Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

Hazel felt a tinge of guilt in her heart even though she had not committed to anyone.

Surely, when Rafael had offered to leave her, she had accepted it without remorse as if it was a natural thing to do.

Then why was she feeling so overwhelmed when someone else proposed to her?

Could it be because she had always thought Damien hated her and the confession was rather abrupt.

Yes! That would be the reason. She nodded her head at that thought as she finally stopped walkling.

Since he was standing in front of her on the way to her room. She had taken the opposite path and almost ran in that direction.

Now after walking so far, she did not know where to go!

"Have I come here before?" she mumbled as she looked around.

She should have asked Jenna to accompany her the whole time.

Now she didn't even have maids. What kind of empress was she? She had seen her stepmother walking with more than half a dozen maids following her.

She scanned the whole area to check but she did not remember seeing it before.

The night was already dark and windy and now she had lost her way! Great!

She mumbled to herself as she sat on a rock. If she was lost anyway, what change would it make if she continued to run around.

She would rather sit and massage her sore feet.

"And here I thought that I would have a warm bath and eat dinner leisurely." she muttered as she looked around.

"Whistle!" "spur aarrr"

The wind blew the leaves of the tree creating a sound but her body jumped when she felt something moving behind her with the wind.

She turned around but there was nothing but dark.

"Who is there?" she asked with a tone of authority as she did not want to sound weak and pathetic if it was a maid or any knight but only silence mocked her loud voice.

She gulped as she was sure she felt something. It was not the first time she had felt so. It was before in her room and once at the terrace too.

"I know you have been following me for days! If you think you can do that without my knowledge then you are wrong.

Come out or I will complain to Rafael this time!" wait! Did she sound weak there! She frowned and thought of a better threat for a second.

"If you will not come out. Then I will throw my daggers. Do not blame me if you get hurt!" great! Now she had done another folly

Had the previous confession that Damn Damien had rotten her brain. How could she threaten the person to kill with a dagger when she did not know where he was in the first place!

The person must have been laughing at her now.

"Why are you following me? If you tell me the reason, I may consider sparing your life!" she added as she scanned the whole area, praying in her heart that it was not some pervert stalker.

She was sure that the person did not want to kill her since it had more than enough chances to do so but it never did that. But that did not mean she could trust a stranger that stalked her even in her room.

"I am giving you one last chance! Come out right now." she threatened with all her force and suddenly she felt her chest getting tightened as if something was in body that was taking all the place and making her suffocate.

What was happening to her? Had she developed a terminal illness.

Her hands instinctively reached her chest and started rubbing it slowly while the fear in her heart intensified.

She could feel the sweat forming on her face and she knew she was going to have an anxiety attack if the person did not come in front of her.

Just when she was about to shout again, she felt the whistling of leaves again behind her and turned her head to see a dark figure.

Her eyes widened as she noticed that the figure did not have any body. It did not have legs to stand, neither did it have a face to see who he was.

"What are you?" her voice was barely about a squeal as she felt it dying in her throat but she coughed and stood straight.

Even if she was going to die, she was not going to show fear to a strange creature that looked like a whirlwind.

As if the wind was moving in circles and making hurricanes. But she was sure that it had life the way he was moving.

"Why are you following me? No before that can you even speak before that?" Since it never made a sound except strong winds and did not have a mouth, she wondered if he could ever speak.

Strangely whenever she had felt its presence, she felt fear but now that he was standing in front of her with that ghastly and strange look, she did not feel any fear.

In fact, a strange kind of familiarity engulfed her.

"Could it be that you are a ghost and that is why you can not speak?" she continued as she walked closer instead of running away to the figure who was standing there silently but she felt like he was watching her every step.

She felt like he wanted to take a step back and run away but is restraining himself from doing that.

She wondered if it could be that he was shy or afraid of her that was why he looked at her from a distance? Feeling amused at her thoughts, she walked closer and smiled as if she was trying to show that she was friendly,

"Hey, do not worry. I will not hurt you or bite you. All those threats were lies so do not be afraid of me?"

"gegriengeiogns"