FARAH

Chapter 2 - The Irresistible Hunger

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~P R I N C E~

I can never understand the explanation behind my siblings' obsession with throwing parties, just a waste of money, and energy.

I don't care how they want to live their lives, the only thing I want them to do is to keep me away from their normal life. I don't even want that to be a part of my life.

I'm fine with the life I live in, kind of. I wish they could get this simple damn thing inside their skull, but no, why would they, they are the best and the most caring family in this universe after all.

I rest my left hand on the steering wheel and my right hand on the window. I lean more on the back of the seat, looking out the window at the setting sun.

Multiple birds are flying in the yellow sky and the sun is slowly setting, darkening the city. Suddenly, the left side of my chest starts throbbing up to my face. I rub my neck and face, squinting my eyes at the small mirror in the car.

The vein on my neck is now darker and more apparent than it usually is. It slowly starts reaching my eyes upwards. f**k. Wherever the veins reach, there is thumping and discomfort.

I close my eyes and push myself to stop the curse to overpower me because the last time I was so aggravated that I let it do whatever it pleased but I have to admit that it wasn't a great idea.

I open back my lids and the veins are disappearing. My phone vibrates inside my pocket, I take it out and bring it close to my ear.

"What?"

"Did you get the flowers?" Kiara asks, of course, in her nice manner.

"Yes"

"Good, so when you are coming to drop them" I can hear people talking around her. Perhaps the party is about to start soon.

"I'm on my way" a sigh runs through my lips "it's trying to come out, tell Thelse I want the contract...like right now," I speak emphasizing the right now.

"Oh okay, I'll give him a call" I end the call and start driving.

It took me only a few minutes to reach where the party is taking place. I walk into a mansion full of unnecessary lights and furnishings.

As soon as I walk in, the whole mansion, which was echoing with the sound of many people speaking just a moment ago, is now silent.

Ignoring this, I turn to Kiara, who is sitting on a stool in the middle of the whole scene, lost in her own thoughts as usual.

She doesn't react or move until I pat her on the shoulder. I look around in the decorated hall, she stands up, looking at me. "when did you get here?" She asks a little.... worried I suppose. "A few seconds ago" I roll my eyes, earning a nod from her. I sigh and extend the baskets in my hands towards her; she takes them.

"Did you call him?" She nods her head, handing the baskets to one of the maids "yeah...." Taking a short pause she begins "he asked you to come to the club"

The club is one of the territories of vampires and ghouls, I would not recommend an ordinary person to visit such a place, not without a witch.

Vampires and ghouls became allies after the death of the second Azov leader and the violation of the First Law.

"And Dahlia is going to be there as well"

WHAT?!

Oh, f**k no. I'm really not in the mood for her whiny mouth and grabby hands.

I leave without saying another word because I know full well that Kiara is going to start inquiring about my health and all, but I just can't right now.

I did not show much reaction in front of Kiara but inside my blood was boiling.

I stop the car in front of the back of the club and go in. Loud music fills my head, the scent of blood lingers in the air and the pulse of living bodies rumbles in my ears, inciting my hunger to concentrate on anything other than my desire for cannibalism.

I just want to bury my fangs in their raw and delicate flesh, loving every moment of their screams and cries, while I calmly savor their unmistakably pleasing flesh and blood.

Only if it were not for the law not to feast on your companions and particular vampires and ghosts, I would have already cut off all the people here and ate them without hesitation.

But no, I can't let it get the best of me, not this time.

I shake my head and start to walk further inside the joyful crowd to the VIP area. I shortly see a dark-haired man smoking weeds.

"Thelse" I lowly call his name and he looks up, giving me a wave. I sit across him, leaning against the sofa with my hands on my thighs and my head resting on the backrest of the sofa, facing up at the ceiling.

I close my eyes and try to concentrate. "Prince!" A familiar squeak reaches my ears, erasing the little peace I was enjoying.

I frown and open my eyes only to see Dahlia jumping like a child beside the sofa with her hands twitching in the air. She grins and sits close to me.

Her loud chewing on chewing gum starts to make my head hurt. My hearing, smelling, speed, and strength everything is currently heightened, and controlling my cravings is getting harder with every passing second, especially after Dahlia arrived.

I ignore her and close my eyes again. "Where's the contract," I question, and Thelse chuckles "they're from Celeste's clan, they came here as a spy and almost succeeded in locating the secret hidden dungeon. We-"

Dahlia put in before he could finish his sentence "you guys talk I'll get something to drink" she gets up and I feel her hands brushing my shoulder.

Her heels click, confirming she has left. Thelse begins with his ranting.

