Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

503 A Trap?

“I do not love you hazel. I liked Bella but she is not here anymore.” that confused her but he explained, “you ate the dark witch. I want you to be loyal to us.

We will not fight war as long as you accept to support us and vampires will not pose any threat to us.

You have to leave Rafael and show us your loyalty.” his voice was resolute when she frowned and shook her head.

“I am loyal to witches. But I didn’t understand the meaning of leaving my family for them. I will support the witches and make sure that they will be well taken care of! You have my word for it.” He stood up as if the discussion was over.

“Think again, hazel. Do you think you can trust vampires? Did you forget how Scarlet had given you to your mother? Have you forgotten how Diana had helped your mother in killing you this time? And are you sure that history would not repeat itself? You would never be safe with them. They would never accept you as one of them.

And now that you are pregnant. What if it was a witch with the powers of a vampire in his blood. Do you think they would let such a creature live?” he asked with a sigh as he left the room leaving her alone when she touched her womb.

The thought was in her mind too. Her child.. What if he was neither a witch or a vampire. She was already an exception and she knew how much she had suffered because of it. What if her child had to suffer the same fate.

“What if I leave Rafael and I give birth to a strong vampire. The witches would not accept it either.” her voice raised to stop him near the door when he nodded.

“You are right! The vampire who had the power of witches could be a threat to our future. But that would be more of the reason that we will take care of him since childhood. To make sure that he would never hurt or betray us. But the decision is still yours.” With that he opened the door and left her behind when she sighed and leaned on the chair and stared at the ceiling.
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“In the end, he would not be accepted by both sides.”

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Vanesa let go of the man she was kissing on the road and licked her lips when she noticed Damien coming back towards her. She had a smirk on her face while her eyes shone with malice.

“So.. what did you see?” she asked with a smirk when Damien scowled at her and started walking away.

“Even if you do not open your mouth, Damien. I know Hazel was with another man. I can imagine what they would be doing in a closed room.” she chuckled when he started walking away. Torn! He still did not understand why Hazel would kill his mother even though his mind already knew the answer.

“You can hide Damien. I can understand you but that does not mean I will give up too. Diana was blamed wrongly, she was used by the witches and Scarlett lost her life because of them.

You can accept witches around you but I will not.” her voice was sharp and blaming when Damien ran a hand in his hair and ran from there.

“Wait.. where are you going? You can not go and ask them questions!” an evil smirk formed on her face as she kept asking him to stop but smiled when he left.

“Go Damien and kill all those witches so that the peace they were dreaming of.. Would never come!” she whispered as her eyes turned colder and evil.

Damien ran fast towards the palace. He only paused when he reached the underground prison of the palace.

The guards stared at him with worry.

“I am not here to create a scene. I want to meet my sister.” The guards exchanged glances but did not stop him.

He walked in when he saw her sitting in the dark room with a blank expression on her face. She who had lived all her life in all kinds of luxuries was wearing the same black dress. Her hair was disheveled and her face looked ashen.


The prison was in worse condition with no source of light and was dirty. There was no bed or food in there. Only a dark stone bench and a pitcher of water.

When he walked in, she raised her head and stared at him.

‘What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you did something foolish too!” she asked with a frown as she stood up and walked towards the bars.

“Why did you kill your mother?” he asked without worrying about her when she bit her lips and looked away.

“Looking away is not the answer to my question. I want to know why you called my mother, Diana, when she had always supported you and cared most for you. You know that she would have helped you in getting the affection of Rafael sooner or later. What in the world were you thinking to kill her?” he held her hands that were holding the bars and shook them when tears poured out of her eyes.

“I do not know, alright! I did not want to kill her. She was my mother and I loved her too. I… I did not know what happened to me at that moment. As if there was a constant voice in my mind that was forcing me. I.. leave Damien.. Leave. You will never understand what I have faced.” she pushed him away as she ran back to her seat and covered her face with her hands while the only sound of her tears echoed in the dark passage.

He kept standing there for a few more seconds before his eyes turned darker.

“Do you think someone has controlled you? That witches.. Do you think they have done it?”