Chapter 3 - Secrets In The Dark ✅
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Chapter 3 - Secrets In The Dark
As he stepped closer to the bed, the light almost revealing his face, I heard the door click open, I turned my head to it, when I turned my head back to him,
He was gone. I was so confused, was he the one who did that to me the other night.
He cleared his throat by the door, it was him, the king... his crimson eyes glowing menacingly.
"What the hell are you? Why am I here and not dead."
He smirked, making my hear flutter with unexplained emotions.
“Why are you here?” I demanded, trying to keep my voice strong though my hands trembled at my sides.
He walked closer, each step deliberate, like a predator closing in on prey. His presence filled the room, suffocating yet alluring.
“You should be dead,” he murmured, tilting his head slightly as if studying me. “That silver blade should have ended you. And yet… here you are.”
His words chilled me. I swallowed hard.
“Why? What did you do to me?”
His crimson eyes locked on mine, burning like fire in the dark.
“What did I do?” he chuckled low, the sound both mocking and sensual. “Perhaps the better question is… what are you, Morgana?”
The way he said my name sent a shiver down my spine.
“I’m not your toy!” I snapped, stepping back. “You took something from me—you had no right!”
For the first time, his smirk faltered. His gaze darkened, as if my words actually pierced through that calm mask he wore.
“Careful, little queen,” he whispered, his voice like velvet laced with poison. “You speak as though you know the truth of that night.”
My knees threatened to buckle, but I forced myself to hold my glare.
“I know enough. And I swear, I’ll make you pay.”
He leaned close, his lips near my ear, his breath sending heat down my neck.
“Oh, darling… you’ll find out soon enough that I wasn’t the only one in this room with you that night.”
My heart stopped.
“W–what do you mean?” I stammered.
He only smirked again, pulling away. “Shadows have secrets… and so do you.”
Before I could speak, the throne room doors slammed open. A man stepped inside, tall, broad-shouldered, with flames dancing faintly around his hands. His eyes—amber like molten fire—locked on me, then on the vampire king.
“Tch. I should’ve known I’d find you here, Lucian.”
Lucian straightened, his smirk never fading.
“Ah… the Demon Lord finally graces us with his presence.”
The tension between them was thick, dangerous. And me? I was caught in the middle of something far darker than I’d ever imagined.
TO BE CONTINUED
✨ Author’s Note ✨
Okaaay… so Lucian (the Vampire King) and the Demon Lord finally meet 👀🔥 What do you guys think is going to happen next?
🔥Who do you think really touched Morgana that night? 😳
🔥Do you trust Lucian, or is the Demon Lord is the bigger danger?
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