Chapter 33

Erik managed to turn things around in a landslide when he secretly asked the king to come into the hall while James was arguing with Jeron. All of James' conspiracies could be heard by the king. When James' silver sword pierced Jeron's body, Erik arrived just in time to viciously kill James while deepening Jeron's wounds until he was dying and dead. King Vlad and Queen Rachel witnessed the bloody events in the throne room firsthand, and Erik killed three birds with one stone that day. Erik had already ended Laksita's life before killing his two children. It's a shame that José ran away before Erik had the chance to give him death.

"Father hates me for killing his golden son and the woman he loves," Erik finished his insult with overflowing emotion, while the queen felt hurt to be reminded of the dark events that had now silenced the king.

"I only love your mother, understand."

"Lie!" Erik cut him off sharply.

"Just so you know, I never hated you," King Vlad's eyes dimmed as he stared at his first and only son. For the first time in a long time, Erik heard King Vlad call him 'son'.

"Now back to the purpose for which you were summoned," King Vlad tried to divert the conversation that was giving off that dark aura.

Erik chuckled angrily as he crossed his arms over his chest. It must be something he doesn't like that every time he is summoned to face his parents, it always becomes a topic of conversation."Let go of Luna Queen or you will be in big trouble," no kidding, there was a tone of rebuke in his sentence.

Erik's irises, originally black, now glowed red again. However, a smile appeared on his lips, which were pulled back impudently. A sly, contemptuous smile.

"What if I'm not ready?" Erik raised an eyebrow in disdain.

"Then it's the same as you destroying this kingdom," King Vlad snapped in a rising tone of voice.

"My dear father," Erik casually walked to the right and then turned to the left a few times while casually playing with his fingernails.

"Whatever I want in this world will never come true without my own intervention with difficulty and then in the end I manage to get what I want. But just so you know, whatever is mine can never escape my grasp. I don't know the throne or my maiden."

"Do you realize what you're doing? You want to marry a werewolf? Until the world is destroyed, I will not allow it!" the king's emotions were truly inflamed. King Vlad almost stood up and slapped his son if Rachel, his queen, hadn't stopped him.

"I don't need anyone's permission," Erik said lightly.

"You... "

"It's time for Father to prove me wrong," Erik cut in.

"Bring the gifts to the king and queen."

Erik grins horribly as the three six vampires carry a black coffin in front of the king and queen.

"Now let's make sure it's either dad or me that's wrong with the contents of this chest." Erik raised one foot impudently on the surface of the black-painted box.

Two vampires removed the lid to reveal a face lying peacefully inside, arms crossed. A black suit clung to his body. It was clear that Erik still had a respectable side, as he treated the man's corpse quite well.

King Vlad was stunned when he realized who was in the coffin. His hands were clenched into fists and he was already standing upright with a very obvious posture, holding back his anger.

"José," muttered King Vlad.

"This is one of that bitch's sons with my father. Finally, the gift I had prepared reached her hands. In fact, she changed her pure soul into half Demontur."

"Erik Night! For his crime of killing one of the princes and his sister..."

"Your Majesty, I beg you," Queen Rachel is condescending, which actually hurts Erik and deepens his hatred for his father."Shut up or I'll increase the punishment," King Vlad's emotions began to spiral out of control until the smirk on his irises began to darken as he looked at Erik.

"His punishment is to be whipped with silver over a burning charcoal with both hands and feet bound in silver chains. The punishment will last two weeks."

"Take him to the dungeon!"

Erik was still frozen. His dark black eyes stared blankly at the figure of the father he hated. A cold and dead expression colored his perfectly sculpted face. Until the two bodyguards dragged him away, Erik showed the same expression. But as they approached the exit of the hall, Erik smiled crookedly.

"Wild."

***

Lalita's eyes softened as she looked at Erik. With her magic, Lalita extinguished the charcoal under Erik and healed the wounds on his body a little. Lalita even scratched her hand and held the fresh blood close to Erik's lips.

The sweet smell awakened Erik's senses. His eyes opened, showing a grin on their sharp ruby irises, then he immediately bit Lalita's hand and sucked her blood. The sweetest and tastiest blood that ever flowed down her throat made Erik unable to control his lust. I don't know how much blood Erik sucked before releasing his teeth while licking the remaining blood on his lips. Lalita fell to the ground and felt her body go limp from the loss of so much blood. Erik himself was surprised to find that it was Lalita who had given him his blood.

"You saw everything?" asked Erik in a soft voice, his red eyes still fixed on Lalita as she sat down.

"Not important," Lalita replied curtly as she tried to get up.

"Why did you give your blood?" a real question that Lalita could not answer.

"Answer me! Tell me what you see," Lalita looked away unconcerned with a flat expression."Yes, I saw everything. You, the Goddess, a gift. Even the Goddess asked you to let me go. What are you really? A cold-hearted monster? You're wrong. You're just a lonely vampire who needs affection," Lalita's words hit Erik hard.

"I don't know what your past was like. What needs to be corrected in you is trust. Learn to trust other people. You look so pitiful, Erik. You being punished like this must have something to do with your pathetic personality, you even involved me. Now enjoy the pain.

"If you want to be free, then change. Everyone was bad in the past, but they will be much better in the future. Maybe you can be like them. Lalita just took a step and fell again.

"Bad luck," he said.

"Are you okay?" asked Erik, trying to hold back his laughter in an almost mocking tone.

"I'm fine, actually it would be much better if I went back to my mate," for the second time Erik's heart was struck by a woman's sharp words.

"Miss!" cried Alin, who immediately ran to Lalita with a panicked face.

"Are you okay? Thankfully you're okay."

"What's the commotion up there?" asked Erik flatly.