Dr. Luna
The Vampires Promised Bride Chapter 12

A woman with dark hair and ivory skin looked over the destruction in front of her. "You are certain it was only a werewolf and two vampires?" She hissed. "Yes, Beryl. Those are the only ones that escaped from their cells."

Beryl scowled as she took in the sight of her deceased dark elves and other followers. She clicked her tongue and shook her head. "What the hell did you guys' capture? This is not the work of regular wolves and vampires." Her eyes slowly widened as a realization hit her. "Of course..." Her eyes glowered over the dead bodies. "A normal werewolf couldn't have done this but the wolves I am after could..."

"What about the vampires?"

"Unless it was their nobility or elite then this would be impossible. And you had the only two in captivity already with the wolf being the only one new. No... we don't have to worry about the vampires..." Beryl raised her finger to her chin as she scowled. "If it was one of the damn Locke werewolves then they must be on to me." She looked back at the witch doctor behind her. "We are going to have to move our timeline up a bit ahead of schedule. I won't let those damn wolves get the jump on me. I have waited too long to take them down."

She turned away from the scene and stormed away. As she left, she passed a couple goblins. She pinned her icy gaze on them and growled, "Get this mess cleaned up."

The Locke family would pay for what they did to her grandmother Meryl. When she was just a child, they killed her grandmother and she had to remain in hiding as an outsider. She wasn't welcome among the covens after that and was hunted down. She found a new home among the demon witch doctors.

She had in secret gathered blood from the werewolf king and queen that was spilled in the main coven house the night of the attack. She handed this blood over to the witch doctors in order to create something strong enough to take on the Locke family. They took everything from her that night. Because of them her world was forever changed. If it wasn't for the potion her grandmother had prepared for her as a precaution, she wouldn't have been able to escape without being detected. She owed her life to her grandmother and was going to give her justice.

Beryl was just a child when she joined with the witch doctors. Of course, joining them came at a price. She made a pact with Wicker, the most powerful witch doctor. He was their leader. Wicker agreed to take her in and help her out. In exchange when she died her soul belonged to him. Which he would devour to become even stronger. She was a child when she agreed to these terms and didn't realize the magnitude of what she promised. She thought she would be dead anyways so what did it matter. Now she realized what type of agreement she had actually made. Her soul would live a torturous existence inside of Wicker until his death. Only then would the agreement be broken, and her soul could finally find peace.

She needed to have strong allies and the witches had turned their backs on her. They were all eating out of the werewolf king's hands now. It was repulsive. She did what she had to do. Who else could be strong enough to help her but the demons? And they would be bitter enough to do it after losing Mephisto because of the Locke family. In the demon war the Locke family and their allies had killed one of their powerful original demons, Mephisto. There would be plenty of demons wanting revenge for this.Posted by FindNovel.net Being a witch, the witch doctors seemed like the best place to start. She made a deal with the devil but what did she expect by working with demons? And what choice did she have?

She could have run back to the covens and cried that she was forced by her grandmother. And they would have accepted her as a poor child who was being manipulated. However, she couldn't let her grandmother down like that. She would avenge her and finish what she started and that was to destroy the abomination Freya the dhampir. Well, she was more than that now and still an abomination. The same thing with her children. It was disgusting for a high witch's blood to run through their veins. They must be purged from the world. As for the werewolf king, Wyatt, he sealed his fate the day he took Freya as his mate. She didn't care about anything else as long as they ended up destroyed.

Wicker had other plans though. He didn't want the unity of the werewolves and vampires. Instead, he wanted to pit them against each other by creating attacks on werewolves that looked like vampires. And it was going well... up to this point. They wanted to stir more trouble and provoke a war between the two species, but it looked like they were running out of time. And somehow someone from the Locke family must already suspect. She wondered if they knew it was her.

The dark elves said they captured a female werewolf. Which Locke female was she dealing with? Was it Freya or her daughter? In either case she would try her potion out soon. And if it worked, she would hit the rest of the family with it. It was a powerful potion that had taken almost twenty years to complete. She needed something extra powerful in order to take that family down. The king and queen of the werewolves were underestimated before. Somehow, they were able to break a powerful blood potion. She needed to have something developed even stronger. And that is what the witch doctors have done for her.

