Bride of the vampire
Chapter thirty two

This time Damien wasn't in control again. Abaddon has fully taken control over him. He stood up calling out his demonic sword.

At the speed of lightning, heads were rolling all over the ground. He was cutting off Their heads like tearing a paper off a page. The men had tried to run but it was too late. In a few minutes, all the men's heads were rolling all over the road including his own men. He had lost control and ended up killing his own people.

He roared as his fangs came out, his fingers were longer and there was a ... ... ... horn on his head?

He turned, walking towards crystal with his heart beating rapidly. His breathing was heavy. Every step he took, produced fire, burning the head and body of those he had killed. Blood was dripping off his cloth like water. He walked towards his beloved. Who was lying in a pool of her own blood. He took her in his arms as he stared at her with sadness because she got shot because of him. Anger because he could not protect her like he claimed he would. Guilt because Carlo was right, being with him means her death. And no one can survive for long around him and hatred for whoever did this.

He was supposed to protect her. Damien thought angrily. He could not even do one thing right.

He gently dropped her at the back seat of the car and drove straight to the hospital.

He arrived at the hospital and she was taken from him immediately, even though he was back to his human form, the nurses were still scared to be near him.

"Sir please, you need to calm down. She will get treatment immediately". A nurse said, shivering in fear.

Damien immediately grabs her by the neck.

"I want the best doctor to attend to her. If anything happens to her. I promise you all won't live to see another day". He threatened.

His phone rang, making him drop the nurse, who immediately gasped for air.

"Damien what the fuck happened?". Carlo yelled at the other end on the phone.

"They shot her, Carlo, they shot her". Damien almost cried.

" They fucking shot her. It's all my fault. I couldn't even heal her". He added.

"Oh my God". Carlo gasped.

"You were right. Being with me means her death".

"Dami...." Carlo wanted to say something but he was cut short.

"24 hours Carlo. I'm giving a 24 fucking hours to replace who ever did this. I want them six feet buried underground or else you will be gone too ". Damien yelled. "You fucking idiot, you were supposed to protect her. How the heck did she get shot under your watch? ".

"24 hours Carlo ". With that Damien hung up the phone.

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Damien sat down quietly on the bench. Waiting for the doctor to get the fuck out of the ward. He wondered why they were taking so long to get her treated.

It's been five hours. If anything goes wrong he would not spare any of them.

He was sure in the next twenty-four hours whoever did this will be six feet under the ground.

If only Max was here. He instantly regrets thinking about Max. That bastard had betrayed him. If only he had come to him and apologised, he would have still forgiven him but he did not. Damien ran his hands through his hair. He was slowly getting frustrated. He hated hospital and the smell of it.

It's been five hours and the doctor is still inside there.

Few minutes later. A doctor came out of the ward to announce she was safe now.

Damien shot him a deadly stare, making the doctor move back in fear.

"How's she?". He asked.

"She is fine now and out of danger. She's currently resting". The doctor said,

"Can I see her?"..

"You can't.... Oh my goodness please go see her. Yes you can see her". The doctor rambled fearly. "Good".

He slowly made his way towards the ward, pushing the door open gently, not wanting to wake her up.

"Mi amore how are you?". He mutters, kissing her hand.

"I have never been so scared in my life". He whispered

Nor has he ever been grateful but the fact Crystal was alright made him grateful.

She was slowly becoming his weakness. Crystal had bought out that side of him, he thought had never existed. She had managed to make his heart beat.

He ended up staying awake all night, watching over her.

[ MAX POV ]

*****

I woke up in Aiden's arms. To be honest sleeping in his arms felt... ... . Different?

I have never slept so soundly before.

He looks so much like a baby when he's asleep. I brush his front hair to the side.

I have never seen a guy so beautiful in my entire life.

"You are awake". He said,

"Mmm". I replied, looking away.

"It's 3am in the morning. Why are you up so early?".

"I have been sleeping since yesterday evening. That's quite long". I responded.

"Mmm". He hummed, cuddling me closer again.

"Aiden ". I called.

"Yes love". He winked

"Don't you have a mate?". I asked.

I was hoping he would say he doesn't need one as long as he has me because...

Because?? Why am I thinking about this?

Werewolfs are bound to have female mates. But why does it hurt me? The thought of him leaving me for his mate.

"I do". He said and I felt a needle pierced into my heart.

I pulled away from his arm.

"Then why are you with me?". I asked angrily.

"Am I just a play thing for you to use while you keep your mate safe? ".

"Max, why are you getting upset? ". He blinked innocently.

"I thought you don't like me or want to have anything to do with me. Why does it affect you if I have a mate or not? Ain't we just sex buddies?". He said. I felt my whole world crumbling down at that moment.

Sex buddies????

"

S.. s. ex buddies? ". I repeated, stuttering.