Hellbound With The Cold Alpha
"I might look drunk, Your Highness," she gulped. "But I'm not. This is my first and last warning to you. If you don't stay away from me, I will surely destroy you and your people." "Are you sure?" His gray eye interlocked into hers. Hazel rolled her eyes and held the hem of her dress so that she wouldn't trip. She could barely see now, especially with the aid of that terrible headache raking her skull. However, just a slight error and she wobbled all over him. His grip was held tightly to her waist but she pushed him away from her as she said, "Husband, you mistake lust for love. This is a warning, you will regret this." "Wife, there is a lot you need to learn from me. Like knowing how to tell a lie. Nevertheless, I shall give you another two weeks to take an act of revenge on me, if you don't succeed, I won't hesitate to make you mine even against your wish. If you do succeed, I am happy to die in your hands." He continued, whispering along her earlobe since he knew she would be unaware of what they had discussed the next morning, "It is like killing two birds with a stone, I will be able to fulfill my promise about keeping you away from evils. You would be able to protect yourself against me." As he said those words, he clenched his jaw. "It's funny how I am the evil you need to hide from, the one who has and will hurt you the most." *** HAZEL COLESHILL, a 22-year-old vampiress who had a very terrifying past with a werewolf, pledged to protect her clan by sacrificing herself to the werewolves as part of a truce. However, already having an idea of who she was going to battle with, an alpha prince, who is rumoured to be a psychopathic monster, she is pledged on destroying him completely before he does. In short, she would make him obsessed with her and then finally destroy everything that he holds dear. LUCIFEL, a psycho-born alpha prince, was caged as a child by his father to undergo therapy and experiments. He doesn't believe he is insane, thereby figuring out weaknesses in those that treat him and feigning progress to shorten treatment was his best escape. He came across a rude vampiress prisoner and is determined to make life hell for her by making her his pet not until things change and he figures out that he is obsessed with her. Who would believe that just one night of hot sex with that gorgeous thing was enough to change his personality from a cold being to a being who wants nothing but her? He could swear that she definitely bewitched him! But will his obsession turn into something else? However, why does this vampiress look like someone who he promised to protect in the past? The war between the werewolves and vampires seems to be neverending, will these two people end the war between the two creatures, or create a tougher war? EXCERPT 2 "How does it happen?" "Possessing your shadow in the walls is really helpful. Shadows are meant to be the most vigorous reflections. They attack your enemy if you can control them and then hide back in the walls. They break walls and are extremely powerful." Hazel sighed softly before she said, "Let's go back to the last one. Possessing beings just by staring at them in the eyes." "Have you heard about the rule majorly known among humans?" "What rule?" "The rule about," she raised her two index fingers up and then curled them, signaling a quote. "The rule about not looking into a vampire's eyes?" Hazel shook her head. "The rule about vampires possessing humans when the humans stare at them is as old as the mountains, however, it can also be said to be a superstition but it is not a superstition for some special ones among us." Fannie looked at Hazel intently before saying, "Someone like you, Lady Coleshill. You have the ability to possess beings just by staring at them Warning: Mature Content, Sexual Content and Heavy Fantasy.
Your Nakedness
He looked at her as if extremely shocked by what she had just said but then, he controlled his emotions and asked, "And why do you think I will listen to a prisoner? Especially someone as ugly as you are?"
Hazel's mind became mixed up with different emotions. She just did not know what to say. She was so sleepy and tired now. Just so tired that all she needed was her bed but then, knowing that she was going to end up sleeping on a rock surface or a sandy surface only creased the pain in her body.
She longed for home. She truly needed to rest, she could not bear all the things that were happening to her anymore but then, the thoughts relating to Micah suddenly came into her brain from nowhere in particular.
What would she tell him if she ended up being freed from the hands of werewolves? That...that she threw herself naked for a man even when he had not seen her naked before?
" Please you...you don't need to put down my cloth, I can just show you. It's just on my waist. I can show you without having to show my entire body."
"What is it that you are keeping?" She heard his voice a little hoarser. "How useful will your nakedness be when you end up being torn into pieces by the prince?"
Hazel did not understand anything that he had said, instead, she took her both hands that were cuffed together and took out the small weapon-like object that she kept in her hair.
He looked curious as he stared at her, "What is that?"
"My....my hairpin." She was even surprised when she saw the pin still fixed in her hair. She had thought that it would have fallen due to how thoroughly they had dragged her head but she still believed that she could still find it there.
Even for a second, she had prayed initially that the needle should injure whoever plunged into her hair but it did nothing.
He looked at her.
Hazel took the pin and brought it beside her clothed waist. In a second, she put the pin close enough and suck it into her cloth. Immediately, a tearing sound pinged into the air loudly and she stopped whatever she was doing. She looked up at the bleeding man before putting back the pin in her hair just the exact place she had taken it from.
"What did you just do now?" His voice went down straight into her ear.
"I. I...you told me...no." She breathed hard. "I...I don't know. You told me to stop whatever I was doing." She looked troubled as her gaze fell down his chest and she continued,
"No. You said you wanted to see the birthmark. It is right here." She pointed at the tear that was exposing her waist. She was careful enough not to cast unto herself another scar when she dived the pin into her wet gown so that she would not end up regretting it, especially when it was on her birthmark.
Before she knew it, he took the needle from her and held it towards her face, "What did I tell you not to do?"
"...."
"I told you not to expose that mark to anyone and you tore that exact place?" He paused, "What the bleeding hell do you intend to pull out here, now?"
Though Hazel was scared at his sudden outburst, she did not hesitate to voice out her own opinion this time. Just because she was a prisoner didn't mean she had no self-value. "I don't care a bit about whatever you are saying. What happens if he sees it?" She stopped for a while and looked deeply into his eyes, "If the alpha crown prince is kind then does that mean he would free me when he sees this mark?"
She added, "Is that the freaking reason you want me to hide it?"
"Shut your mouth up, you fool!"
"I am not. And now that you are like this, I am so curious to know what happens once he sees the mark. Would he set me free and stop the entire fight between the werewolves and the vampires?"
"In your dreams," he said, instead.
"I will like to see what happens, then," she shouted, finally exhausted as all the ounce in her flew right off the window.
"Once he sees the mark, you won't be the same in his eyes anymore. He would even kill you!"
"Are you concerned?" Her voice came out like a whisper.
"I am only concerned because if that happens, he will lose his mind."
Hazel looked at him, trying to tell if whatever he was saying was nothing but the truth but then, it was hard figuring out so she just smiled. "I will definitely like to see that happen to him and all of his kind. I don't care!" She said, slowly but then, she had not known that she had pulled someone's nerve. Just the exact time she said it, Ethan turned her around and hit her head on the wall, in annoyance.
She fell slowly, unconscious.
A/N: Hello guys, It's the noisy author, again!
Who else is waiting for the conversation between Lucifel and Hazel?