Loved By a Vampire King

*** MASS RELEASE CHAPTER ONE ***

Not long after that, Ayra had removed her spell after getting bounded by his odd speechless fetish of watching her in bikini. Even in her nightmares, she didn't imagine herself wearing such revealing dress for this man. She regretted to summon those dark angels here.

Walking out of the library, Ayra saw Frenchies in his cat form running over to them, making out some audible sound. Astounded by his sudden change, Ayra asked pointing at Cedric stupifiedly,

" Aah! What happened to him? Why did you shift him to cat again?"

Cedric who noticed his disobedient pet after her words glared down at Frenchies harshly. No wonder, he actually appeared in front of Ayra on purpose. He wanted to attain some sympathy from her so that he could be free from his animal form.

Just as Cedric expected, Frenchies snarled staring at Ayra with his puppy eyes and deep down prayed that Ayra would feel sympathy for him.

Cedric replied to Ayra with a smile,

" Pets need to be under disciplinary action always, Princess. You should head ahead to have breakfast first."

Ayra looked agitated as Frenchies shot a pleading look at Ayra. His voice in cat shift could only be heard by Cedric and other shifters like Siemus. So Ayra couldn't hear what was he saying or howling inside. She chuckled lightly shooting Cedric a disgusted glare,

" Discipline and from you? Your Highness, you must be kidding me."

Cedric's expression sank a little before his lips curved up mischievously. Providing her an intense glare, he blurted out in front of Frenchies indifferently,

" You can't count our bedtime activities with other issues, Princess. Disciplining you and others have a different meaning."

Ayra was stupified for a moment before regaining her calm composure and glared hard at him only to hear him chuckling. She was ashamed and quickly excused herself as Frenchies could hear them out,

" I am going down to meet sister Isabella."

Then she ran towards the stairs to descend down and didn't turn back at them. After she had gone, Cedric shifted his attention back on Frenchies who was wailing and saying,

" Master!! I was wrong! I should have told you in advance. I shouldn't have listened to Princess Isabella. Please Master one more time.I won't repeat my mistake."

Cedric looked down at Frenchies a little curiously. He questioned straightening his collar,

" May I know the exact reason of wanting your human form back so desperately?"

In the past, Frenchies didn't mind that much whenever Cedric changed his form untill months passed and he was bored of his cat form. But today, he was shifted into cat less than an hour and he was already nagging Cedric to get back his human form.

Frenchies sutured trailing him off closely while nagging his black tail,

" It's..just..I have works in the palace.."

Cedric shurgged attempting to take the stairs and replied with humour,

" I don't care! You remember the deal between us. No lies until you tell me why do you need your human form! "

Frenchies howled impatiently. He understood that his master's was in playful mood and was not going to let him go until he revealed everything. Frenchies wailed and suddenly blurted out impatiently,

" It's because that oldie is sick. I have to take care of her."

Cedric halted in his track, lips pulled up into a devilish smirk as he turned around to stare at his pet. He teased raising his eyebrows playfully,

" Oldie? You meant aunty Siemus?"

Frenchies scoffed pretending to be arrogant in his voice,

" Yes..She.. she was hurt after joining us in the attack that happened last night. I have to look after her."

Cedric tapped his fingers over his chin with a deep thoughtful expression. Fluttering his eyelashes amusingly, he asked in a sarcastic voice,

" Hmm..Hmm..We have a bunch of maids and staffs, Frenchies. I don't think that she would be needing you. As far as I know that you both hate each others. I don't find it logical to forgive you over this matter. Besides my sisters could be hurt last night but you chose to keep your pretty mouth shut."

Frenchies whinned pleadingly,

" Master... Please..."

Cedric had already turned around to go for downstairs as he spoke taking a pause in his track,

" Having second thought, I can return your human form Frenchies until aunty Siemus personally asks me to do that. Now only you know how to convince her."

Frenchies "...."

Coming back to the dinning hall, Ayra found Isabella and another woman whom she didn't meet yet, Jessie. Isabella smiled at Ayra elegantly, stood up with her bulging belly and introduced before pointing at a seat to take place,

" Ayra, you haven't met our younger sister yet. She is Jessie."

Jessie only gave her a single glance nonchalantly. Shifting her eyes back on the food, she started eating without having any intention of greeting Ayra.

Isabella gave Ayra an embarrassing smile. This sister of them never failed to humaliate them always. Following the manner of etiquette, Ayra approached Jessie on her own, bent down her head a little courteously before saying elegantly,

" Hello, Princess. We haven't met yet. It's pleasure to meet you."

Only then Jessie looked up at Ayra lazily. Wiping the corner of her mouth, she stood up lazily before running her eyes on Ayra from head to toe,

" You don't have to be so courteous with me. I am not any important figure in this family. Just keep pampering your husband, everything will be in your hand automatically."

Ayra was little taken back by her words. Her voice sounded little rude as if she didn't want to get closer with Ayra. Ayra ignored her words and replied with a smile,

" May be that's how you think about family. But to me, everyone in a palace is my family."

Jessie pulled her lips into a smirk. Taking a gulp of her juice, she commented with sarcasm,

" You have a smart mouth. What should I call you? Sister-in-law or only sister? Appearently, you are nearly our elder sister's age."

Isabella warned coldly,

" Jessie! Watch your words! "

Jessie rebuked raising her eyebrows playfully,

" What have I said wrong? I was merely asking her. Oh come on, sister. Don't expect that I will respect a murderer's wife."

Ayra's face sank in shock. She glanced between Isabella and Jessie before muttering,

" Murderer?? What do you mean? Sister Isabella, what is she talking about?"