Capítulo 10: chapter 9
The ivy mansion stood hidden behind the red skies of the night.It stood independent concealed by the containment spells credited to Eliza the enchantress.
There was no sign of life inside , yet the people that lived inside were incapable of escalatimg anything without turning it black.The pictures of the heirachial vampire council of the chosen were plastered on the walls down the hallway, alongside those of the enchantresses, believed to have drawn their arrows and bows, with the ultimate authentic target.
The pictures that run from the edge of the spiral staircase, leading towards the living and dining rooms, had those with smiles and lies of immortal encouragement plastered on their faces.
Levy's photograph hung at the extreme end, at the corner towards the entrace of the luxurious living room.The lines on his handsome a
face were genuinely stressed, a perfect gesture he could afford in his 900 years. He was aptly described as tall, handsome and hell of a sexy vampire lord across generations even though himself was a black hole sucking up everything.
For generations, he together with his legion of followers had hunted the down the ONES . Latest being Hermione Heeler, whose current whereabouts were only in the cordinates in his vicinity. She eluded brightness, like a shooting star, she was invicible, and alive trigerring his insatiable appetite for her.He couldnt hide it anymore.
For the long time he watched her , he wanted her.He longed for her exceptional blood running in his pulsating veins, the rebellious rouge one inside him took over the humane one painted on the outside. Many times he had tried to lurch at her, but Jace Wayland, the man who he had long loved to hate became the repellant.
He and his party of protectors loomed around her like bees on the cherry blooms and blossooms of spring. He could only manage to smell her scent from metres away ,sniff in anticipation , curb down his hunger by retreating onto the humans.
While he drained their veins, he cursed at Hermione, blamed her for his horrible acts, sniggered at the vision of her in his head for letting him become the monster he thought he would never be
"For a long time, he recited the same code, while tracing the picture frame in which his photo hung.
" I am coming after you.Nowhere to hide Hermione.This is me makimg that horrible promise to you, beloved" He gnashed at his extended fangs while toying with his half filled glass.He titled his head and gazed emptily , through the wooden frame, the concrete walls, till his gaze caught a blonde in a red bodice. Her face lit up at the sight of him.She hurled her febble skirts off the ground and ran towards him, her hands tugging around his neck,.She planted a soft kiss on his lips, then looked vibrantly into his deep blue ocean set.
" You came to see me, again?,Am glad. I missed you." she said.
"I missed you too, Ethel" He managed to say as he swallowed past a dry throat.His skin, paler than usual tingled under the careful touch of Ethel's fingers .He rested his head on her palm, and closed his eyes enjoying the moment of calm, right here with his beloved.His arms tugged at her narrow waist, while he moved steps in a choreographed manner.
"lets dance.i miss holding you in my arms like this.
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