Part 6:

William P.O.V:

The forest was eerily calm, and an ominous feeling loomed over me. The wind picked up as the full moon rose, casting its haunting light upon the trees. John and I were there for one purpose—hunting. As pure-blooded vampires, our existence was sustained by the blood of humans, and we searched the woods for any unsuspecting prey. The advantage of hunting in these secluded woods was the ability to conceal our meal without facing any consequences. The thrill of the hunt and the anticipation of a fresh kill pulsed through my veins.

"So how are things going with your target?" John asked. William's eyes furrowed for a moment when John addressed Kristen as a target.

I have been tracking a new target. A young woman who caught my eye with her alluring aura. John said, licking his lips.

My thoughts drifted toward Kristen. When I last saw her, her chocolate brown hair was so bright it almost sparkled. That creamy skin, which reminded me of a goddess, flushed a subtly pink blush over her cheekbones. And the eyes... Kristen's eyes had turned a darker red than blood when I first saw her. This girl possesses so many mysteries. And they were fixed directly on his as she smiled. I shook my head from the daydream.

I must stay focused. I cannot afford to lose control and reveal myself to humans. I thought. I got a feeling in my teeth—more of a tickling than an ache. It was hunger a particular kind of hunger. and not one I am planning to indulge in.

"She is an easy target and has already started falling for me," I said grinding my teeth. You can bring her back but do not forget to savour the thrill of the hunt. That is what makes us who we are. The adrenaline rush is intoxicating. And to finally sink our teeth into the warm flesh, to taste their sweet, life-sustaining blood... it is like nothing else in this world. John said provoking me more and making me realize that I am indeed a predator.

I couldn't bring myself to think about the horror she has to face in the palace. I felt bad for her.

"I don't think it will take much time to finish our task, within this weekend we shall take her back to Ontario," I said.

"Yea, humans fall for our charms but what I'm not understanding is why the king wants her alive?" He glanced over at me.

" She is the main part of the Prophecy," I said and walked past him. let us not waste any more time talking. The night is young and there is prey to be found. Let us hunt. John said and started running into the forest.

I slow down on my phase when I got a weird feeling like something is going to happen and it was going to be bad.

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My heart skipped a beat at the sound of car wrecks in the distance, sending shivers down my spine. I raced towards the source of the noise, driven by an overwhelming fear that Kristen was involved. Nothing else mattered at that moment but getting to her, for I could sense that she was in danger. My heart cried out for her, yearning to protect her from harm.

The scene that unfolded before my eyes were one of utter horror. My heart stopped as I saw Kristen's car, crumpled and broken, with her trapped inside. "Kristen!" I cried out, fear and desperation gripping me as I ran towards her.

With a fierce determination, I yanked open the door, my vampire strength effortlessly tearing it from its hinges. The acrid scent of blood filled my nostrils, causing my fangs to elongate in response. I struggled to control my instincts, my mind racing as I tried to think of a way to get Kristen out of the car and to safety.

My hands trembled as I reached for her, the sight of her blood causing a ravenous hunger to build within me. I had to fight against my nature; my love for her drove me to keep her safe no matter what. "Hold on, Kristen," I whispered, my voice low and fierce. "I'm here for you. "I won't let anything happen to you."

Suddenly, my throat ached and my fangs elongated, the hunger for blood growing stronger by the second. It had been three days since I last fed, and the thirst was becoming impossible to control. I groaned in frustration, struggling to keep myself away from Kristen.

"John, help her," I ordered, my voice a low growl as I pulled myself away from her.

"William!" John's voice called out, with a note of urgency in his tone.

I turned to look at him, my eyes blazing with anger and hunger. "What?" I snarled.

John visibly flinched at the sight of my eyes, which were turning black. Vampires' eyes only change colour when their monster side takes over, but for me, it only happens when I am starving for blood. "Your eyes...! "It's turning black," he stuttered in fear.

"Her blood is driving me crazy," I growled, the scent of her blood making me lose control. John's face was painted with fear, but I couldn't afford to let it distract me.

I managed to get Kristen out of the car, my movements being quick and precise to minimize further damage to her already wounded body. Despite my thirst, I was able to keep my monster side at bay, driven by my love and protectiveness towards Kristen.