"We must take action before Celeste can find her way inside the kingdom" he finishes.

"How many of them have you located"

"Five, they're separated and are keeping their eyes cautiously open cause the information got leaked about us knowing their arrival. I'm pretty sure-

he doesn't proceed with his talking for a good minute. So, I open my eyes to find his wide and puzzled green eyes staring at me.

"What?" I raise an eyebrow "your face and eyes...." I turn my head to the side and look at my reflection in the small mirrors attached to the wall.

The left side of my face is nearly covered with dark red veins, the cut from my left brow to my lip is also dark red, and my left eye is completely jet black in color and the other bloody red.

I sigh and put the curse back inside me. "Looks like I just need a feast," I joke and lean back. I noticed that his face is turning pale and his heartbeat starts beating a little faster than normal.

Scaredy Cat and he is going to be the next King of Azov.

Excellent

"Relax it's not like I'm going to feed on you," He relaxes a bit and chuckles nervously as these words come out of my mouth "....at least not yet" I add, scaring him even more.

"I-i am just going to get the locations" he stammers and quickly gets up without any further chitchat, causing a smirk to appear on my face but it soon fades away when Dahlia sits next to me with two glasses in her hands.

"Here you go!" She squeals in excitement. I wonder why she squeals so much. I don't take it so she has to put it back on the desk.

Barely a minute passed and as soon as his brother Thelse is out of sight, she put her hand on my thigh, slowly trailing her hands up but before she could reach my crotch, I shove her hand away.

A frown appears on her face "what happened?" She starts with her endless whining. God, I hate those whines.

"I'm not in the mood right now" I sternly speak but that certainly doesn't stop her from complaining "you're never in the mood and we're getting engaged in few months for God's sake"

"So what? I'm not interested to have s*x with you every single day and you know it very well" I put in, completely ignoring what she's saying. I told her from day one that I'm not interested and I'm also not good for her, she can say no to this meaningless marriage but she never listened so don't blame me when I treat you like s**t.

"Please" she bats her eyelashes, making me cringe. I roughly yank her chin close to my face. "Tell me what you do want Lia" she loves it when I call her by her nickname.

She smirks, trying to look sassy but miserably fails. "You want this" I seductively get closer to her so our lips are only an inch away from brushing.

Her hands try to make their way to wrap around my neck and her lips to touch mine but I pull away.

Thelse walks in and gives me the locations of my targets. But I have to admit that she's pretty good for passing time and distraction for few times. I leave her speechless, sitting on the sofa

I start with taking down the simplest ones, you can tell which is low-ranking or high-ranking by looking at their movements and techniques.

Typically, low-ranking ones attack without measuring their enemy's strength or what they are capable of. But higher-rankings always adapt to the opponent's movements and everything before they strike.

The first three spies are hunted down, which means that only two of them remain, the leader of the group and his guard. I didn't find them in any of those I killed, so it's clear that they're the only ones left.

I walk with my hands inside my pockets and my head down. I hear some motion from the right, confirming that they followed me, however, they haven't attacked yet, so they may be in a higher ranking.

"Come out now" my voice booms in the dead silent and empty narrow street. There is a jump sound from right behind me and I eagerly turn.

I see a man wearing a hood reaching up to his forehead. "Prince" he whispers but doesn't let fear get on his face. "I won't let you ruin our lives so I will end your existence here and now!" He shouts, making me scoff.

"Come on do it, I have all the time" I challenge and he makes his first strike without any consideration. It's so easy to provoke them, I guess Celeste isn't paying much attention to training her so-called army.

He runs towards me as his eyes turn black, a Ghoul. While jumping he wields the Dark Reaper ax in his hands which is very easy to dodge. Why use this powerful blade when you don't even know how to use it properly

He attempts another strike but this time I grab where he's holding the grip, instead of dodging. And with a swift motion, I break his wrist.

As soon as he falls on the ground I kick his jaw, breaking it as well but it doesn't end there, I hear another quick footstep coming behind me.

I huff, turning back and stopping the kick that came. It's a girl, impressive. Her bloody red eyes widen, a Vampiress. She twists her body and tries to kick with her other leg, which I grab and slam strongly against the wall

After knocking them both, I take them to the dungeon prison to extract some info. I tie the man to a chair with ropes bound to vital spells to keep him in place while he is tormented.

He slowly begins to regain his consciousness. I sit in a chair in front of them, resting my hands on the headrest of the chair and the backrest between my legs.

He blinks his eyes open and starts to thrash in an effort to break free of the ropes, I ignore it and start questioning him. "What's Celeste's next move?"

"I WON'T TELL YOU A THING!" He yells.

