"No, please don't!" I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, desperately trying to escape the confines of the castle. But no matter how hard I tried, I found myself trapped within its walls. "Get away from me!" I pleaded, my voice filled with fear and desperation.
"You were the one who begged me to keep you here, remember?" His grip tightened on my wrists as he dragged me towards the bed behind him.
"No!" I woke up once again, drenched in sweat, realizing it was all just a nightmare.
I made a promise to myself that I would never allow such a nightmare to become a reality in my new life.
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"Rosemary, can you come here?" Mrs. Ventayan's voice called out to her daughter, who was preparing for the Alpha Partner Selection Night in her room.
"Yes, mother." Rosemary, the eldest daughter of the Ventayan family, belonged to one of the five server families competing for the honor of serving the Alpha Vampire.
"Rosie, you know what day tomorrow is. I hope you are ready." Mrs. Ventayan still possessed a youthful appearance despite her age of 47, thanks to the remarkable genes of the Ventayan family. Rosemary, too, radiated beauty with her long, curly black hair that cascaded down to her waist and her sparkling brown eyes, resembling stars in the night sky. She was considered the most beautiful candidate among the five prominent families, which often stirred jealousy, particularly from her younger sister Amelia.
"Of course, Rosie knows what's going on," Amelia remarked with a hint of jealousy. "Her whole life has been preparing for this." The pang of envy was evident in her words.
Rosemary had been raised and trained from birth to be a suitable partner for the Alpha Vampire, despite not knowing who the next Alpha would be.
The Alpha Vampire held the highest authority among all vampire factions worldwide. The selection of the Alpha Vampire occurred every 300 years by the Blood Committee. Once the Alpha was chosen, the next critical step was to select his "Partner" – a server who was seen by vampires as the Omega Vampire Server, a position coveted by all eldest server families.
But Rosemary was different. She still vividly remembered the misery of her past life – the traps, the jealousy, the pain, and the tears. She had not been chosen as the Omega Vampire Server in her previous life, but instead kept as a secret mistress by the Alpha Vampire, Vernon Delacroix. She did not understand why, but she vowed to herself that she would not let history repeat itself in her new life.
When did she realize she had been granted a new life?
She recalled being pursued relentlessly before being pushed down a staircase. As she felt her life slipping away, she suddenly awoke on a bed, two weeks before the Alpha Partner Selection Night.
"Rosemary, are you listening?" Mrs. Ventayan's voice pulled Rosemary back to the present.
"Yes, mother."
She knew she had to escape.
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"Master Delacroix, the list from the 5 families is ready."
Vernon Delacroix, the Alpha Vampire, exudes a magnificence that captivates all who lay eyes upon him. With his commanding presence and regal demeanor, he commands respect and admiration from both vampires and humans alike.
Tall and imposing, his chiseled features testify to his immortal strength and power. His striking, piercing gaze holds a magnetic allure, drawing others towards him like moths to a flame.
The embodiment of strength and grace, his confident stride and perfectly tailored attire only serve to enhance his already remarkable appeal. His charisma is unmatched, and his enigmatic aura leaves a lasting impression on all who encounter him.
Vernon Delacroix is the epitome of magnificence, handsomeness, and power, a true embodiment of the Alpha Vampire.
"Put it there," said Vernon with his magnificent deep voice.
"Silvana Blacke, Renita Morelock, Violeta RIddle, Amaris Voss, and Rosemary Ventayan, Master. They are the last choices of each family," said Peter, the oldest companion to serve every Alpha Vampire.
"Rosemary Ventayan," Vernon whispered.
Vernon found himself perusing the list of candidates, his eyes scanning the names with a detached curiosity. However, as his gaze fell upon a particular name, a jolt of recognition surged through him like a bolt of lightning. There, amidst the names of distinguished candidates, stood the name that had haunted his dreams – Rosemary Ventayan.
Vernon Delacroix, the enigmatic Alpha Vampire, paced the ornate chamber of his ancient castle, his mind consumed by visions that had haunted his nights. He had experienced vivid dreams, each one featuring a woman whose face remained elusive, yet her name echoed through his consciousness like a haunting melody – Rosemary. The name had taken root in his thoughts, whispering to him in the stillness of the night, leaving him restless and yearning for answers.
