My Cursed Mate

Kazandra’s sat up and looked at the direction of the door with wide eyes. Ingrid was really there. She was leaning on the door’s frame with a smirk on her face. She was a black midi dress with her hair in a bun and a light make up on her face. Even with all those, her red lips still stood up so as her now red eyes.

“How long have you been there?” Kazandra exclaimed.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

“Ever since you were crying. I don’t want to interrupt the moment, so I decided to wait.” She gave her friend a wink followed by a whistle. “It’s really my first time seeing you all cuddly and soft. This isn’t like you at all.”

Her comment made Kazandra’s cheeks red. She couldn’t believe that her friend saw all of that. Vega sat up from lying down and just gave Ingrid a nod of acknowledgement.

Kazandra then realized something. “Were you aware that she was there?” She snapped back at the man.

Vega nodded. “I also don’t want to ruin the moment so I did not mention her being there.”

Kazandra could only sigh before she got up and left the room without looking back at the both of them. Ingrid gave Vega a wink before she too left and went down to the living area on the second floor. The first floor of the house was still a mess and was still being sorted out by Anathos and Evos.

She sat down with a book in her hand that she picked from the glass case where Kazandra kept her book collection. After a while, Vega came and sat on the single couch adjacent to where Ingrid was sitting. He filled his glass with the tea that was prepared for them and took a sip.

“I’ve never met Regulus before and I’m glad that I met the present you. That way I can easily hunt you down if you ever try to run away from Kazandra.” Ingrid spoke without looking away from the book that she was reading.

“Things might be uncertain right now but I’m not the kind of person who will run away without a heads-up.” Vega stared at the woman’s profile as he sipped his tea. “Whether Kazandra is still my mate or not, I will make it clear to her.”

Ingrid did not answer. She knew that that was already the compromise he could make. With the curse and the threat looming around them, they can’t be careless. The rustling of the pages filled the room until she broke it again.

“Kazandra has been through so much. The devastation of losing one’s mate and the loss of her pack’s trust and respect weakened her and the enemy managed to defeat and wipe out Crimson. I did my best to save her but it was futile. I thought she really died and to my surprise a young woman came knocking on my door bearing resemblance to her. It was already a torture for her to live like a vampire but to retain all the memories from her past was even worse.” Ingrid closed the book and stared at it without moving.

This silence persisted until Kazandra came. Her gaze jumped from Ingrid to Vega before she took a seat on the empty space beside Ingrid.

“I’m happy to see you again, Ingrid.” Kazandra linked her arm unto hers and flashed her a smile.

“I’ve sorted out what I need to sort out in Xefton and then I received news that you were attacked. Do you think I would still take my time after what I heard.” Ingrid faced the woman with a frown. “If not for that little bat, I wouldn’t even know that Grim is already on the move.”

Kazandra rubbed the woman’s arm and sweetened her voice. “I’m sorry. I just don’t want you to worry. You are already busy with Matrix and the affairs of your Coven.”

“Hey!” Ingrid slapped the woman’s hand, “I know I’m busy but I’m never busy when it comes to you. My Coven can sort out their thing on their own and Matrix has excellent managers. I can always leave if there is an emergency.”

“I’m sorry,” she apologized again. She rubbed the hand that her friend slapped and gave her another smile which only made the vampire sigh.

“So,” Ingrid shifted her gaze to the silent man, “what do you plan to do now?”

Vega placed back the cup of tea on the table. “I’ll be hunting down Grim. This is also a good way to show them that we won’t remain passive.”

“Are you after the whole organization too?” Ingrid narrowed her eyes.

Vega nodded. “These past ten years, my brother and I have been looking for leads that we can use to track the ORDER but they’ve remained silent. This is our chance to pin and destroy them.”

“Then I will lend a hand. Honestly, I’m already sick of them interfering with our affairs. They act like they own the supernatural realm.” Ingrid was looking for a chance to make her move too and now that she found a suitable partner for that, she won’t hold back.

“I’ll inform my brother.” A vampire willing to help them would be an asset. They might be small in number but their abilities could be labeled as excellent.

“Oh, by the way, I haven’t asked yet, but what pack do you belong to?” The vampire suddenly asked.

Kazandra also realized that she didn’t know what pack Vega belonged to even though she already knew that he was a werewolf. She could also tell that he was an alpha because of his golden eyes. It’s just a bit of a disappointment that she hadn’t seen his wolf form. She was sure that his wolf would be beautiful.

“Cerulean.” The room fell silent at the mention of his pack. He looked at the two of them with raised brows.

It was as if fate was playing a prank on them. In the present time, Cerulean was the strongest and most influential pack. How did they know? They already investigated all the packs that were existing just for reference if they encountered any of them. For him to belong to the strongest pack was a bit of a surprise.

“Are you the Alpha of Cerulean?” Kazandra asked with caution.

Vega was silent and watched their faces for any reaction before he decided to answer. “I am…” he paused for a bit and saw their faces stiffened, “not, my brother is the current Alpha of Cerulean, Alpha Megrez Ishmael.”

A sigh of relief washed over the both of them. For a second there, they really thought that he was the Alpha of Cerulean. It was actually good news that he was not the Alpha.

“I’m not the Alpha but I do have alpha blood running through my veins,” he added.