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Curtis could not help but throw his head in the crook of her neck, Leita knew that being a hybrid he needed either of two things. Blood or sex, at that moment. She had already seen his lips turn blue before he staggered and his energy level dropped.
“Lei…Leita….”
His esperate whisper fell into her ears when the woman pulled down the strap of her dress.



Her shoulder was bare now in front of him as she tilted her head while supporting Curtis in his place. They both were now sitting on the floor with the beta’s forehead in the crook of her neck. Leita knew what she had been doing and what her lover required at that moment. The woman spoke in a polite tone as she tried to push him a bit away to look at Curtis.

“Here, drink. You need it.”
She offered Curtis her blood when the beta looked at her with a stunned expression. Even though they both had loved each other, Curtis never drank from her. It was a sacred bond which vampires or hybrids used to form with their loved ones. Moreover the blood offered by the partner should have been done with the consent.

“Leita!”
Her bold offer made Curtis hesitate even in that moment of dire need. How could he possibly take the big leap in their relationship just because she was offering him. Curtis did not want to stoop so low to make Leita into giving him blood to save his life. He knew he deserved the punishment and being in that state already was enough for him because his core level energy dropped visibly.




“Don’t think much, just drink.”
A blush appeared on her cheeks as the woman averted her gaze when Curtis stared at her with his crimson eyes. He had already been controlling himself and his carnal desires but upon witnessing her bare shoulder it was becoming difficult. The beta leaned over and traced his nose over her shoulder while he closed his eyes to feel the blood flowing in her veins.

His fangs barred as Curtis wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled the woman. He slipped his left hand over Leita’s neck and tilted her body even more. The woman gulped as she looked at him intensely in his crimson eyes with a mild fear. It was the first time she was about to get bitten by him which in turn would be the official mate bond between them caused by blood pact.



“I promise to never hurt you Leita.”
Curtis softly confessed in a whisper making the woman smile as did not seem to be afraid of his fangs. The beta tightly clenched her waist to create a distraction as he gently inserted his fangs into her neck. Leita hissed as she reflexively held his bicep and applied pressure as much as she could.

Even though the pain was bearable she could not deny the stung of his fangs. It was the spot where her skin started to burn when Curtis began to drink her blood. Leita soon felt her vision becoming blurry when her grip around his bicep relaxed. On the other hand Curtis felt his energy returning as his embrace over Leita’s waist became gentle.

He withdrew his fangs after drinking the desired amount, Curtis did not want to make Leita feel like he had taken advantage of her. As soon as he licked her neck and lifted his head, Leita grabbed his robe to stop the man.
“Take me, Curtis!”
The beta stared at her jaw dropped, he had just heard stories about the mate bond being aphrodisiac. Now that Leita looked at him with dreamy eyes how could he reject the command of his ‘newly mated bride.’

Whereas Leita and Curtis were having their own little love affair and enjoyed the heated moments. Lana was supposed to accompany the alpha to the breakfast even though she was not willing. After whatever had happened it was best for her to simply just follow whatever he had to say or he was doing to her. There was possibly no way for her to leave the castle no matter how heartily she wished for it to happen.


“The alpha is waiting for you in the dining hall, my lady.”

Lady Noh informed her after Lana was done with her new dress which looked equally pretty as before. Nonetheless, she gulped her fears and was led out of the room which she had not left from yesterday. Lana had briefly seen Belle Morte’s grandeur on the night of all but she had no clue it could be that beautiful.


The two queues of the maids strode on her both sides as Lana walked ahead of them while trailing behind lady Noh. The head maid took her all the way to the end of the arcade while Lana could not keep her eyes to the front. The woman briefly stole glances from the walls and the decorative items which spoke a lot about the alpha’s taste. It appeared he liked everything perfect and well organised, every item placed in Belle Morte had similar texture and colour.


Was he against adding anything different in his collection? Or he was not fond if change which might have bring out a fresh wave of mood. Lana could not understand or come to any conclusion because her subconscious mind made her question her own existence. If the alpha was not willing to add anything cheap to his collection then why did he even buy her in the first place?


‘Is this why he hates me so much because I am a brothel worker?’

She took dignified steps towards the dining hall as Lana’s thoughtful gaze was fixated over the red carpet. Had she ever known or dreamt of walking over such a simple luxury which was never in her access?

‘He knew what a sex worker or anyone associated with a brothel meant. Then what is his point of inflicting his hatred on me?’