Twisted Tales: Vampire Bites By Midnight (Malleus x Reader)

Fang 49: (Dame) Der Sterne Pt 3b

AN: This is most of chapter 48 and a little of chapter 47 in Malleus' POV. If you aren't interested you can skip it.

I looked at them, the thought dawning on me on what exactly they had encountered before their arrival here.

When they mentioned the condition of their friends and the mistreatment they had endured, I was stunned silent.

Lilia didn't tell me anything about what he did to secure Y/n, or any other crucial details.

Whenever I'd press him, he'd simply tell me to relax or change the subject.

Now I know why.

"Hey, Malleus?!" Their raised voice startled me from my thoughts, but I couldn't provide a proper answer, much to my frustration.

At this, I could see and feel the growing agitation in their voice and body language.

Vampires heightened senses allow them to smell the emotions of those they've come across, to put it crudely, and their anxiety was strong.

So strong it aided in my lack of being able to communicate.

Malleus?! Hey! Does any of this-"

"I was not made aware of the attack that was brought against your friends that day," I said quickly as I closed my eyes in an attempt to gather my thoughts.

It was cobbled together, sure, but it was the truth.

I understood the disbelief in their voice as they pressed further, but that was all I could give to them.

But that wasn't enough.

I saw them, my soon-to-be-spouse, my future, prepare to walk out on me.

Out of my life, and the lives of countless other vampires.

No matter what they could have been feeling at that moment, I couldn't allow that.

I wouldn't.

I wanted them to trust me, no needed.

If not, we would all be doomed.

If not dead now, then killed later by the Magistrate men and their little pet beastmen.

But more importantly, I couldn't let them be angry at me.

I felt responsible for not knowing of this prior, even if I was yet to be king.

This was my duty to protect and ensure the well-being of this person.

And how could I do so without having a clue of what they went through?

No, absolutely not.

I need to make this right.

I grabbed them, a little too briskly then I had wanted, but at least I got their attention.

After I freed them, I babbled an explanation of what I did and didn't know which may have made me look even more guilty, but I was desperately telling the truth.

Even if I had reason to lie, again, I never wanted to be dishonest to them.

They deserved that much respect, at least.

Through after a while of my frantic babbling and head scratching, I smelt something that completely caught me off guard.

Their tears.

My heart broke from the scent, knowing that I may have been the reason behind it.

What a sorry soon-to-be-king I'm turning out to be.

"How do I know that, Lord Malleus?" Their pained voice croaked out as they fought their tears.

Lord?

Goodness...the fact they trust me so little as to even address me with a title...I felt my heart fall to my stomach.

"How do know that I can trust you?How do I know I can stay here and not have to worry about losing someone I care about?"

I promised them I would do anything and everything within my power to protect them, as well as those they cherished.

I cupped their face, their warm skin and sweet scent filling my nose and body, calming me down.

It took everything to keep my Vampiric instincts from taking over.

Stop it, Malleus, I reminded myself, you're supposed to comfort them.

"I want to have more nights like this with you. Don't you?"

Please, please, Y/n, all of these feelings are my true feelings.

I know it may take a while to put your trust in me, but these thoughts, these interests I have in you, I want them to reach you.

I want to know the real you, I want to love the real you.

Maybe that's silly of me, like Lilia says.

Call me a hopeless romantic.

I could feel the tension leave from their body and the sweet smell intensify as I spoke.

I could hear the thumping of their heartbeat lose intensity.

Yes, I finally reached them.

I let out a nervous laugh as we prepared to eat.