinding pain searing through her until she finally lost consciousness.
Dante eventually withdrew his bloodied canines from her, his tongue flicking over the wound and the smears of blood around it. Gathering the remnants of the blood on his lips with his tongue, he looked down at the woman in his arms. His eyes glowed, the golden slits becoming prominent as their bond solidified.
"To think you have been fated for me for such a long time," Dante murmured, his gaze fixed on Anastasia, a woman now his through the bonds of blood, destiny, and time.
Scooping her up gently, he laid her on the bed and removed her shoes before pulling the blanket over her and lying beside her.
And while Anastasia fell into a deep sleep, the bond she had formed with Dante allowed her to tap into one of his memories. Like grains of sand swept by a forceful desert wind, she was transported back in time.
The day was bright like any other, with the sun casting its glow and the birds chirping away. On the upper floor of the palace, Lady Lucretia entered her son’s room, dressed in elegant attire.
"Mother," the young boy’s face lit up upon seeing her, and he eagerly made his way towards her.