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๐ผ๐ก๐ฅ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ข๐ ๐ค๐ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ฉ๐ ๐ผ๐ข๐๐ง๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ง๐๐จ, ๐๐ช๐ง๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ฉ๐ก๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ.
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I watched as the woman swayed her hips as she walked towards the exit.
Every vampire in the room stared after her, entranced by her. I could see that my people are trying to hide the fact, they're aroused yet scared.
I can't say I blame them.
My cock has been hard from the moment, she waltz in here like she own the place. Her blood sings to me and the urge to fuck her against the table hindered my ability to think properly.
She was no Siren, no Siren would venture in the middle of the city far away from the ocean just to kill a vampire.
Once, the doors shut I tried tuning to the woman's conversation with her companion but a buzzing noise blocked it. Apparently, she brought a high frequency blocker. This woman has high ties then, this particular gadget was expensive and they don't sell it to the public.
I faced Priamos, my second and one of the few people I trust and said, "I need that bullet, take some from Kiara."
That bullet was a sign that modern weaponry has gotten better on killing us.
I won't let that destroy my empire and people.
"On it." He blurred past me and followed the vampires who carried the bodies.
I could still smell her. My vixen.
Enticing. Rare. Breathtaking.
The council stared at me dumbfounded, they would ask a lot of questions but now was not the time. Too many ears.
Cyril was about to say something but he saw the look on my face and he decided that he valued his tongue than voicing out his question.
I faced the crowd and boomed, "Let it be known I don't tolerate child rapists and killers. If I found out some of you may targeted children, you'll regret breathing." The once muttering crowd was now quiet. "We value children here, they are our prize treasure. Have you not thought to yourself, how we struggle to produce heirs? Stefan will be set as an example. We do not feed off or touch children, mortal or not."
The crowd muttered their response, all shaky and breathy.
"If I found out some of you knew of Stefan's crime and hid it from me, you will be dealt accordingly."
Fucking idiots.
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"Alastair, bring Stefan's family and close companions. I'll personally talk to them."
Alastair frowned and nodded, "I'll bring them in."
He left without another word.
Priamos helped himself with the drink, "The bullet is currently being check." He said as he settled himself in a chair.
Walking towards the windows, I stared at the massive view of the San Francisco lights. After the meeting concluded, I head straight for the estate to deal with this matters.
As a King of Vampires, I held control over North American Vampires but with thousands of vampires walking around America, the First King created the Council of Primes, each state has their own Prime who could watch over them and control them if needed to. With Stefan's death, New York has no current Prime and assigning a new one was a job I do not like.
I hated being called King, it felt too entitled and flashy. I preferred Alpha Prime, I chose to control California because it used to be my predecessor's, my father's.
Priamos drunk the whiskey like it was water.
He was one of my Six, six vampires I trusted my life to. All of them were loyal to me, as we have bonded over the years of experiences. My Six were Priamos, Adella, Cressida, Kellen, Alastair, and Matthias. Matthias being the newest one so far.
I met Priamos back at 1822 in Greece when Adella found herself stuck in the middle of The Greek Revolution. I was already an Alpha Prime but sending more people to Greece would prolonged Adella's stay, so I came to Greece to drag her ass out of the country when I saw Priamos.
I arrived in Chios, the whole island has been massacred by the Ottomans and my acquaintance there didn't show up but I found Priamos. He laid in a ground, bloody and fatally wounded. Dying. Beside him were the bodies of his wife and daughter, his house was burning and the women in his family were raped by the Ottomans before slitting their throats. I could smell the semen in the bodies.
"Chaire," I greeted at the dying man in the ground. "What will you do if you're given a chance to live?" I asked, kneeling down beside Priamos.
He stared at me with weak eyes but I could see the anger in it. "Hunt those malakas down." He sputtered.
I sighed and grabbed his shoulders, leaning him against the tree so he wouldn't choke on his own blood. "Why?"
I needed to decide before he dies.
Staring at his eyes, I saw the anger, vengeance and truth. "I couldn't protect my family but I'll make sure it won't happen again to anyone."
There.
I ripped my wrist with my fangs and held it in front of him.
Even at death's door, he pushed me back and scrunched up his face. "What the fuck,"
"Just fucking drink it."
"That's disgusting!"
"Yeah, I know." He didn't have any strength left and I pushed my hand to his mouth, watching my blood being swallowed by him.
To be honest, I didn't expect him to survive. I thought I was too late but he surprised me by sitting up after days of waiting, a newborn vampire snarling at me for blood. Bloodlust.
Bloodlust was the most animalistic part of a vampire, a vampire can last five days without drinking but months? They'll end up having the Bloodlust, the vampire within will try to save the body and ensured that there's blood in our system. Every vampire was not safe from the Bloodlust, newborns have it, older ones can have it. Even me.
The last time I had Bloodlust was around 1940s, a group of Nazi caught me and thrown me in the dungeon with only water to consume. I could have fought them but I saw the Jews staring at me for hope and seeing a child being starved to death, distracted me.
