Bloodbound heart

Chapter4

*In phoebe 's subconscious*

Phoebe Celeste found herself in the middle of the forest which was engulfed by darkness. The stars and the moon were hiding behind the thick clouds.

The howling of the wind intensified the eeriness of the night. Then she heard the rustling sounds of the dry leaves as running footsteps were coming in her direction.

Phoebe felt like she had already seen this scene. She gazed at her surroundings until her eyes were able to adjust in the dark.

She froze in her spot the moment she saw the three figures who were running towards her, a man, a woman, and a young girl. They were a family of three.

She looked at them with her unblinking eyes, a trace of disbelief resurfacing on her face. For some unknown reason, the three people didn't notice her presence as if she was invisible.

They continued running as if their lives depended on it. Phoebe finally took a step, following them.

"Mom! Dad! I am here! I'm Phoebe, can't you see me?" She called on them but they couldn't hear her voice.

She saw them, hiding the 6-year-old child under the giant root of an old forest tree. She even heard her mother's words.

"My daughter, our princess, please stay here and don't make any sound. Keep hiding. We promise we will come back for you."

After ensuring the safety of the young girl, her parents left in a hurry.

"Mom! Dad! No, please don't leave! Don't leave her. She's just a kid. Please bring her with you! Please bring me with you!" Phoebe screamed while begging them not to leave.

But before she could do anything to stop them, they suddenly vanished in the darkness. The young girl was the only person left. And that young girl was none other than Phoebe herself.

Trying to save her life, her parents abandoned her with the promise they would come back. But they never returned.

Phoebe already knew what was the outcome of this dream, her nightmare.

She saw her young self, trying to keep her silence even though she was so scared that all she could think of was to cry. She was frightened to death of being alone in that big dark forest.

Her heart constricted inside her chest as the most frightening experience was just about to happen.

Loud growls echoed in the entire forest. Phoebe started to panic. An intense fear could be seen in her emerald eyes.

Another growl reverberated in the forest as if the creatures were communicating with each other. This time the sound was going near her hiding spot.

Phoebe stayed rooted in her spot just watching her young self cowering in fear as two giant wolves appeared in front of her. They both had grey fur.

The young Phoebe was trembling in fear. She felt like she was about to die and be eaten by these giant wolves.

She wanted to scream for help but she couldn't. Her intense fear already affected her ability to speak. Her tears started to fall, feeling helpless.

In her current state, her situation was hopeless, a powerless child being trapped by two giant wolves, just waiting to be devoured by them.

In a flash, one wolf charged in her direction, pouncing on her and trapping her in that tree.

The big bad wolf didn't waste time as it buried its sharp teeth on Phoebe’s small shoulder.

"No! No!!!" Phoebe watched her young self in horror as she was bitten by the big wolf.

She could still vividly remember the excruciating pain she felt at that time. It was so painful that she fainted.

At that time, she almost thought that she would meet her end, thinking she was too young to die.

But a miracle happened. She didn't die that night. She survived but that incident left her with a deep scar in her heart along with a nightmare that continued haunting her until she grew up.

On that same night, she lost her parents. They were the ones who didn't survive. But their sacrifice was all worth it since their beloved daughter was alive.

Meanwhile, Pecs was so focused on consuming her blood that he failed to notice that the lady lying on the bed was currently trapped in her darkest dream.

As he continued sucking her blood, he could feel that his strength was returning. It did not take long when he heard a soft moan.

The sleeping beauty was slowly waking up. She started moaning at the feel of his lips sucking on her neck. For some unknown reason, Pecs suddenly felt hot as if his body was responding and getting affected by her soft moans.

He was about to lose his self-control suddenly.

"Ah, what the hell?! Go away you f*****g p*****t!!!"

*Pak!*

*Thud!*

A loud smacking sound resonated in the entire room followed by a loud thud. Someone fell off the bed.

Pecs was caught off guard when a hand landed on his face. Never in a million years had he imagined that a day like this would come.

A human being who for him was a source of food to satiate his hunger was able to slap him, a mighty Vampire King. It was like a great insult, hurting his ego to the core.

And the most shocking part was that he felt an intense pain as if he was hit by a big rock. How could that happen? She was just a mere human. Where did she get that kind of strength?

