Curse of agony (Completed)✔️ [Vampire]

Chapter-2 Mate

"Your majesty," my guards bowed at me as I left.

I'm visiting my kingdom's streets today, to make sure that there's no chaos among my citizens. I would like call this a secret inspection but in reality, everyone knows that it's my killing spree.

I have my killing ethics too; I don't kill innocent people if that counts. But I do kill people who I feel deserving to die. People who abuse women, people who misuse their strengths, people who feed on humans by killing them, I kill those bastards who is a threat to my citizens.

People call me the devil but I would like to call myself an angel who makes sure to eliminate the threats even before they could think of breaking me. I always abide by the rule, 'break them before they break you.'

"Luke," my mother stood in front of me with a frown on her face.

"Don't," I hate it when she calls me Luke. I'm no more the Luke she loved, that Luke is long dead, the naïve and loving Luke. Now I'm just Lucas, the merciless king who's cursed.

When I said I am cursed, I meant it literally. I have a person out there who's born to kill me. Curse of Agony, the southern villagers killed themselves willingly to put the Curse of Agony on me. A child who's born due the curse with the powers to kill the monster aka me.

I've been searching for the child who has power to kill this monster but to my dismay there hasn't been a single clue of who is it nor my people spotted a child with the birth mark like they say in mythology.

"You are leaving for the inspection?" she asked holding my biceps with a pleading eye.

I know what she is trying to do here, she is trying to use her mom card to stop me from going. She is one of those people who strongly believes in the Curse of Agony. She thinks that the child born from that curse might kill me if I go alone to the markets.

Sometimes that makes me laugh but I won't lie by saying I don't believe in the curse; I do believe it. If I'm being honest, I consider myself a cursed and me not having mate proves the fact.

Let me explain, the royal blood line is said to be blessed with a gift of mates like werewolves. The only difference is all the werewolves have a mate but us vampires and witches, mates are rare. One of the reasons why the royal family have so much power.

My grandparents met each other when they were twenty and so did my parents but me? I gave up on that idea long back. Thanks to the vampire powers, I still look like I'm twenty.

My mother still believes that I have a mate out there and will be seeing her soon but I don't want a mate. I know my end; I will be killed by the curse and I don't want my mate to end up alone in this cruel kingdom. If not kept in line, I know how my people will behave, I don't want my mate alone with them.

Not to forget the fact how people are even scared to come near me, they stay fifty feet's away from where I am. Every time they look at me, their eyes will be filled with nothing but fear and disgust.