Chapter 235
(Author’s POV)
“Fabian, whether you like it or not, you will have to follow rules and orders. And if you don’t you know what will happen,” Jacob stated, a sly, wide grin appearing on his pinkish moist lips.
Fabian was quick to fire back, he was fuming by now, “Are you trying to threaten me, Mr. Larson p>
“Threat?” Jacob chuckled child. I don’t need to throw something so petty and childish as a threat at you. It is called stating facts. I am afraid, you don’t have much of an option. You will be attending to those Lycan Alpha brothers. Befriend them, keep an eye on them, that’s your choice. But you can’t back out,” Jacob was enjoying himself as he leaned back into his chair and looked at Fabian with that annoying smile he always wore.
“And what will I get in return?” Fabian asked straightforwardly.
Jacob mock laughed at Fabian’s absurdity, he tapped his index finger thrice on the glass table as he placed his other hand under his chin, rubbing it. Then he said, with nothing but calmness, “Nothing. You will be getting nothing p>
“Then, I won’t do it. You can threaten me or you can try to tell my secret. It is not like I want to be a part of ’that secret’ you keep talking about. I am not like you,” Fabian uttered, his words full or firmness and conviction.
“You are too eager, Fabian. That’s problematic, to say the least. You see, you may not have anything to gain from this but~ my dear grandson, you have, a lot to lose. Think carefully, am I wrong?” Jacob was as cool as ice as he muttered these words. “And secondly, you can’t change what you really are. Remember this p>
This one fifty year old vampire, who always carried himself impeccably, had pale white skin tone and out worldly looks, looked nothing older than thirty. No one could tell that Jacob was Fabian’s grandfather and not his brother. This bloodsucking demon was a shrewd, clever, aloof and a great negotiator. He has lived for way too long to lose his temper easily. He was always calm as a cucumber, never the one to initiate any fight or brawling. But he had the power as well as potential to end any of them. Fabian also knew that very well, that no matter how much he disliked this arrangement, in the end, he had no choice but to follow Jacob’s words.
With a defeated and exaggerated exhale, Fabian uttered, “Okay, I will arrange for their stay. But don’t expect any good hospitality from me. You already know, I abhor the werewolf kind.” He got up from the chair and said, his tone cold, detached, “If there is nothing else left other than this, I would be taking my leave as I have some research papers that need to be completed p>
Without waiting for his grandfather’s reply, Fabian bowed his head subtly, turned around and stepped towards the door to exited the study room. As his hands reached the door handle, Jacob commented softly, as he gazed at his grandson’s back, “Fabian Stephens… let me give you a little piece of advice. Take extra care of your ’new friends.’ Don’t let them mingle with those werewolves p>
“You don’t need to remind me of that. I will see to it, that neither of my friends gets in contact with those loup-garou’s and if they try to approach any of them, I won’t be courteous with them. And you grandfather, won’t be able to stop me from what I will do afterwards,” Fabian verbalized and walked out of the room.
Jacob seeing Fabian’s reaction commented, “Things are about to get a lot more interesting. Don’t you think so, Chris p>
Chris Shadow, his personal aide, secretary or whatever you call him, has been present inside the study from the very start. He didn’t comment much about Fabian but asked Jacob instead, “Vampire King, why did you agree to join forces with those with Lycan blood p>
“Curious cat, aren’t you, Chris. Let me tell you, last time, when the youngest Lycan Elio, came to our territory to acquire the special herb we made a deal that in return I will be visiting the Moon Shine Pack. Although, at that time, I didn’t get a chance and they gave us an island instead. But don’t you think so, now is the chance to fulfill my wish p>
“Your wish is to visit the Moon Shine Pack?” Chris was perplexed at his words. “I don’t understand Why do you want to go there so badly p>
Jacob laughed heartily as he stated, “Aren’t you a silly one? Ohhh my~ my, that’s funny. Thirty years with me, and you still don’t know what I really want? Chris Shadow, you need to work hard otherwise, you will be replaced soon.” He teased Chris.
Chris gave him a side eye and said, halfheartedly, “I will be more careful p>
They both have spend a lot of time in each other’s presence to bicker and tease one another, though mostly Jacob was the one pulling Chris’s leg as the latter didn’t dare to tease the King of Vampires.
As Fabian walked around the corner and strode out of the castle like villa, his fists were balling and he was gritting his teeth. He was truly angry at the mention of those from werewolf kind.
He reached the door and saw, Gunnar was standing beside his car, waiting for him, like and obedient slave waiting for its master. When he saw Fabian, he opened the car’s back door and gestured for him, “Young master p>
“You can take the car to my residence and retire for the day. I will be taking a walk on my own,” Fabian commented. He wanted spend some alone time, thinking. His mind was filled with painful past memories.
“Young master, Master Larson said~” Gunnar was about to say something but was cut off by Fabian unceremoniously, “Gunnar, do as I say, understand p>
Gunnar, without another word, did as he was told. He stepped inside the car and drove off.
Fabian looked at the surrounding air filled with dust particles scattered because of his car. He stared at the receding vehicle until it completely disappeared. Then he shifted his gaze to the tall, erect limestone structured property where his so-called grandfather, the former Royal prince of Blood Fangs Clan and current Vampire King resides.
I couldn’t help but reminiscence about the time when he first met Jacob Larson.
Jacob Larson, the cold, bloodless skin King, rumored to have a colorful life. He was famous for adultery and brutality.
But only few knew about his true nature and how he was. When Fabian was no more than five year old, both of his parents were killed, or rather brutally murdered, right in front of his very eyes, but werewolves. They claimed themselves as Lycan King’s allies and spared no one from his town.
But as, Fabian was hiding inside a fairly rustic, dilapidated cupboard, due to his mother’s timely measure, he somehow managed to survive.
When he heard no sound of ear piercing screams and shouts for help from outside and there was only profound silence left, he came out of his hiding place. He wasn’t aware how much time had passed, but he could clearly smell the pungent smell of blood and his parents’ rotten bodies.
Holding his breath, with his hand covering his nose and mouth, he came out of his house. As soon as he was out, he gasped for oxygen and panted heavily. Then involuntary he felt nauseous and dry heaved. It was too much for him to bear.
But that wasn’t all. When he stepped out and saw his neighborhood, a bolt of current coursed through his entire body. There were piles of corpses, some half eaten, some totally shredded to multiple pieces. They had no clothes on them and they were completely unrecognizable. But Fabian could tell, it was his friends and their families and his neighbors who were carcasses.
The scene was unbearable for a mere five year old body and he fainted on the spot, senseless.
When he came to his senses, his nose was hit with the smell of disinfectant as he heard beeping sounds and someone’s muffled voice. He tried to open his but he could feel his eyelids heavy and he felt drowsy.
“Royal Prince, the kid has regained consciousness,” an unfamiliar voice hit him. The person was in white lab coat and a stethoscope was hung around his neck, as that person asked Fabian, “Patient, how do you feel now? Do feel uncomfortable anywhere”
Fabian tried to form some words, but his throat was scratchy and aching. He wanted to ask a lot of questions. The place was unfamiliar and so was the people present there. He wanted to know where he was, where his mom and dad were, what happened to them. Whether all of it was a bloody nightmare or a cruel reality.
To Be Continued……..