NIGHTS OF HALLOW
Chapter 134: Betrayal

Chapter 134: Betrayal

"Y—You!" Perdita gasped in horror. What was this man doing here? How was he able to transform into Sthena? And he had deceived her into thinking he was Sthena. Perdita thought in horror as she stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her.

"D... Daemon?" She skeptically called trying to make sure her eyes were not deceiving her. "What are you doing here? And where and what happened to my brother?" Perdita questioned, still trying to understand what was happening.

She couldn’t believe that Daemon would pose as Sthena and have done all those things to her! How could he?! And he even drank her blood!

The mere thought of all this made Perdita begin to boil in anger. This man had made a fool of her. She could understand that his intention for helping to cure her brother was not a good one. What she couldn’t understand was why he would go to such a length to do that with her while posing as Sthena.

Did Sthena send him to do this? Or most importantly, did Sthena know that Daemon was doing this? What was all this?! Perdita screamed inside her mind.

Daemon stared at Perdita and shook his head. He said, "Are you surprised or are you scared?" He drawled with a wicked smile on his face.

He continued with a chuckle, "I bet you are scared and surprised at the same time."

"What do you think you are doing?!" Perdita demanded in fury. "Does Sthena know what you are doing?"

"He doesn’t," Daemon honestly replied making Perdita blink. Before she could open her mouth to ask another question, Daemon caught on to what she wanted to say. He remarked, "You must be wondering why I am doing this, don’t you?"

"Well, you can say it is because of my selfish reasons. Everybody has his or her own selfish reasons for doing what they do." As he spoke, he walked around and leisurely sat on the bed with his legs crossed over the other. He turned his head to look at Perdita who stood transfixed on the spot she stood with a flabbergasted look on her face.

Daemon smiled. A smile that looked nothing but evil in Perdita’s eyes. "You can judge me if you want, but then you cares? Hm?" He tilted his head this time and let out a low chortle.

"You can’t tell me that you don’t know your loving King is protecting you and your brother for his own selfish reasons. You know." Daemon pointed out the obvious thing he had observed.

"Where is my brother? And where is Sthena?!" Perdita demanded in anger, promptly interrupting Daemon from speaking more of his rubbish.

"Sthena," Daemon repeated the name ever slowly as if checking how it sounded on his lips. "You two are this close for you to call him by his name? Ah," Daemon tapped his jaw as if he suddenly remembered something.

He said, "He must have asked you to call him by his name to deceive you into thinking that he holds you close to his heart." Daemon let out another chuckle. "I wonder how many women he had told this to. You are not the first and probably will not be the last. Once your worth is gone, he will discard you like dirt. Phew! Just like that."

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Perdita suddenly screamed. Her green eyes flared in anger that if it were possible, it would have consumed the man on the bed.

"You think because you are selfish makes others selfish too? You betrayed a friend. You betrayed your king. Do you know what will happen to you once I inform the King about what you did? He wouldn’t take a second before he beheads you."

"Behead me?" Daemon laughed like he just heard a funny joke. "What if I tell you that this was all part of the plan? For me to act as him and deceive you?"

This question made Perdita halt as she thought about Daemon’s question. Was this part of their plan? She asked herself.

"I must admit you tasted so sweet and delicious. And your blood, so thick and warm, like I couldn’t get enough of you. It’s such a waste that Sthena didn’t get to taste you before he will discard you."

"You are lying!" Perdita shook her head in denial. "You are lying and you are doing this for your selfish reasons. Stop putting it on another person. I can’t believe you could betray Sthena. Why? What was the reason? Did you team up with those witches?"

"Why would I team up with the witches?" Daemon questioned back. "Oh, Perdita. Don’t tell me you are not smart. Do you think I could have been able to transform into Sthena without him? It needs two people to do the transformation and you still think I am doing this alone. Oh, please."

"Then what about your green eyes?" Perdita questioned back.

"It’s just for fancy and to see how it feels like to have green eyes like you." He smiled.

Perdita closed her eyes feeling her head spin. How could this happen? When did things turn out this way? What she feared the most has started and now, her brother was in God knows where. How did they become trapped in the lies of these vampires and the castle? If she had known, she would have taken Lady Rosamonda’s advice of leaving the castle when she had the chance.

No! She must do something. Perdita thought and snapped her eyes open, revealing a vicious cold green eye. She turned her gaze towards Daemon who sat on the bed with a smile on his face.

"Where the hell is my brother, Daemon?!" Perdita demanded, this time determined to take things into her hands. It was either she escaped with her brother or she died in her brother’s stead. She wouldn’t allow Marco to die.

Daemon’s lips curved into a smile as he watched Perdita display her act of bravery. "Oh, dear Perdita. Do not waste your time and effort. It won’t take you anywhere. You just need to comply and everything will be done before you will be discarded either dead or broken."

This infuriated the already angry Perdita. She matched forward and stood before Daemon. Without warning, she slapped him hard across the face. She didn’t allow him to recover from the shock and gave a punch on his jaw this time making the man’s face turn to the side.

"How dare you?!" Perdita fumed. "How dare you talk about me and my brother in such a manner as if we are trash to be used and disposed of?!"

"Oh," Daemon nodded and stood up while rubbing his jaw "We are now playing hard to get right?" He questioned as his eyes darkened. "I must say I love this type too. The only problem now is who would be the winner? Hm?" He flashed her a smile that exposed his elongated sharp fangs.

The next second, Daemon grabbed Perdita by her arm and pushed her to the bed. She bounced on the bed and hurried to stand but before she could fully get away, Daemon had already gotten into the bed and pulled her towards him by dragging one of her legs making her dress roll up her thighs and in the process exposing her legs and inner dress.

"Did you think you can run?" Daemon asked. The mockery in his voice did not go unnoticed by Perdita as she struggled to free herself from Daemon’s stronghold.

"Now let me taste more of you," Daemon whispered as he ripped the dress off Perdita with his hand and his leg placed in between her legs to keep her in place.