Her lips curled upwards in a cruel smile as she walked deeper into the woods. She would dive back into the darkness for just a little longer. Just until the finishing touches could be made. She has waited this long and wasn't going to rush in without being prepared. They would gather their army and provoke the Locke family to respond. And that would be the moment they would meet their doom. She felt almost giddy as she laughed to herself.

Her loud cackling sound was heard as her body drifted into the darkness. Little did she know... she was being watched.

Lucy wasn't sure how long she dozed off for. She could feel a presence in the room but her senses already told her who it was. She could feel her chest pulling her as his sweet scent swam into her nose. She felt happy and comforted by his presence. Her eyes fluttered open slowly and she was met with beautiful amber eyes. She gulped slightly as his face was close to hers. So much that she could feel his breath upon her skin.

He reached his hand out and gently cupped her cheek while he rubbed his thumb over her gently. "You are so beautiful." His tender voice cooed out to her.

She gulped as she felt her heart rate picking up. She watched as his gaze began to focus on her lips. She could see his eyes darkening with desire. And she felt like she had to have him... she had to at least taste his lips. He was her mate... she should be able to at least share one kiss with him, right? Would it be too awful to end up kissing the other half of your soul? Was that really cheating? Yes... but she was going to run with the technicality that since it was her other half it wasn't. Hell at this point she honestly wasn't caring. She couldn't contain how much she needed him. She needed to feel his warmth on her lips. She needed this one moment to feel connected to her mate. Just one moment of weakness and that was all. Something she could always hold dear and tucked away in her heart that she could remember. This moment would become her light in the darkness that she could hold onto.

She felt his thumb trace over her lips, and she closed her eyes. Her breath grew shallow as her chest tightened in anticipation. She shuddered as she felt his other hand trace slowly along her side. Small sparks of electricity shoot up and down her spine. The sensation just from his touch made her gasp as her body leaned into his touch.

"Lucy..." His soft voice made her eyes flutter open. His breath beat upon her lips and in the moment her eyes closed he had moved in even closer. She licked her lips as her chest heaved up and down in anticipation. She could see he was waiting for her objection. He was giving her a chance to tell him no even though he had to have been burning with the same intense desire she was. She had but a moment to not cross a bridge she couldn't uncross. But damnit she couldn't do it. Her whole body wanted this. And it was not just her body anymore, she wanted it as well.

His hand held her cheek captive and she watched as he torturously inched closer. His lips pressed against hers and she was hit with the sensation of melting internally. Her hand raised to hold his head against hers. Her fingertips tingled as she glided them through his hair. She gripped her fingers into his locks soliciting a moan into her mouth from him. She wasn't expecting how sweet it would feel when he dipped his tongue into her mouth. His tongue slowly massaged against her with gentle deep strokes.

On reflex she arched her body into him as their tongues tangled together. She gently sucked on his lip and pulled on it with her teeth. The deep throaty moan he made sent butterflies fluttering inside of her. The kiss felt like everything and so natural. And for her first kiss it was perfect and everything she could have imagined.

He then began to move, peppering her face with sweet gentle kisses while his hand explored over her body. He kissed her down to her neck where he flicked his tongue out to taste her sweet spot. She felt him slowly lick her neck and his fangs lightly grazed her. He pulled back and stared down at her. His amber eyes were dark as he searched her eyes. When she slowly shook her head no to him there was such a deep pain that reflected behind his irises. She felt a heavy weight on her chest as she saw his pain. Pain that she was causing by not being able to accept him.

It was too much. This life was too much. Her fate was too much. Wouldn't it have been great just to be a regular werewolf? To not have to worry about the fate of two species. She could see her life with Ryan. They would be happy, and she could have what her parents have. As she thought about the happiness she was giving up, the tears began to pool from her eyes. She wanted to bury herself in her mate and seek his comfort. But this was a comfort she couldn't have. "Lucy."

She looked up at his kind gentle eyes and smile.

"Lucy..."

"Lucy wake up baby."

Wake up? She felt his hand on her cheek. "Lucy."

His voice sounded farther away and almost muffled. Suddenly he began to blur away and she was covered in darkness.

"Lucy."

Ryan's voice came through clearly now. She opened her eyes to see him sitting on the bed beside her.

"There you're awake." Ryan looked down at her and sighed. A wry smile spread across his lips. "It's a good thing you are awake because I don't think I could have continued to just sit here and watch you during a dream like that." Lucy blinked a few times and then her eyes widened in horror. It was all just a dream and somehow, he saw it?

Moon Goddess just kill me now.