Pecs received a hard slap and a great push causing him to fall off the bed. He was rubbing his face, still in a trance for what had transpired in that room.

'Is she really that strong or I am just weakened since I just woke up from my deep sleep? But it doesn't make sense at all. I just consumed her blood and I felt my strength returning to my body.'

Pecs mind was very occupied, trying to figure out how she was able to do that when another loud crash was heard. This time it was the sound of broken glasses.

"How dare you touch me, you p*****t?! Die!"

Those were the last words Pecs heard before he blacked out, losing his consciousness. It was as funny as it may seem but he just woke up after being put to sleep for thousand years only to be knocked out again by a mere human.

Phoebe hit his head with the lampshade. Pecs was lost in his thoughts at that time so he didn't notice that she already grabbed the lampshade, smashing it against his skull.

Her survival instinct was triggered so she didn't hesitate to hit him on his head. Phoebe was too flustered. She just had her nightmare. And in that bad dream, she saw her young self getting bitten by a giant wolf.

Whenever she would dream about this, she would feel an excruciating pain coursing through her body as if she was burning inside.

However tonight, for some unknown reason, she felt something different. A tingling sensation spread through her body as she felt someone's cold lips sucking her skin on the sensitive part of her neck.

The pleasure was so overwhelming that she couldn't help but let out a surprised moan. Phoebe was confused. She was dying to know where that source of pleasant sensation was coming from.

She just found herself opening her eyes as it seemed like someone was trying to wake her up from that nightmare.

And the moment she opened her eyes, she was shocked beyond her imagination seeing a large figure on top of her, trapping her in his arms.

Her whole being was put on red alert as she felt him sucking on her neck. With the surge of adrenaline rush, Phoebe used all her strength to slap the man and pushed him out of the bed.

"Who is this bastard who breaks into my house?" Phoebe mumbled, massaging her chest. Her heart was still pounding rapidly.

After calming herself down, Phoebe got up from the bed to turn on the lights. She needed to see the face of the culprit.

She hoped that he was not yet dead because she already thought of so many ways to interrogate him. She was dying to torture him just to find out who sent this man.

In just one click, the dark room was suddenly filled with lights. Phoebe grabbed the flower vase near her sliding glass window. She needed it as her weapon to knock him down again just in case the man would wake up.

With the loud beating of her heart, Phoebe grabbed the flower vase tightly as she traced her steps towards the man who was lying unconscious on the floor.

It was to her great surprise learning that her attacker was a handsome man. In fact, the word handsome was an understatement. He was the epitome of a man's majestic masculine beauty.

He had dark hair that looked so soft. His moon-crescent eyebrows were drawn together as if he was in pain. His angular cheekbones carved down towards a chiseled jaw.

His face looked pale including his lips. But the corners of his lips were tainted by blood, Phoebe's blood.

Then her eyes moved down on his body. She almost gasped the moment she saw his exposed body. He was only wearing a long open golden robe and black medieval pants. His sturdy chest and six-pack abs were visible to her.

'Damn, he looks so hot! He has a great physique,' Phoebe’s inner self had spoken in her subconscious.

She could see the up and down movement of his chest, signifying that there was still a sign of life. He didn't die yet from her brutal attack.

Phoebe’s lips curled up into a sly smile. 'I'm glad he is still alive. I can do lots of things to make him talk and get his confession. I wonder who instigated this.'

As she gazed at him she couldn't help but be captivated. She had to smack her face to break herself from his enticing spell.

"Gosh, Phoebe, wake up! Stop fantasizing and admiring this man. For goodness's sake, he is your assailant. He is a dangerous person!" she muttered, reminding herself.

After she was done assessing the man, Phoebe carefully kneeled beside Pecs, avoiding the broken glasses scattered on the floor. She was careful with her actions.

She checked his breathing and his pulse. Everything is normal, except that his body felt so cold.

'Why does his body temperature like this? He is as cold as a corpse.' phoebe cringed at that thought.

"Ah! Whatever! This is not the time to show concern about this man. He is the one who broke into my house. I will give him the punishment he deserves. Handing him over to the police right away is no fun. I will play with him first."

Phoebe tossed a look at him for one last time before she stood up to get some rope and handcuffs. She needed to restrain this man and tie him up before he woke up.

"Once you wake up, you are a dead meat to me," Phoebe said, flashing an evil smile on her lovely face.