Cursed To Be His Bride ✔️

Chapter Thirty One: Lisa

Fate. I was destined an ill-fated destiny from the day I was born.

Somehow there was something flowing in my veins along with my blood since the day I first had my sight to see the world, it was a curse.

A curse was being pumped from my heart to every part of my body—and there was no denying it now, after all of this.

I stared as Edward and others tucked Julie again on her bed. That gave me creeps because half of her body was drenched in her own blood and some more had me covered in scarlet shade.

It was borderline petrifying and panicky—yet here I was, sitting on the couch trying to be oblivious to everything and pretend as if nothing had happened, as if she wasn’t just going to die because of my stupidity.

I still hadn’t gotten over the fact that he could read my mind. Edward and Malcolm were two powerful vampires and they couldn’t snoop inside my brain so how come he was able to do it?

This made me worried even more about my safety and theirs. At first I had honestly thought this was just some stupid vampire’s idea of a prank and he’d get over it soon but now, as I saw her almost dying on the floor, on her knees, it made me believe just how persistent that guy was.

He wasn’t going to give up until he’d had what he wanted.

I shook at the thought as anxiousness rushed in my veins.

What baffled me even more was that even after witnessing such an eyesore, my tummy was still fine and balanced.

I hadn’t had the urge to vomit even after a long, tiring day—probably because I didn’t have anything to eat in the last twelve hours.

“How is she?” Edward whispered silently hoping to not wake her up.

“I can’t say. She’s . . . hurt.” Malcolm mumbled, stealthily walking away from her.

I was suddenly the centre of attention when his eyes found mine lurking around Julie’s bed.

He was no longer the considerate Malcolm he was while investigating me. He held no longer that cooperating look, he held no emotion in his eyes just raw anger as he started to pace towards me.

I swallowed the knot forming in my throat and didn’t dare budge from where I sat.

Before he could complete his journey towards my direction, a hand perched on his torso and compelled his pace to slow down.

I was relieved at once when I saw Edward blocking half his way with himself but the thought of what might occur the next possible moment frightened me.

I wasn’t having anyone else hurt today because of myself.

I jumped in the air making myself more presentable and prepared myself for what was coming next.

Malcolm eyes took their normal shade but Edward still wouldn’t leave his place before him—why was he still trying to protect me? It wasn’t his job.

I placed a light touch on Edward’s shoulders asking him to relax a little. His body quickly let go of a firm grip on itself and returned back to its normal posture.

He vigilantly slid out of Malcolm’s way and now it was just me and him and no barrier to be broken.

I could see the persistence of anger in his eyes but I didn’t back away from his questions, he deserved every answer and now, I had no other option than to tell them the truth since they were the only ones who could do something about my situation.

However, what they’d do to me after realizing what I’d been hiding was entirely a different case I didn’t want to look into.

“Talk.” He asked with clenched teeth.