Chapter 459: Predictable
LUTHER
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Two Weeks Ago
"I will spare your kind Luther, but your hybrid is mine," Dace Devereaux said and I knew what his game was, it’s funny how things can change in a few seconds. Anyone can see the interest in Emma he now holds. He has seen her value not just to me but to the vampire clan and now he wants her for himself.
I don’t know how he was able to figure out what she really is. But Emma is foolish to let that happen. I thought I trained her better and now she just looks like her world has come crashing down. It seems she was yet again foolish to have him grasp her heart like he once did.
Such a pitiful creature.
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The thunder struck fiercely, the clash of the lightning in the skies. The heavy rain poured like a flood. The room I sat in was dark with the clashing lightning and thunder the only source of light on occasion. The room feels cold and empty but at least her scent lingers.
So intoxicating even though it’s been months since she has last been here or maybe my brain is trying so hard not to forget how she smells. I remember when she would scream from a nightmare, her voice echoing in the entire halls enough to wake the rest of us. Her brother would rush in and try to console her from her nightmares and I would just stand by the door and watch. Fascinated by how feeble one can be from things that they bring up in their head to haunt them. No sense of control even in their own lives, letting trivial things ruin you.
She would murmur to herself saying it wasn’t her fault like a maniac, her pupils dilated as she spoke, brimming with uncontrollable tears. She would dig hard enough into her skin where her wound is, reopening it until it bleeds all over the place. Grayson would beg her to stop but she wouldn’t listen.
I dealt with her trauma for three good years, training the broken girl to be into what she is today and proudly flaunting her as my countess. It was just a formality to get her into my protection as well as her brother. After all, everyone knew of the offspring of Cassius Morelock, the famous vampire who had no royal blood but gained respect due to his prospects. I possessed his offspring and now just like a snap of a finger, they are gone.