The Vampire's Sun

Chapter 65

Arthit POV

I stand in front of the glass arms dangling at my side, hands balled into fist. Behind the glass was man I hated the most. The man that took my parents away from me. The man that almost killed my daughter. I wanted his blood. I wanted to feel his life source slip though my fingers. I wanted to see his heart stop, to see him take his last breath. I wanted to rip his limbs from his body one at a time. I wanted him to feel the pain I'm sure my parents felt.

But I can't.

The evidence P'Kong and I found linked him to all the kills over the last year. It also linked him to several unsolved homicides from as far back as thirty years ago. Sunan was one sick psycho.

Because of that, I couldn't kill him. Not yet anyways. The families of the victims need to have some kind of closure. They need to see this asshole stand trial. Maybe after he is sentence I can kill him.

"Kitten." Was whispered softly in my ear, pulling me out of my murderous thoughts. I feel P'Kong hands touch mine gentle uncurling my fist. "You're making yourself bleed my love." He says softy.

I take a deep breath flexing my fingers. My mates brings both my hands up to his lips, licking the blood.

"I want him dead P'Kong." I tell him my voice low. I'm afraid if I talk any louder I might actually kill him.

"I know kitten, I do too, but can't. Not yet anyways." He says kissing the side of my head gentle.

"When is his trail?" I asked.

After we handed over the evidence the chief of police dropped everything and had the CSI team rush everything. It's only been three weeks since we handed it over, and he was ready to stand trial. This was being pushed along by the royal family themselves. They wanted this mess over.

"Tomorrow love, so whatever you want to say to him need to be said tonight."

I nodded my head watching Sunan through the glass. It pissed me off that he was unhurt. Then he sat there, reading his book, looking unfazed. I could feel my blood pressure rise, my heart start beating faster, as the rage start boiling again.

"Baby...love deep breath please calm down." P'Kong ask. He wraps his arms around my wraist gentle rocking us back and forth gentle.

I took a deep breath laying my head on his shoulder gentle. "I want to go in there and talk to him." I tell my mate. I could feel P'Kong grow tense behind me. No matter what he said to me, I wouldn't listen. I was going to go in there and talk to him.

"Let us go in there first. Let us chain him down, okay? I don't him to try and attack you." He tells me. I nod my head in agreement.

Sunan wasn't being held in a normal prison, with humans, but one created for mystic like himself. He could still shift into anything and anything he wants, even the tiniest of bugs, but there was no way for him to escape. All the sells were sealed with magic. If he tried to step foot outside of his cell the shield would push him back. The spell was cast using his blood making it impossible for him to escape.

I watch as the cell door is open, and five guards including my P'Kong walk in. I couldn't hear what was being said, but I could tell Sunan was pissed. The guards had to force the asshat up and into a chair, before chaining him to it. Sunan fought the whole process, and I could see my mate getting pissed.

When P'Kong was satisfied Sunan couldn't get out of the chain, he waved me in. I took a deep breath before opening the door. This would be my chance to get the answer I wanted. To get closure.

"Aw if it isn't the little bastard wolf cub. What do I owe this pleasure?"

I sat in the chair in front of him. The chair was close though that we didn't have to yell at each other, but far enough way that if the tried to kick me he would fail.