My Six weren't six back then, they were only five. They couldn't exactly storm inside a Nazi camp without a proper plan.
Their camp had something there, it weakened me and it bruised my ego that as an Alpha Prime got caught by Nazisโhuman.
I didn't get blood for a month, the commander enjoyed beating the crap out of me until he accidentally cut himself and I snapped.
Everything went blurry that time.
I didn't choose whose neck I drank from, as long as they had blood.
From what they told me, I didn't kill any Jews and other prisoners, probably because they were all basically corpses that my animalistic instinct knew they was nothing to gain from them.
The whole camp was massacred, my friends didn't expect me to quickly give in to Bloodlust and came unprepared, so I went to the actual war killing anyone who had necks.
I was glad they caught up to me and managed to pin me down before I couldn't return to my normal state. If a regular vampire lost in Bloodlust forever was horrible, imagine an Alpha Prime stuck in Bloodlust.
The Alpha Prime of Europe was a friend of mine and he gladly took me in after my friends caught me. He was glad that I killed some Nazis and tried his best to ignore the collateral damage I inflicted from other parties.
It took months to lose the Bloodlust.
Now, I have greater control over my hunger until that woman. The urge was like Bloodlust, I craved for her and I didn't understand why.
"Kellen's here," Priamos said as he stared at the doors, it soon opened and Caspian strolled in with a folder.
"I found her but you won't like it."
Fuck.
"Have you read it?" I asked, grabbing the folder from him and Caspian took a glass of whiskey before swallowing it and grimaced.
"Yeah, took me a lot of resources and pulled some favors. She better be worth it."
I opened her folder and read her file.
Shit.
She wasn't supposed to be here. Her kind were gone. My blood went cold, I didn't expect this. My theory of her being half siren and human was far from what the paper said. What was she doing here? Was she alone? Are they coming back?
Cerise Ardere was a succubus.
Succubus' are Asmodeus's line. The Third Prince of Hell, the question was, was she Royal or Commonfolk?
"Royal or common demon?" I didn't look up from the paper.
"Royal."
"Fucking Princess Succubus," I muttered.
"Fuck," Priamos murmured. I was thankful that Adella forced me to soundproof this room.
I shut the folder and closed my eyes, rubbing my face.
A Royal Demon Princess walked into my territory without me knowing about it. It pissed me off.
Demons weren't allowed here as the Royals ordered them to stay in Hell, as it comes with the Treaty between the Dominions and Princes.
There are Seven Princes of Hell, Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Leviathan, Beelzebub, Satan, and Belphegor. Each of them had royal 'children'. Lucifer had the Sphinxes, Manticore, and Chimera as the Royals but he favored the Sphinxes, so the Sphinxes stayed with him while the others were dumped here like nothing.
Mammon had the dragons, greedy as fuck.
Asmodeus's offsprings were the Succubus, Incubus, Sirens, Djinns, and more but he officially declared Succubus and Incubus to be royals.
Leviathan's children were also Leviathan but as water snake.
Beelzebub offsprings were a lot, Ghouls, Vampires, and more. He preferred the Ghouls because he found that Vampires to be weaker than Ghouls. I'm not even complaining, Ghouls were disgusting creatures, dealing with them will be handful.
Satan had the Furies, he was pretty proud about them, Gorgons were also his but he picked the Furies.
Lastly, Belphegor had the Giants, Trolls, Ogres and more but he picked the Giants and the others were discarded like the rest of the rejected creations.
We didn't held grudge over the decision, we're thriving here rather than burning there.
What was a succubus doing here?
"Do you know why she's here?" She couldn't be here just because of Stefan, right?
"I've asked, carefully. She left her home for unknown reasons. No one knows. The Royals were tight lip about it or anyone under their cabal." Caspian slumped on his seat.
"Have her shadowedโ"
"Cressida is already watching her."
"Good. Tell her to stay few feet away, if Cerise or any of her people notices, back away. We don't want any of Asmodeus's line sniffing over our asses." All my hard on for the woman was gone, she was not the usual type I bed.
"Done." He said as he typed on his phone.
"Burn any information about her. No one but the Six should know about her. I don't want anyone knowing what she is." I flung the folder in a fireplace and watched as the flames licked the folder.
Caspian left and Priamos followed probably to cover the tracks Alastair left.
I sipped my drink as I stared at the fire.
Finally, I realized why I was so attracted to her was because she was a succubus, Stefan had no choice but to please her.
I had to stay away from her, entangling with her would be a bad idea. I have to protect my people and empire. Succubus were the reason why Kings fell to their knees, Kingdoms collapsed and wives weren't safe from them either.
Yet an idea entertained my mind, having a demon princess as an ally would proved to be a smart move but it was dangerous. Cerise could have anything in this realm with a blink of her eye but why didn't she do it then?
Instead, she acted like a crossroads demon with her girls. Why did she throw all away for this?
Hell Politics was something we all avoid, we follow the Princes law and they won't touch us and we won't bother them.
Stefan was nothing to her but a bug.
Fuck, she was strong and powerful.
And I wanted her.