IMPRESS. [Book 1]

Chapter Seventy-One: The Prophecy Part 2. (EASTER SPECIAL)

IMPRESS.

Chapter Seventy-One: The Prophecy.

Part 2.

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Alaric's POV~

I didn't even have to think for a moment longer. When I saw my sister, it was like every single tension in my body had been washed away and my energy had been replenished. 

Call it the older brother in me, but I launched myself towards her, wrapping my longs arms around her small body every so tightly

I couldn't help it. I hadn't seen my sister in weeks and because I hadn't seen her for so long, my paranoia about the great evils that loomed our world had me worrying about her whereabouts, which in turn, resulted in a lack of sleep.

"Oh my God, Natalya, are you okay? Are you hurt? Where have you been?" I threw so many questions at her, cupping her cheeks and checking for any differences or changes in her appearance.

And damn did I receive the shock of my life when I noticed just how much my sister had changed since her first day in Aeralin. Was this the same young girl that I'd left behind with my parents here in Icilia when I joined the prince guard or was it someone entirely different?

She looked like the Devil's wife.

Her hair was definitely darker than before and so were her eyes. It felt like I was staring straight into two black holes of darkness with the occasional flicker of light? Natalya didn't look human at all nor did she look like a vampire, demon or witch. In fact, it was impossible to put my finger on just one, she appeared to be a combination of all four.

"I'm so sorry Alaric, I bet you've been so worried," With her signature tender touch, Natalya placed her gentle hand over mine, a hand that could bring warmth to any vampire's soul and turn their cold blood into fire.

I shook my head dismissing her apology. She didn't need to apologise, she hadn't done anything wrong. "Don't apologise, I'm just glad you're not hurt," she smiled at that and I smiled for a while until my eyes landed on Harrison who stood guard behind her. "Long time no see Harrison, how are you coping with the death of your brother?"

I know I sounded a little blunt but from what I could see, he didn't look like he'd suffered from grief whatsoever. I would know as someone who'd suffered from grief myself not long ago. "It was tough to face at first, but my brother as you know was what we call- troubled. I just hope his at peace now even after the shit he did."

"Hmm, he was quite the mad one. But, erm yeah- thanks for watching over my sister, despite." I reached over Natalya and encouragingly patted him on the back.