"Okay" I shrug, picking up a drilling machine and stabbing him right in his thigh, he screams. Blood starts pouring out of the hole and my nostrils get filled up. I breathe in the delightful full smell of the ghoul's flesh, feeling hungry again.

"Speak" I don't remove the drill from his thigh "i-i don't know" he cries in pain and I face the drill up, tearing his skin all the way. He still doesn't start talking despite the excruciating treatment I'm giving him.

The only thing I like about Celeste's clan is that they would die but never say a single piece of information. However, there's one thing that can make their mouth talk and that is solid leverage.

And I have just the thing with me.

"What's your name?" I pull the drill out of his thigh, causing him to grunt in pain "H-hunter" he utters.

"Remember you bought this on yourself, Hunter" I sneer before getting up and leaving the prison. I open the door of the next prison and there I see the vampiress sitting on the floor.

She lifts her face to see who has entered and when she does so her body trembles. she pushes herself to the corner of the prison, fear is apparent on her face.

"No please do not!" She pleads as her eyes fill with tears. I crouch before his trembling body "P-please, don't hurt m-me" she sobs while looking down at the concrete floor.

I intertwine my fingers in her blond curls and yank it, making her look up. A pleasant cry leaves her mouth but she doesn't open her eyes.

"Open them, open your eyes darling" she slowly opens and looks at me, frightened. "I don't want to hurt you, I really don't but this" I point my index finger at the now visible dark red veins and she roams her gaze at my exposed face and neck, sniffling.

"This...won't let me and you know what, even if I spare your life which I won't of course, do you think that Thelse would be so kind to spare the lives of whom he despises the most" I wipe her tears from her cheeks with my thumb.

"And besides you've committed a crime, you tried to eliminate the leader of Azov's one of the groups which means you deserve punishment" I get up from the floor and drag her with me back to the first prison where Hunter is currently held captive.

She thrashes and screams to let her go but doesn't succeed. I open the door of the prison and Hunter raises his head. "Amelia-" his voice trails off.

I grip her both hands behind her back and tilt her head so her neck is exposed for me to bite into at any moment. "Now speak Hunter or I'll rip her head off of her body"

"NO! DON'T DO THIS PLEASE" He pleads "f*****g spill already!" I threaten but he just looks at her and she looks back at him. Now, what the hell is this? I roll my eyes, getting frustrated by their incredible talent of wasting time.

"Amelia is it, hmm?" In an instant, my fangs dig themselves through her tender flesh, sucking out her sweet blood. "Celeste is planning an ambush on the day of the ceremony! That's all I know is, now please, I beg you to let her go" he blurts out.

I chuckle against her skin and stick my fangs out of her only to stab her heart with a blade deadly to any vampire or ghoul, the Dark Reaper.

It is more effective when you are stabbing your enemy right in the heart.

As blood starts pouring out of her mouth, she arches her back and a whimper comes out her mouth.

Her lifeless body falls to the floor in a jiffy and I wipe the blood on my lips. I approach Hunter's frightened and motionless body. "Guess you're the next one." I tell him and he yells "YOU'RE A HEARTLESS MONSTER PRINC-"

Before he could finish his sentence, I stick my fangs into his throat and the sudden delicious taste of his raw flesh bring back the hunger that's almost impossible for me to resist. It comes like thunder, directly visible from somewhere in the dark sky.

I pull out my fangs and grab the ropes around him, tearing them to pieces. As the ropes fall to the ground, he tries to run away.

Somehow his struggle to survive seems to amuse the curse within me. The way he is trying to run away is increasing my want to feed on him more than ever.

So, without wasting another moment I grab the back of his neck and push him down to the floor. When he is lying straight on the floor, grunting and begging, I let myself get on top of him and start feeding on his body.

He screams as I tear chunks of his flesh, chewing on it as if I'll die if I resist. It's similar to dryness in the throat like I'm in the desert and there's no ounce of water.

But if I drink blood to keep the hunger away it doesn't help my ghost side unless I consume a living creature, it can be anything, a mere human, vampire, ghost, or a witch.

I'm satisfied I get up and look at his lifeless body next to Amelia's body.

Everything is now pin-drop silent and the throbbing in my body is completely fading away as if it was never there. I should feel guilty, remorseful, and filthy thinking of how many people I've slaughtered today, but no, I feel nothing.

I feel good and pleased when I see people suffering. What have I become, what has this curse made me. Will I ever be able to recover? Would someone be so selfless who would help me out of this misery?

This is the life I'm living, I kill, eat, drink, and then throw away the body as if it worth nothing.

This is who I am, a cursed and brutal cannibal.

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