Secrets in the shadows

CHAPTER-FIVE:

Felix swallowed the blood of his victims, his pulse racing. He felt an immense rush of energy go through him, giving his body strength beyond anything he had ever experienced. It dawned on him what was causing this sudden strength as he turned to witness a dazzling explosion behind him.

Felix, determined to stop the girls' escape, sped for the bridge as his wrath took control. He was about to approach them when a bizarre, dark object that could only be described as a nightmare materialized from the riverside.

Felix was filled with fear as he raced toward the gullible females, certain that whatever it was would reveal the real reason they were fleeing for their life. Felix is nervous as he makes his way across the cemetery, stumbling about in the dark due to his poor night vision. But his fixation is pushing him ahead, and he's determined to locate what he's seeking for. Finally seeing it, a small bit of silk, memories wash over him like a tidal wave, engulfing him in a deluge of need and yearning.

He holds the hairpiece up to his nose, takes a long breath that permeates every part of him, and then pushes it to his lips. He enjoys the sensory overload of remembering her scent and the sensation of her flesh on his as he crushes it between his fingers.

Her essence remains in his mind long after she has gone, like an addiction he cannot overcome. Felix is aware that nothing, not even the horrors that lie ahead for them both, can separate him from her, despite the fact that it breaks him. The shock of giving in to the overwhelming yearning ran through his veins as he gazed about.

He found himself more and more enchanted by her alluring aura with every shallow breath and the warmth of her body against his, until he could take it no more. His nose were overwhelmed with the sickening smell of her perfume, and every thought turned into a desire for his own sensual pleasure. The pleasant scent remained and made him cry even though he was attempting to stop the flood of emotions that was overpowering him by running his fingers across his canine teeth.

She would love nothing more than to have her neck kissed from head to toe and to have her heart, which pounded like a drum, gently nuzzled. He could just feel her smooth skin under his hands. He nuzzled it in a manner that made him feel intense need, and eventually, he realized with a shock that he wasn't alone. As the lesson was about to close, there was a noticeable sense of immense pressure in the room.

Waves of searing heat shot through his veins, and his teeth felt like razor sharp blades cutting deep into his jawline. The unbridled wrath that was developing within of him swiftly overcame him since he realized he could no longer control himself. He made an abrupt motion and pushed forward, taking her by the shoulders and propelling her in front of everyone who dared to look.

His hold was so strong that she was unable to fight back; all she could do was feel his overwhelming power surge through her body. Fel-ix was embarrassed of himself for letting rage dominate him and even more so for disclosing who he really was so carelessly.

His abilities were released before he had a chance to ponder, but he would not be holding back. Whether they were powerful or weak, right or wrong, didn't matter to Kylee. No matter how hard he tried, his love for his lover could not be ignored since it burned so brightly in his chest.

The impulse to protect himself was too strong, forcing him to choose between what was comfortable and what he wanted. He had to get away from the painfully suffocating sensation that threatened to engulf him. And then there came the ultimate betrayal—a tragic twist of fate—when deceit brought him a fortune. It had been a deadly error to hide in a cemetery.

Once latent, his dark impulses erupted with an uncontrollable strength that left him confused and dizzy. Overcome by the high rush of the chase, the crushing terror of being pursued himself, and the terrible joy of slaughter, he staggered home. Over decades of bloodied life, he had felt these same emotions already. However, this moment was distinct in some way.