"You're a heretic right? Half vampire half witch" San asks hesitantly.
She inches closer to him, resting her weight on the table. "Who wants to know?"
"I was wondering, do you know how to... revive a vampire?"
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San wakes up to his new and shoc...
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Seonghwa freezes.
The spoonful of soup he held up to his lips drops back into the bowl, splashing everywhere in the process.
Junkyu, who was eating beside him, flinches when a drop of the hot liquid lands on his arm. He looks up at the werewolf. "Are you alright?" He questions warily as he rubs the spot on his arm.
Seonghwa's eyes were blown out and a shiver ran up and down his spine repeatedly. She's here... my mate is here.
"Seonghwa," Jongho shakes his hand from across the table, snapping him back to attention. "What's wrong? You look like you saw a ghost"
Seonghwa blinks repeatedly. "I- N-nothing. It's nothing" He forces a smile and goes to pick up his spoon again.
Jongho squints his eyes at him a little then looks at Junkyu who only shrugs. The prince then shakes his head and returns to sipping the very cold stale cup of deer blood the drows had given him. He gagged as he drank but forced it down the same.
On the other hand, the werewolf sat in silence as Jongho and Junkyu talked. He knew exactly what he felt.
That was a feeling way too foreign and unfamiliar yet he knew exactly what it was. When a werewolf turns 19 they are able to mate. And it's physically impossible to have offspring with anyone but their mate. He turned 19 and watched as his friends found their mates one after the other. They all tried explaining it to him, the feeling of sensing her as soon as she's close enough to you.
He would just stare blankly at them as they would go on with their nonsensical talk about finding 'the one'. He never understood it. And for a while he was convinced there was no such thing... until now that it is.
That feeling was just... indescribable. It was like an unexpected warmth yet a cold chill shocking enough to cause him to shiver. It had to be his mate. And he wasn't sure whether to be happy that he'd finally found her or distraught because that means he and San were never really meant to be.
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"What is the meaning of this?" Hongjoong demands as the men at the gates roughly clasps a pair of wooden handcuffs around his wrist.
"Our apologies your highness, but it's orders from above" One of the drows says in a sarcastic tone as he tightens the cuffs even more to the point of discomfort.
