Book TRK
6
Naya was starting to have second thoughts about coming along with them. The more they talked about spilling blood and getting approval from Lord Rhys, the more nervous she became. She wasn’t sure if she could trust them, but she had no choice but to follow them.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
As they walked, she noticed that the forest was getting darker and more ominous. The trees seemed to close in around them, and the air was heavy with a feeling of foreboding. She was starting to regret her decision to come with them, but it was too late to turn back now.
She needed to help her dying sister and it seems they were the only help she could get.
They arrived in front of a very large gate that looked like a great city, lied behind it.
Naya gaped at the sight before her. The gate was made of wrought iron, and it was at least twenty feet tall. She had never seen anything like it before.
Draven gave a signal to the guards on duty, and the gates slowly creaked open. They began to walk through the entrance, and Naya could see a sprawling city before her.
It was unlike anything she had ever seen before. The buildings were made of dark stone, and the streets were cobbled and winding with people around. It was like something out of a fairytale.
”Where is this place?” she badly wanted to ask, but how could she when she had lost her voice.
She just kept glancing at her sister to make sure she was safe as they kept going.
“Do you think Rhys is going to accept her? ” Draven asked as they stared at Naya who was behind them. Vlad was carrying Zara in his arms.
Naya wanted to tell them to walk faster and increase their pace. She would die if she lost her sister. She couldn’t speak and felt alone. Zara was who she needed right at that moment. She’s the only one who would understand her and help her come out of this situation.
……
“Oh my god, Lord Rhys. F*ck!!!” The slut moaned as Rhys held a harmful of her hair, driving his mighty cock in and out of her mouth, not even giving her a chance to rest as he drove in and out of her ravenously.
“Hmmm… you’re the best..” she smiled as he released all inside of her and she swallowed him.
” F*ck, so good.. ” she licked the tip of his cock, smiling from ear to ear.
It was a great achievement to end up in the lord’s bed. Every lady wanted to be one to spend the night with him.
Rhys raised her roughly from the ground, as he made her lie on the chair, her ass facing him.
“Spread your legs wider..” he instructed, a stoic look on his face as he placed his hand on her rounded ass.
He was still on his shirt and trousers that hung loosely on his waist, only his cock was out.
“Yes my Lord..” she spread her legs wider. Rhys was about to go inside of her, when the door suddenly opened.
“Rhys..” Vlad walked in closing the door behind him.
“What do you want?” Rhys asked with a bored look on his face as he wore his trousers.
“Get out..” He said to the slut who slowly wore her clothes before leaving the room but not before winking seductively at the two good looking men.
“How many times have I told you not to barge into my room?” Rhys asked in annoyance as he picked up a cigarette.
“We found two women in the city borders..” Vlad informed him..
“Kill them..” Rhys stated in a curt tone, his eyes unblinking. Vlad knew he’d definitely say that.
“Well I didn’t. They’re here..”
“I can do you the honor. It’s been long since I spilled some blood..” The corner of Rhys’ lips curved up.
“I can bring them to you if you want..” Vlad drew out as he picked up a cigarette.
” Vampires?” Rhys asked, puffing out smoke from his mouth.
” No. Humans. One of them is half dead. The other is mute..” Vlad explained.
“That’s Great. My dinner is here..” Rhys scoffed inwardly.
” They’re not your meals. I think we should keep them..” Vlad announced as Rhys tilted his head to look at them.
” Keep them? ”
” Yes. I don’t think you should kill them or feed on them.. ” Vlad emphasized on the world feed.
Rhys was ruthless and the Lord of vampires. He was also his cousin and Rhys could decide to kill the ladies if he wanted to.
But Vlad didn’t want that, he felt like they had some purpose and he did not want them dead.
“You must have seen one of your witchery visions yet again..” Rhys uttered with sarcasm.
“I don’t need to see visions to know that killing innocent people is wrong,” Vlad said, his voice firm.
“I know it in my heart. They’ve done nothing to deserve death.”
Rhys looked at him for a long moment, and then sighed.
“Fine,” he said, with a roll of his eyes.
“We’ll let them live. For now.”
“But I might change my mind anytime soon…” He added and Vlad shook his head slowly.