Hunted By The Barbaric Vampire King

|16|~ The Man of the Hour~

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Luscious POV.

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My Blood God is Good. Today is the day, that he decided to bless my wretched soul.

The day has finally come. It may have taken me centuries to carry out my life mission but today is the day that it shall be done. Today is the day, that I put the bitch body in her final resting place.

Her grave.

Today is the day that I'll finally rid the world of the Bank's pathetic bloodline once and for all!

On that note, I rush out of Cyrus's office with one thought and one thought only and that's to end her.

Finally.

Before my departure, Cyrus mind-linked with his guards to instruct a silent lockdown. He asked me to be discreet in my search out of respect for his mating ceremony and I agreed. Mostly, for my own benefit more than his own.

He doesn't want anything to ruin his dog of a beloved special night. He even went as far as requesting that I control my monster and of course, I laughed directly in his face.

It's the audacity for me.

How dare he demand me to control my monster as if I am one of his subjects? If the tables were turned and it was his entire family who was slaughtered Cyrus wouldn't rest into the entire world paid for the reasonable party's sins and who would blame him?

I wouldn't. No king would because when it's all said and done, every single one of us vampire kings enjoys the thrill of the kill that comes along with spilling our enemies' blood.

We can't help ourselves like Xander for example, everybody knows the story of the monstrous cold-blooded king.

Still to this day, his whore of a beloved species is enslaved, and, in my opinion, the action was justifiable. It's karma.

Karma doesn't miss a beat.

This brings me back to Cyrus's request; his silent lockdown shall only be granted because it's not only beneficial to my cause. It's necessary...

I hate to admit it but the girl has proven on numerous accusations that she's no fool. As soon as she gets a whiff that I'm on her trail she will be long gone. So the best thing to do is to catch her off guard and that's what I'm banking on as I make my way throughout the hallway toward my guard.

As expected, Cyrus's guards and servants bow before me as I make my way through. I can feel their emotions before I reach them. Every one of my men's monster's desires to spill blood sparks an electric currency of excitement inside of my vicious soul. They can feel my fury just as much as I can feel their fury. They are ready.

"Berreta Banks is here ?"I inform them the exact moment that I reach them. "The Estate is on a silent lockdown be discreet in your search and find her.

"She's in the tent," says one of Cyrus's guards as he makes his way toward me. "Our team has her and the blond bitch surrounded. There is no way that she can escape."

Yeah, right!

That girl can be blindfolded and escape a rabbit hole if she put her mind to it. Trust me.

Without responding, I make my way toward the monstrous event in haste. Respect is earned, not given and I've earned my place which is why every guard, guest, servant, and peasant nods as I make my way through the ballroom which is connected to an overly long tent that's hosting the festivities.

"Rodrigues," I contact my commander as I approach.

"Ensure that the announcers don't announce my presence," I go to say a little too late because before I could demand an icky annoying voice boom, "King Luscious of the Southern Kingdom."