Vampire King’s Little Killer

Son: is a male offspring; a boy or a man in relation to his parents.

Tessa

My heart was beating so fast as the surge of adrenaline ran throughout my body. The first shot and the second one were only seconds apart and I bit my lip when I felt the sudden jolt of thrill coursing through my veins. I know Nero could sense my excitement, but I couldn’t stop myself from stealing a glance at him and smiling happily before pushing my finger on the trigger again and watching as another man fell to the ground with a heavy thud.

I didn’t know why I needed to avenge the injured guy in the cage but the urge was there. It was weird. It was my half-brother’s words that made me chase after these damn Russians. But when I saw the guy that couldn’t take the hit from the bigger guy in the cage, it made me want to blow more of these thugs’ brains out.

As much as I was confused about my sudden empathy for the dying guy, I just knew that I needed to do it. I needed to quench my rage, and by killing those ruthless motherfuckers I will once again find my inner peace. I will worry about the consequences later.

Nero was looking at me funny when I told him to bring the guy back and save him. But he did it anyway. And when we finally arrived at the den, the guy was brought to one of the smaller rooms on the second floor. The night was still young, so I stayed by Nero’s side wanting to see how the guy was doing.

“Why don’t you get back to our room while I handle this,” Nero uttered, already rushing me away from the dying guy who was lying on the bed.

“He’s not going to make it is he?” I huffed. The sudden feeling of disappointment made me angry at myself.

“Do you want him to live?”

“Of course! I said so before!” I crossed my arms on my chest and stared at daddy king with anger blazing under my skin. Fuck, where is this rage coming from?

I stepped back, trying not to shock myself from the confusing emotions that have been rumbling in me since I heard my half-brother talking about his life.

“My little killer, I will make sure that he’ll live. But you should go back to our room.”

“I should, but I really don’t want to. What is happening to me? Why am I having these feelings? I don’t think I like it.” I told him and started scratching my skin. It was weird and it was making me feel itchy all over.

“My king, you need to do it now if we want him to live.” Marius interrupted us, but my focus was back on the dying man who looked pale though tattoos were covering most of his skin.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

“Save him,” I told my Nero sternly and backed away to let him do it. I didn’t know how he was going to do it. Maybe he was a doctor in his previous life, or maybe he’s also a witch with great healing powers. I didn’t really care.

But what I did not expect was for him to bite into the guy’s neck and started drinking him.

“What the fuck? Nero! You’re supposed to heal him, not drink him!”

Shit! Was he hungry? I mean… I didn’t know if he had fed or not.

I was about to reach for him when Marius stepped in front of me. Without touching me, his gestures were clearly showing that I should not interrupt Nero.

“The king is going to revive him. He will be sired. Congratulation.” Marius’s smirk made me worry. I was going to tell him to back off. But then what I saw rendered me speechless.

Nero bit his wrist and let his blood drip into the man’s mouth. Then, the man’s eyes shot open and he grabbed Nero’s hand and drank him hungrily. “There you go, feed slowly my child.” My King cooed and kissed the top of the guy’s head as if he was caring for the man with deep fatherly care.

What the hell?

“Wh-what, what is going on?”

“Tessa, go with Marius, I’ll be with you in an hour,” Nero told Marius to get me back to his room and I was still confused that I let one of his most trusted guards lead me away from them.

“He’s making him into one of you isn’t he?” I asked when I finally found my voice and my mind worked accordingly after piecing everything together.

“Yes, Vesper will have a younger brother. Congratulation, you have chosen your son and bonded with our King.”

“Oh God, what the fuck did I get myself into?” I mumbled quietly, though I should’ve known that with his vampire hearing, Marius certainly heard me.

The guard chuckled behind me seconds before the door closes, leaving me all shocked and alone in the confinement of Nero’s living quarters. It was ridiculous when Nero implied the massive room as his bedroom. But as my mind was ready to bleed with various thoughts, I was glad that his master bedroom was spacious enough that I could pace around until daddy king finally joined me. Ugh… he’s a daddy alright. Wait, has it been an hour already?

“When I said that I want him to live, I was not expecting that.” I blurted out the moment Nero was in front of me. I grabbed his wrists and looked at the flawless skin, free from any open wounds or bite marks.

“You didn’t. But there’s no way he’d live without me turning him. You wanted him to live and there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. You should know this by now.” He cupped my face and leaned to give me the sweetest kiss. “Now, enough about Marshall, that’s his name, by the way, our newest sired children.”

“Um… ours?” I panicked. He was taking things between us to a whole other level and I wasn’t sure that I was ready for a grown adult vampire male to be my son.

Shit. Shit. Frickity shit.

He must’ve seen my panicked expression. But instead of being sweet and trying to calm me down the vampire king laughed. “Your face is too precious, little killer. Don’t worry, you’re not in this alone I’ll get Vesper to help his little brother out. You, my future queen, will have nothing to worry about him.”

“But he’s ours?” I asked again, wanting to make sure that my mind was not playing tricks on me.

“Yes, he’s practically ours since you wanted him and I turned him into a vampire.”

“But… but, I’m not a vampire. I… I don’t think I want to be one,” my voice was losing its confidence and I let myself lean towards Nero and let him hold me in his cold embrace.

“You don’t want to be my Queen and spend our immortal life together?” He pulled back a bit, watching me intensely. Though his face showed nothing, the vampire king sounded hurt and disappointed.

I put my hands on his chest and kissed his jaw while my mind was still buzzing with his question. Do I want him? Yes. Do I want to be his forever and do all the nasty, gory, romantic stuff together? Hell yes. Do I want him to turn me into a vampire? Um…

Nero is perfect for me. He’s tall, handsome, and dangerous. He lets me be myself and he gave me expensive shiny guns as presents. Just yesterday, Nero gave me a new set of knives in a beautiful antique wooden case. Okay maybe… maybe he might persuade me to be one of them. I mean what do I have to lose, right?

“Tessa?” Nero called me out of my thoughts and I gave him my sweetest smile.

“Okay, I think I might be overthinking this. But I need more time. I love you, at least I think I do. I’ve never been in love before you. You’re my person that’s the one thing I’m sure of at this moment. And with my half-brother and now our… um… son, I don’t want to rush into things. I mean you have all the time in the world, right? And with immortality, I could kiss my wrinkles goodbye and spend more time with you. I see more pros than cons at the moment, so… yeah, give me time?”

Nero’s face showed deep relief when he says that I was right, he has all the time in the world.

“I will wait for you, my little killer. You know I will.” He pressed his lips to mine and I deepened our kiss wanting to feel more of him.