Her Soul and His Blood

Chapter 29: 29. Where Is My Red Stone

Missing Red stone

The left side of his faint red lip tugged upwards creating a sinister smirk on his god like face, he

remained her of Lance. Casting a spell of lust to eyes that dare look his way, a lust to resist.

He looked at her extreme anger but her eyes made him calm, he kind of had an attraction towards her.

Controlling every inch of his urge and a masking an anger on his face he asked,

" Let me know your last wish ?" He asked.

"My last wish is be with you holding your hand." Zella said with a soft voice.

His laugh echoed when he heard this from her.The smirk grew over his face like a lazy teacher's check

mark, the faded "red ink" stretching up into his dimple.

"You wanted to be with me, then be with me."

He walked towards her, held her and make her to stand on her feet.Her gaze slid to the side. He pulled

her against his chest. His nose tickled her ear. She let out a tiny gasp and squirmed uncomfortably.

She didn't like being so intimately handled. She felt his lips softly graze her slender neck. Her face

heated. She summoned enough courage to meet his gaze. His hazel eyes twinkled, it change to bloody

red but not with rage or fury but with something else which is very difficult to explain.

' He knows! He's trying to make me feel like this.'

She pushed him slightly away and held his hand.

££££££££

They both entered to a different world. They both saw everything as if they are watching a movie. His

mother's murder by Mr. Peterson, his father being betrayed by his foster father. How he was

manipulated. He saw everything what he never wish to see.

££££££

They entered the present, Hance pushed her away , tears shed through his eyes.

********

Back there in Mr. Peterson's house

Hance is severely injured, lying on the bed unconscious for hours. Merlin sat beside him trying to cure

him and heal his injuries.

He opens his eyes, moves his lip, the depth of his injury reduced.It was like a vexing of the soul for

what he felt was not human, it was twisted and distorted but it was something strong. It burned so bad

like fire lacing his veins and creeping up his spine, all he could feel was desire; desire to hate. He was

intoxicated with emotion he had no intention of ever feeling, the acidity of it was residing in his stomach

waiting to be spat out of his mouth in foul and vulgar words he would be stared at for saying, except he

wasn't going to say them, he was going to screech them with every ounce of breath that dwelled in his

lungs.

"Where is Zella, how long am I unconscious ?" His said in a shivering tone.

"Lance, she" Merlin's voice was interrupted by cracking sound of the door.

" She will be fine my son, I and my friends are going in search of Zad and Zella." Mr. Peterson said in a

comforting voice.

Lance shook his head, get up from the bed and goes out with his car searching for his beloved one.

Mr. Peterson calls Mr. Benjamin and ask him to kill Zad. After an hour her gets a call that Zad goes

missing. With frustrations he throws the phone to the ground and scream out loud.Hate and enmity

welled up in his heart, fury itself burning him up.

He meets mr.benjamin and change their master plan.He watch the bonfire as if it can burn up his inner

rage, as if his frustrations and anger are the fuel turns into black confetti. He feel the heat dry his skin,

scorching, ordering a few steps backward, but he don't. He watch, eyes full open, posture square to the

flames.

He calls Lance and ask him to come to meet him. When he meets Lance, he introduces mr. Benjamin,

Lance watch him with fury.

" Lance, I always watched over Hance, but he never obeyed me. Now look at this video." Mr. Benjamin

shows Lance the video of Hance pinning Zella to the wall, they being close and in intimate position.

His rage held all the power of a wildfire, you could practically see the flames roaring in his eyes, ready

to ignite anything that he came in contact with.

"She cheated me, she don't have any injury, she is with him. I won't leave them both, they both deserve

a bad death. You have to witness that." His eyes turned ocean blue with fury, he closed his fist and

banged on the glass. Blood was flowing through his hands. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

" I will ask Hance to come to dark forest with his newly found love." Mr. Benjamin said sarcastically.

Lance nodded and they all headed towards the dark forest with his servants. Lance get down of the

car, see's Hance holding Zella's hand.

Even before they could speak he throws Hance to the ground. He puts his fangs out and look into

Zella's eyes with fury.

" Hance is innocent Lance." Zella tells in a low voice.

Lance's laugh echoes in the forest, Mr. Peterson and Mr. Benjamin smiles to each other enjoying the

moment staying far behind. They were happy that their plan was working.

"You are a deciever. You faked your love to be with him." He said in a harsh tone.

" No, Lance." She was broken now, shattered really, robbed early of the tape and glue necessary to put

her soul back together. Her heart, poorly stapled shut, was beating hard but without purpose, her skin

stretched across her aching muscles like a worn canvas. Her mind was like a lost man at sea,

desperate and starving for some reason to live.

He capture her tight and flew away with her into the middle of the dark forest. Hance could not act

immediately he followed them from behind.

"Now look, Zella will be dead anyway, one among the prince will also die and at last the Red stone will

be ours with the full power." Mr. Peterson knuckles his fingers after saying each words.

He, his friend and all the other vampires go behind three of them.