Moon Lovers: Craving For My Fake Vampire Mate

Drink it

Ch-7

Lenora was in deep thought. She never thought her little brother would turn out to be this cruel. Adding Boswellia in her food? What was he planning to do? She was his sister. She could roughly guess who were friends and who were foe but him? It was certainly unexpected.

She felt a pain in her heart. Beads of sweat started to form on her forehead. And accompanied with the dungeon creepiness and the smell of blood made her heart race with excitement. The initial pain she felt earlier disappeared. Her eyes shined red due to the smell of blood. Her fangs protruded out exposing her long and sharp canines.

Lenora could hear her own heartbeat. And the maid who was a low-level maid, even she could hear it. Her eyes widened when she heard Lenora's heartbeat. She wondered if she was turned into a human. The thought itself made her feel shocked. She turned around flashing her red eyes.

Only then did Lenora realize that the maid could hear her. Lenora saw the eyes of the maid turning red and her fangs were getting elongated. She could guess what was going on in her mind.

In a flash, Lenora caught the neck of the maid and pinned her to a wall. She directly looked into her eyes, her eyes dilated as she looked into her eyes. The maid stopped wiggling in her grip as the process of compelling started.

"You never heard my heartbeat. Even in the future when you hear my heartbeat you will ignore it. Also, you will cover it up for me if someone talks about my heartbeat or someone gets to know about it," Lenora said hastily.

"I never heard your heartbeat and will ignore it in the future whenever I hear it. I will end the lives of people who talk or know about your heartbeat," the maid complied. With a pained, tired smile, Lenora left her on her own.

The maid looked confused when Lenora stopped compelling her. "I just asked your name. You don't need to run away for that," Lenora said.

The maid felt weird about her behavior so she brushed it off. "Clara, My Lady," she replied.

"I will remember," Lenora said and signaled her to guide her the way.

They both walked ahead. The longer they went the deeper the smell of blood intensified. It became harder for her to keep herself sane. Lenora couldn't hold it any longer and sprinted out of the dungeon in a second. She took deep breaths to calm her down. Clara who was walking ahead realized her mistress went missing. She came out and found Lenora was leaning against the dungeon entrance.

"My Lady, do you need some blood?" she asked. Even though Clara wasn't a pure vampire, she could sense the hunger of the royal vampire. After all, even she felt thirsty at the smell of blood.

"Get them in my chamber after they get dressed up. I will go by myself," she said and left.

Clara brought her old maids to Lenora's chambers.

Lenora couldn't help but crave for blood even more. Her hunger wasn't quenched. It's not any kind of hunger for food but blood.

"Get me blood," Lenora ordered Clara, for which she compiled easily.

"I will free you all after my coronation from this palace. Who wants to leave and who wants to stay?" Lenora asked as she looked at her ex-maids.

Lenora could notice their bodies turned weak due to the constant torture they received. Unlike the Royal Vampires, or the vampires that originated from the originals have incredible healing speed. Their injuries would heal the very next second. But as the blood of Vampire gets diluted their powers also get diluted. Lenora could say that her maids were the lowest kind. Because their wounds haven't healed.

"I want to leave, My lady," a maid said weakly. Another two maids followed her.

"Celine, what about you?" Lenora asked the older maid.

"I will follow you my lady," Celine, the older maid said.

"Others will serve for the coming week before they regain their freedom," Lenora said.

"We are grateful for your grace, My Lady," they said.

Lenora felt bad when she heard they wanted to leave but she couldn't blame them for their choice. Because she could guess by how much torture they have went through.

"I smell Boswellia," Lenora said suddenly.

"My Lady, we were tortured with Boswellia and there are some traces of them in our systems," the head maid said.

"Hmm…" she hummed.

"You all  must have been tired. Rest in Ragot wing," she said.

The maids frowned but said nothing. They walked out of the chambers, and at the very moment Clara entered the room with a tray with blood. The smell of Boswellia turned stronger than before. Lenora felt her head hurt due to this.

Clara placed the tray in front of Lenora. "My Lady, your blood," Clara said as she bowed.

"Drink it," Lenora said.

"My Lady?" she panicked.

"Drink the blood!" she ordered.