A flicker of astonishment danced across Vernon" 's features as he grappled with the realization that the elusive woman from his dreams was none other than a candidate for the esteemed position of Alpha Partner. The name Rosie, whispered in the depths of his subconscious, now bore a tangible presence before him. In that moment, a flood of memories cascaded through his mind, visions of nights spent with her, shrouded in the mystique of his dreams.
The revelation stirred a mixture of bewilderment and intrigue within the Alpha Vampire. How could it be that the woman he had only known in his dreams now stood before him as a candidate for the coveted position by his side? The inexplicable connection he felt towards her, a fusion of familiarity and mystery, left him grappling with an enigma that defied rational explanation.
For Vernon Delacroix, the appearance of Rosemary" 's name on the list signaled the convergence of two worlds – the realm of dreams and the reality in which he presided as the Alpha Vampire. As he contemplated the implications of this unforeseen revelation, he sensed the stirrings of destiny weaving an intricate tapestry that entwined his existence with hers.
The Alpha Vampire" 's thoughts were consumed by the enigma of Rosemary – a woman whose presence transcended the boundaries of his nocturnal reveries and now beckoned to him from the realm of wakefulness. The allure of her name bore the weight of unspoken secrets, awakening a yearning within him that defied the passage of time.
As the Alpha Partner Selection Night loomed on the horizon, Vernon found himself entangled in the enigma of Rosemary, the woman who had materialized from the depths of his dreams to stand before him as a candidate, her name resonating with the echoes of a timeless connection that defied explanation.
"Interesting," Vernon murmured in his deep voice.
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"Ah!" Rosemary was penetrated in a way that was both strange and arousing. She thirsted to be taken by the Alpha Vampire in a more carnal way, but her rationality and virtue compelled her to stop his violation.
But just as she tried to push away the head buried between her legs, he swiftly grabbed her hands and wrapped them in a blanket, effectively immobilizing her lower body so it appeared as though she was arching her back in acceptance.
She cried out as she felt his head push in deeper, stuffing her tightly and dragging along the walls of her vagina with every inch.
Yet, her being an Omega, made her scent of Rose overwhelmed the whole room without her knowing. And this only made the Alpha Vampire more excited.
Rosemary's entire body was boiling over. Though she rarely touched herself there, her vagina was now being violated by the Alpha Vampire in a way she never could have imagined, and yet she was becoming addicted to it, unable to resist and wanting more.
"Please stop!" Bowed in the darkness, bearing the man's lust, her sense of guilt grew heavier.
Rosemary woke up with sweat all over her body.
"This dream again…" she murmured. Rosemary had been having this kind of exotic dream almost every night. Those dreams were so vivid that she almost felt like she was living the past life again.
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This is the day, the day when every family needs to present their choice of candidate.
"Rosemary." Mrs Ventayan walked into Rosemary's room and found Rosemary still on the bed, covering herself with the thick blanket. "Rosemary, I thought you had woken up, you need to get up and get prepared, oh my dear god!" Mrs Ventayan removed the blanket and was astonished by all the spots on Rosemary's skin.
"Mother, I am not feeling so well," Rosemary murmured with a sick voice.
"Oh my dear, what happened to your skin?" Mrs Ventayan touched Rosemary"s forehead and felt the burning heat.
"I don't know Mother." Rosemary's plan is working. She especially sneaked out to the black market yesterday and bought this secret poison which the seller stated would give you hideous rashes on your whole body and a high temperature.
"What on earth gave you this? How are we even gonna bring you to the ceremony tonight?"
"What is going on Mother? Where is Rosemary?" Amelia strolled into Rosemary"s room and found Rosemary lying on the bed, with rashes all over her skin. "Sister! What happened?"
"I need to talk to the Blood Council. There is no way they will allow Rosemary to participate in tonight"s ceremony. We cannot let her represent the Ventayan family like this." Mrs Ventayan ran out of the room. "Amelia, you come with me. You will take over Rosemary"s place."
Mrs Ventayan and Amelia stomped out of Rosemary's room to prepare for the ceremony. Rosemary gets used to it already, whenever she does not have value anymore, her Mother will sacrifice her and find the way to preserve the family's name.
"At least my plan works." Rosemary gasped.
"Rosemary," Mrs Ventayan returned to Rosemary's room. "You still have to go tonight, just cover yourself so no one sees what is going on with you."