The Crimson Rose || Nicolae Bartholy X OC || [COMPLETE]

Chapter XVII.

Darkness falls.

It was dark.

Pitch black.

It was wet and it smelled like iron.

A little frail body sat in a corner of the room.

She held her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth.

"Daddy... daddy wake up. Please wake up." She kept sobbing and glancing over her knees at the lifeless body of her father, who laid in a pool of his own blood; a hole in the middle of his chest.

"Daddy...please..."
Her voice broken. Her soul shattered.

"Your father won't wake up, sweetheart. But don't worry, you don't need him. He was weak."

Viktor stood not too far, Paul's still beating heart in his hand as he took bites from it.

The little girl was in shock, her brain had shut down.

"Trust me. You are gonna be fine. You will be powerful and fearless." He sucked the blood from the still pumping organ, then tossed it on the floor like it was nothing.

Nothing.

Viktor moved closer to Lily and kneeled in front of her.
He easily used his powers on her and made her drink his blood from a cut on his wrist.

"Good girl, don't worry, I will not fail you as a father." He smiled as the girl's little eyes turned red for the first time.

Then she wanted more.

Viktor let her drink just a little more before pulling his wrist away.

"Enough. "

He stood up and gave her his hand. Lily took it obediently.

She was long gone.

*

At the Mansion, the mood wasn't too happy. Drogo and Peter kept arguing about the youngest vampire's dreams.

Drogo didn't want to believe what his brothers were trying to prepare him to. He was in denial.

He didn't want to accept the fact their father was coming home.
And probably, because of what he did to the Baron.

He was feeling so much guilt that his brain wouldn't accept the reality of things.

Because Drogo knew perfectly fine that if Viktor came back and decided to take Claire away, it would have been his fault. He was the one to take the Baron's life.

As he stormed out of the Peter's room, he almost crashed into Claire.

"Oh, Drogo, I am sorry I didn't see you coming out." She apologized even if it wasn't her fault.

"Fuck, Claire watch where are you going!" He shouted angrily at her.

Claire looked at him hurt. She knew there was tension in the house because Viktor was getting closer, but Drogo really didn't need to take it on her.

"I said sorry..." She held his gaze, she wasn't scared of him.

But one thing was for sure.

Nicolae heard that.

And he was not happy about it.

"Fuck." Drogo repeated as he sensed Nicolae's presence instantly behind himself.