Holding her delicate body in my arms, I was filled with a mix of emotions. The thought of this fragile human being brought a smile to my face, reminding me of the beautiful and innocent smile that she wore. I made a promise to myself to protect her with everything I have.

As I took her to the hospital, the fear of failing my father loomed over me. But I pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. Kristen was something indescribable to me, and I couldn't bear the thought of losing her.

The struggle to keep my emotions in check was overwhelming. My love and protectiveness towards her were intense and growing stronger by the day. I cursed myself for not being able to control my mind, but I knew that I had to keep a stable mindset if I wanted to succeed in my plans.

Despite my mixed feelings for her, I reminded myself that I couldn't fall for her. I needed to gain her trust, but it was becoming harder and harder to resist her charm. "I will never fall for her," I repeated in my head, trying to convince myself that my loyalty to my father and duty came first.

As I gazed upon her sleeping form, my heart ached with a mixture of longing and guilt. The urge to protect her was so strong, it felt like a physical force within me. But at the same time, I knew that I was a monster, a predator, and the very thing she needed protection from.

Her soft breathing was like music to my ears, and I couldn't help but stroke her cheek, feeling the silkiness of her skin under my fingertips. I wanted nothing more than to hold her close and keep her safe, but I was aware that I couldn't stay by her side for long.

The sound of people walking about and the smell of blood made my thirst for her blood almost unbearable. I was constantly reminded of my dark nature and the danger I posed to her. John kept reminding me of the reality, but it felt like I was fighting against my very own instincts.

I felt like I was standing at a crossroads. On one hand, I was drawn to her like a moth to a flame, wanting to claim her and make her mine. But on the other hand, I knew that I couldn't harm her and that I had to stay away from her, for her safety. The conflicting emotions were tearing me apart, and I felt like I was losing control.

My heart ached with every beat as I thought of her being torn from me. The very thought of her belonging to someone else, especially him, was unbearable. I could feel the anger boiling within me, threatening to consume me.

Her eyes, so full of love and kindness, have captured me in ways I never thought possible. I wanted to be the one she runs to, the one she trusts, and the one she loves. But fate has other plans for her.

I clenched my fists as the prophecy echoed in my mind. She will turn on me, filled with hatred and pain. The thought of her being with him, of her loving him, twisted my heart like a knife. I couldn't bear the thought of it.

I will do anything to keep her by my side, even if it means claiming her as my own. I will protect her with all my might, keep her safe from the prophecy, and keep her away from him. I will not let him win, even if it means risking everything, including my own life. I will end the prophecy and ensure her safety, no matter what it takes.

As I gazed upon her sleeping form, my heart ached with conflicting emotions. She was so beautiful, so innocent, and her scent, a delicate blend of roses and mist, was intoxicating. I felt the urge to claim her, to make her mine, and to taint her soul with darkness. I wanted to make her mine.

But I knew that was impossible. My father's words echoed in my mind, reminding me of the prophecy that she was destined for another, a mate who would bring her happiness while I would only bring her pain and heartache. My half-brother, the one who had been hiding in the shadows, was waiting to take her.

The thought of him touching her made my blood boil with rage. I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't bear the thought of her being with anyone else but me. I was torn between wanting her and wanting to keep her away from my half-brother. I knew that I could never truly have her, but I vowed to be by her side and protect her, no matter what.

"She is ill-fated." The prophecy starts and ends with her. She will determine which supernatural race survives the war. "Her mate will be the one she falls in love with, and the one who causes her pain shall face her wrath."

"She may be fated to be with him, but I'll make sure that never happens." He may have the bloodline, but he's nothing more than a weak, powerless coward hiding in the shadows. He's not fit to touch her, let alone be with her. "I won't let that happen."

I sneered at the thought of my half-brother. "She may not be my mate, but I won't let her be his either." The prophecy is damned, I'll claim her as mine, even if I have to destroy him to do it. "He won't touch a hair on her head if I have anything to say about it."

I stood over her, watching as she slept, and the overwhelming urge to protect her consumed me. "You may not know it yet, but you belong with me." I'll make sure of that."