BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 379: Miscalculations

Chapter 379: Miscalculations

DACE

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’I’m pregnant!’

That very word kept eating me up from the inside out... this was a miscalculation, who knew the Countess was pregnant, I didn’t think of that at all and now not only did I have her I also have Luther’s heir, I should burn in ecstasy knowing I have taken two most important things from him.

But like I said earlier... I’m ticked off!

Because she’s pregnant? Or because it’s a miscalculation? I don’t know which, I’m just internally pissed for no reason and I have no idea why.

"Alex"

I still played our meeting in the office, especially when I got to her door angry that she wasted my time, I would have just sent one of my men to drag her out but instead, I came myself, which was a mistake, because the moment the door was open my breath was taken away.

"Alex"

She’s breathtaking.

And it’s not wrong to admire beautiful things... but in her case, she’s a shell of one of my mortal enemies, a vampire, bloodsucker, and a cold being who is the very Countess of the vampire society, I cannot be bewitched.

"Alexander!"

"What?!" I snapped my eyes to Isabella and she sighed ignoring my pissed mood.

"Your order" she mentioned and I darted my eyes to the waiter waiting for my order.

"Anything that tastes good... made of meat" I dismissed him without bothering to look at the menu.

I adjusted to my seat getting comfortable, I must have thought too far and got lost in my head.

"What are you thinking?"

"Many things... that happens a lot when you’re Alpha"

She nods. "Leave the thinking out of the door Alex, it’s our date and I want everything even your thoughts"

"You get the body not anything else"

She smiled. "And your heart?"

"If there’s one"

She sighed again leaning on her seat and folding her arms across her chest. Her outfit was really revealing tonight like a beacon and she knew it. She’s always trying to entice me and sometimes I wonder how far she can get with that game of hers. I’m a man of sexual desires and I know what I want. Isabella’s case is different, she’s my childhood friend so I guess that sexual desire is a bit... off.

"You have really changed over the years Alex, you were always a sweet and caring boy, what happened?"

"I grew up," I said, reaching for the glass of wine on the table.

"You know what I mean Alex.... Ever since your DNA was tampered with by your father, ever since you began your authority over the Rogues"

The night of my final Metamorphosis into a Rogue Alpha is something I don’t want to be reminded about, it was one of my darkest moments, one I can’t remember until I was back home that night five years ago. All I knew was my hunger for blood was beyond reckoning and rage followed.

I think I ate something because I was bathed in blood when I returned home. The medical unit of my household said that it must have been the abrupt final transition that caused me to lose my memory of what happened that night. I knew clearly I went after the Rogues because they were a danger to the town and I fought for authority and the rest is just a blank void.

"We’re here for our date," I said, bringing the glass to my lips. "Focus on that"

"What do you intend to do with the Countess?" she bluntly asked.

I took a drink and dropped the drink back on the table before lazily bringing my gaze back to hers.

"We need information and she’s the only source, rather than wait for the Count, why not go to him? She’s the key"

"She’s pregnant" A bile built up within me and I suddenly had the urge to vomit as if the mere word disgusted me.

What the fuck is wrong with me? Isn’t it normal for a woman to be pregnant? Why am I acting like a fucking fool?

"Pregnant?" she muses.

"Yes and I can’t touch her"

I’m a cruel man but not that cruel, I might not be able to touch her physically but that doesn’t mean I can’t torture her mentally to get what I want.

Our meal was brought to the table and mine set in front of me.

"I never pictured compassion from you, Alex"

"I can’t touch her physically" I clarified... I didn’t want her to think I was getting soft because I’m not.

Her smile brightened making her eyes sparkle, she placed her hand on mine on the table. "I can help"

"My business," I reminded.

"We will see"

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The drive back to the mansion didn’t take too much, I think I had too much wine, even though I was a victim of alcohol. Isabelle kept talking on the way but I wasn’t paying attention, my mind was fuzzy and I needed more drink to ease this storm or better a smoke.

"Alex"

"I gave you your night didn’t I?" I said and she rushed to my side gripping my arm.

"Yes you did and that is sweet of you... but you know what’s more important"

I knew what she meant.

She opened her mouth to speak what I knew she had in mind but paused when something caught her attention. I followed...

The Countess was seated on the balcony close to the glass, her legs crossed and her eyes on nature, or so I thought... because her focus was lost on that and now on us.

A smirk spread her lips but it didn’t reach her eyes almost like she was mocking before facing her view back.

"Is she allowed to be out of her room?"

"She’s a guest Isabella, not a prisoner"

She huffed at my words.

"We will have that talk some other time" I add waving my arm away from her hold and walking upstairs, I need a drink.

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