The Bride Of The Vampire King

This guy often did unreasonable things, but what he's doing right now was outright crazy!

Aaric was trying to kill her!​​

What the hell was going on in his mind?!

Mila screamed with all her might when she saw Aaric slashing the penknife, which he took out of his trouser pocket, at her swiftly.

Mila was sure she didn't have time to dodge it and the knife scratched her skin. The first thing she anticipated was; unbearable pain from her injured hand.

Yes, as Mila wanted to protect her face, she raised her hands as a last resort instinctively.

"Stop screaming," Aaric said in a lazy tone when he saw Mila's exaggerated reaction. "Look carefully."

Aaric's words were not immediately digested by Mila, but when she realized that the pain she thought she was going to feel was not coming, Mila began to slowly lower her hand to see Aaric, who was still standing in front of her in the same position with the damned penknife still held in his hand.

"What the hell..." Mila breathed out with difficulty, as her body was still shaking uncontrollably with fear, she then turned her attention to her arm and was stunned to realize that she was actually fine.

No wounds, no blood, no scratches. This was very far from what Mila had imagined.

Mila's first thought was; Aaric didn't really stab her, it was the only reasonable explanation that she could come up with now.

But then, Mila saw the edge of her long sleeve, cut off. This indicated that Aaric had indeed stabbed her hand earlier, but somehow only her clothes were cut off, but her skin was not injured at all, which made no sense whatsoever.

"You see it yourself just now," Aaric spoke in a triumphant tone after he presented irrefutable concrete proof for his words from a few minutes ago. "You are a non-human being."

Mila didn't know why, but she felt a sense of proudness and happy tone coming from Aaric, when he said that.

"What…?" Mila couldn't continue her words, she felt her tongue go numb and all her vocabulary disappeared to somewhere. "How…?"

Seeing the confusion in Mila's facial expression, Aaric actually thought it was funny and worth laughing at, only when Mila looked at him fiercely, did he stop laughing and cleared his throat to swallow the rest of his laughter which annoyed this girl.

"You think humans can do this?" Aaric asked, he knelt before Mila and blinked his eyes which then turned red again. "They will be very scared when they see this." Then Aaric blinked again and his eyes turned dark brown.

"What is... all this?" Mila couldn't find the right words to ask, but she was trying to understand the situation as best as she could.

"Do you now believe that we are non-human beings?" Aaric asked, his eyes shining with joy, as if he was enjoying saying every single one of his words which made Mila flinch uncomfortably.

Mila still didn't say anything, but she squinted her eyes at Aaric with a still wary look.

"You're also a non-human being?" Mila asked in a cold voice, after a while she managed to think clearly again.

"Yes," Aaric replied excitedly.

"Then why am I in this room while you are free to roam around wearing the same uniform they wear?" Mila pointed out the main point of her disbelief.

However, Aaric answered it easily. "Because they know you are a non-human being, while they don't know that I am not human too."

Mila snorted. "Then what am I?"

"Vampire," Aaric replied, this time his silly expression turned serious and he no longer used the same lazy tone when he talked to Mila before. This change in his attitude was so drastic that Mila felt he was telling the truth.

"Vampire?" Mila repeated the word, but it sounded strange and foreign to her ears. "Do you think I'm locked up here because they're afraid I'll suck blood?" Thick sarcasm was dripping in her voice as she threw that line at Aaric.

After all, if this was one of Aaric's jokes, it was not funny at all. It's just Mila couldn't see that this was just a joke for Aaric, because until now the man still had a serious expression etched on his face.

He even stopped smiling altogether.

So, was what Aaric said true? Should Mila believe him? However, Mila felt like she would be crazy to believe this man.

"No," Aaric replied quickly. "You are locked up here as an object for experimentation and research. Didn't I tell you that this was a research center? That's why I always say not to take the drugs they gave you."

Mila shook her head. "I can't believe all of this," she muttered and hugged her own feet while staring at Aaric for a long time, letting her long white hair cover the sides of her face, before she asked another question. "How long have I been here? How old am I and where do I come from? Is there any other creature like me out there?"

"Yes," corrected Aaric. "You and me."

Mila didn't have enough energy to argue with Aaric about this, because her mind was still trying to keep up with every piece of information she had just received. "We are non-human beings."

Aaric nodded, as if by doing so, he could add a measure of Mila's trust to what he had just said.

"You were here for fifty years before I finally managed to find you," Aaric said, his tone serious again.

"Fifty years!?" Mila stared. "How old am I really?"

"I have no idea." Aaric shrugged nonchalantly. "Creatures like us don't calculate age like that."

Mila narrowed her eyes, and that's when she saw the penknife Aaric had used to stab her just ten minutes ago.

"You said you too are a non-human being?" Mila saw Aaric nod, and that's when Mila grabbed the penknife from Aaric and slashed it at him instead.

Mila thought, Aaric wouldn't get hurt just like her, but the reality was different from what she expected...