Killian.
I parked my car away from the Bathory building. But not too far. I was waiting for them to come out.
I could still hear them even from here. And I would not deny it, I felt a little hurt when Yzabelle said her father was the most important person to her. That means, if she would have to choose whom she would come along… if it was between me and her father, she would choose her father.
It’s because of the single mistake that my future self made. I could not blame my future self though. He had no idea what was going on with his past self who went in his timeline.
Actually, I could not understand what was going on. Things weren’t working the way I planned. And it was too late to stick with my original plan. I had fallen deeply in love with my mate. I desired her more than I desired to win all the battles I joined. I desired all of her. I wanted all of her.
If it was Corbin whom I should compete with, there’s no doubt I would never give up. But it was her father. It was a different thing.
I knew how much she yearned for the complete family. She already lost her Mom and was always feeling empty because her Dad put a wall between them. I couldn’t take her away from the only family she had.
And the mission. I was torn between the mission and the feelings I had for her.
I knew if I did not kill her now, she would kill me in the future.
But I couldn’t afford to kill the one I deeply love. I’d rather get killed than kill her.
I didn’t know how could it be possible when I heard it with my own ears. She was trying to protect me against her father’s wrath. How in the world, a sweet, loving girl would be able to kill me? Even after my future self tried to kill her, she still tried to protect me. I knew she believed it was me who swayed the sword on her. But she still believed I had reasons for doing that.
There was no enough reason to redeem that kind of act.
Could it be, Draco was right? Yzabelle loved me too.
And whether it was true or not, I would hold on to that.
I saw Yzabelle and Draco go to the latter’s car. They seemed to be going somewhere.
I decided to tail them. I needed to know what was going on.
Are they going to meet their ancestors? But I thought Draco decided not to tell Yzabelle. He believed his ancestors wouldn’t like it.
I actually agreed with that decision. I believed he was right. It’s better to leave things like that. It’s better that Yzabelle knew nothing about herself at all—at least about the vampire ancestors. It would be dangerous for her.
But I also knew Yzabelle would not stop until she found her answers. She had started to dig, there was nothing that could stop her now
And all I could do was to be on the lookout, I needed to secure her safety.
***
Yzabelle.
It was very rare for Dad to drive his car on his own. And today was one of the rarest times. We left the city by eleven in the morning and now it was already dark when we came into his hometown.
I wasn’t even sure if this was really a hometown. It looked more like a ghost town. We’ve been driving for like several hours since the last place we saw people.
Well, what should I expect? Draco was a vampire. His ancestors were supposed to be living in a secluded place.
After a long discussion and arguments, Dad agreed to meet with his ancestors. I told him it was my right to know which family we belonged to.
He was skeptical until now. But he still chose to give in.
Our car went uphill, but it stopped when we came to a steeper area.
We got out of the car and I didn't know why. I wasn't sure if it was to search the place or rest for a while.
“Is this the place? I can’t see any house here,” I asked as I looked around.
It was very dark, I almost couldn’t see anything from here. If not for the wind and the movement of the leaves, I would not know what surrounds us.
But after a few seconds, my eyes seemed to adjust. Slowly, I could see the place clearly.
I didn't know how it happened but it just happened.
“No, sweetheart. It was there, uphill,” he calmly answered. “The car couldn’t make it up there, so we need to go there by ourselves.”
I looked up at the steep hill.
“Can we make it before dawn?”
We’d traveled this far. If Dad thought this one would make me back down, he should think again.
“Of course. Actually, we can do it in a second,” he said.
I turned to him, confused. But he just put his arm around my shoulder. I felt the cold breeze, it was so chilling that I could only close my eyes. And when the temperature suddenly went to today's weather, I opened my eyes again. Only to find out that we are facing a big castle—spooky, dark and… wait.
A big castle up the mountain hill?
And it didn’t look like any castle I’d known. It looked dark and eerie. I could feel the chills down my spine right after looking at the haunted gate.
I was certain no one would have the courage to enter this gate late this evening. Or it would be suicide.
“Ready?” he whispered to me.
I looked at him again.
“How did you do that? I mean, don’t tell me we have teleportation abilities as well?” I asked him instead of answering his question.
“Our ancestors could do more than that. I only got one-third of their blood since I was a hybrid third-generation vampire.”
Oh. My. God.
If he was a hybrid then he must be stronger than them. And since he was a hybrid, he must be very important to them. How did he manage to hide from them all this time?
“No, sweetheart, you got it wrong. Hybrids can be two different creatures.”
What?!