Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Lucian blinked as he stared at the unconscious Hazel. He knew more than anyone that her body was reacting just like last time and her wounds would soon heal.

But if a human physician would check her, he would know that she was not a human.

“My lord, let me hold the lady and take her to her room. There is a councilman waiting for you.” he said as he bowed his head.

There was desperation in his voice that he was trying to hide. He could not let Rafael know that she was a witch or he would kill her too. When it comes to witches, Rafael was a crazy maniac.

He could not let her die after getting a chance to spend his life with her. His heart palpitated as every second looked like an age had passed when Rafael did not reply.

“He is right. He would take the lady back into her room and call the physician. We have urgent matters to deal with,” said the head of council with a nod of his head when Rafael, who was still staring at the wounds of Hazel as if he could not see a thing, raised his head.

There was a cold smirk on his face that did ot let his emotions show in his voice or face._.

“I must have been so lenient to all of you that you assumed you could tell me what I needed to do.

Or is it that you have forgotten I could kill all of you with the snap of my finger for ordering me.“ His voice was low and full of humor as if he was amused but all the hair of their bodies rose with fear when they felt his gaze full of blood lust.

Only he could threaten them for their lives with that tone and smile. Many of them were so frozen that they could not move an inch nor could they open their mouths to apologize since they had seen him killing others mercilessly.

“Then I shall go and bring the physician.” Lucian bowed his head and ran out of the room.

He didn’t have time to spare as he knew only one person could help him in this case but he was not sure if she was still there.

Rafael left the room with the girl in his arms and just when they could not see him anymore could they breathe again.

Edward shook his head. He knew that was about to happen when they noticed the panic in the eyes of Rafael he had never seen before.

He had never blinked no matter how many men and women died in front of him. He was born watching death and the smell of blood was only food for him.

But his fangs did not come out when he saw her bleeding. That was enough of a shock for him to care about his threat.

“What about the empress?” he heard someone asking when he sighed.

“For now, take all of them to a room and lock them. We have to wait till Rafael comes back and makes a decision.”

On the other side, Rafael took Hazel to the room with hasty steps that many only felt a cold wind passing through them but could not see them moving.

He laid her on the bed and then went to the washroom and brought a towel dipped in the warm water.

He came into the room and stared at her with a look of hesitation for a second before taking off her dress.

He threw it on the floor and looked for her wounds. She had a minor cut in her abdomen that surprised him. He had seen with his own eyes how the man had attacked him deeply.

There must be a larger cut. He stared at the cut as he cleaned the wound and the blood around it with a warm towel when his eyes widened.

He noticed how her wound was getting smaller and shallower and just in front of his eyes, the wound disappeared.

He could not believe his eyes and touched the place where the wound was but nothing was left.

If there were no stains of blood on the towel, he would have thought that he was dreaming by looking at her blemish free skin.

Her skin was looking like a baby that had never suffered a minor scratch, much less being stabbed by a sword or dagger.

His eyes narrowed as the healing powers only had by witches and vampires. Humans are weak species with no power and prone to death by small injuries and wounds or diseases.

They have the shortest life among the three species. But..! a look of bewilderment passed his eyes when his mind started to swirl.

No! He shook his head. He had checked her so many times. But.. her recent behavior and the way she looked at him.

It has changed so much that he had often felt she was not the Hazel he had met a few months ago.

He cleaned her blood and sweat from her body with that warm towel. He could only wait for her to wake up and give answers to his questions.

For now, he would take care of her. Once she was cleaned, he walked to the closet and brought another dress for her.

Now that the fear of losing her had gone, he marveled at her body.

Her slender waist and her soft and supple skin.

He felt the deep desire to take out the undergarments that were teasing her. He could see a good amount of cleavage from the lining and wanted to touch and see further.

It only gave him the temptation to know what the cloth was hiding beneath it and that sheer undergarment she was wearing in her lower region.

It was red! Was it not a torment to see her this way but not be able to touch her. He closed his eyes and rang the bell.

He could not do it. He still did not have that much courage.

“Help the lady in wearing clothes.”