Making Her Return ||COMPLETED||

14. Secret

Something is dripping...The drops echo as they hit the ground. Two figures are walking by in silence and kneel before a pale looking man. One of them raises his head and looks directly at the man. 

-"Vlad"- said the pale looking man. "It is time I tell you about the prophecy..."

Vlad III, son of Vlad II , the Dracula family. A clan of vampires hidden in the heart of Transylvania for centuries.

-"What prophecy, father?"- he asks.

-"One day our vampiric blood will not be as pure as it used to. Even though vampires have never been truly pure to begin with"- his father spoke. "There will be one day when I'm hunted down and you will have to take care of our coven. Our Oracle said that one day, our enemy would join us and it would probably be the end of our kind"

-"How is that even possible?"-

The man smiles and averts his gaze.

-"That I am not sure. I simply know that a werewolf will soon join us"-

. . .

{Present}

Vlad opened his eyes and closed the book between his hands. He placed it back on the shelf and sighed. He never expected that day to come, the day where a werewolf would join them. He massaged his temples and walked away from the library. He kept walking down the hall and suddenly stopped his tracks. Instead of heading to his chambers, he decided to check on Daciana Lupu, the werewolf alpha that his son had brought back to their castle.

. . .

He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. There was Daciana squirming on the floor.

Daciana was groaning and moaning in pain as she tried to move to one side but her body began moving involuntary and would make her twist the other way. Her eyes kept shifting from time to time and her forehead was filled with sweat drops. She would often place her hand over her throat, for it felt very dry from time to time. She also felt a burning sensation running through her whole body.

-"Daciana?"- Vlad called her out.

She tried to look up at him while fighting with her involuntary movements. Vlad simply opened up the door a bit more and stood close to her.

-"Vlad..."- she said between her teeth.

He tilted his head to one side and looked down at her curiously.

-"Does it hurt?"- he asked her.

Daciana wasn't even able to answer him because she had to deal with another wave of pain.

-"Hmm...interesting"- he continued.

Daciana tried to look up at him once more and bit on her lower lip.

-"Vlad...help....me"- she tried to muster some words, but Vlad simply turned around.

-"I cannot help you"- he said as he walked away from her and then closed the door and left her agonizing inside her room. 

Daciana tried to hold back her tears and hits the floor with her fist. She slowly managed to sit up and began panting heavily. The pain had suddenly ceased and the dryness and thirst were gone as well. She lowered her gaze and bit her lower lip.

. . .

Daciana Lupu sat at the edge of her bed staring at her right hand. She could still see Vlad's face in her mind. For some reason she really wished for him to help her, but at the same time she felt like he shouldn't. It was quite awkward because she felt as she knew she was already hopeless.