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The Vampire's Omega

Tearing her clothes into two halves he asked. "Who did these to you, who hurt you" His voice rang through her ears, filling the room with anger, which emitted with the desire to kill, and truly, he was going to rip who so ever that had caused these injury on her. "Bella speak" His voice calm but threatening when he mentioned her name, she looked up at him immediately, the sparks running through her body, as he covered her body with his, preventing the other occupants who was standing, to see what belonged to him. Bella watched as they shivered with fear as her mate, the vampire king growled with anger. "Him, he hurt me" Bella said, and with a loud growl, Blade ordered, "Bring me a dagger!" Blade shouted, It was not a request, it was an order. Bella Manchor was the omega to the air winder pack, she was not just an omega, she was a wolf less werewolf. Her life was difficult, but became like hell when she got mated to the most wicked, arrogant, deadly and vile alpha, alpha Lucas, who used her for his sexual pleasures and afterwards, rejected her, but as fate may have it, she ran away from the pack, running into the hands of the vampires. Blade Hemlock is the vampire king, he is known to be ruthless, dangerous, dark, no regard to any law. The rogues attacking on the vampires, in their lands. Then he sent few of the best men to guard the land, where the rogues mostly attacked. Unfortunately, a girl, a werewolf ran into their lands, and his men took her, as a defiler. But she was not just a werewolf defiler, who had come running into his land, it was his mate, his long awaited mate has ran into his hands, hurt, with so much injuries on her body, half dead. Would Bella accept her mate after what had been done to her, would she want to be loved again, by her new vampire mate.

Negef Writes · Urban
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Chapter 20

  "Send me Longe, I need informations about who those damn fucking werewolves were"

  Blade Said, walking towards his office.

  "What are your plans?"

  Carson asked, following after him, but not failing to send Longe message that the King demands his attention.

  "I needed to know who those damn mother fuckers were. Who dared layed their disgusting hands on my mate. She is so damn scared of me, she is so damm scared of her mate and I feel like ripping you apart if you keep asking me those questions. Now where is Longe?"

  Blade asked, walking towards his chair. He slumped down on it, cropping his hands on his head, he was having a damn banging head ache, but he never cares. Carson kept mute for a while, not knowing what to say, obviously scared of the King's last statement, without been told, he knew the King would no doubt, exterminate his words.

  "He would be here in a short while."