Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate
Chapter 153: The Red Dress

Chapter 153: The Red Dress

His head dipped as he latched onto her pinkish nipple. His fangs protruded and he ferociously bit into it. Her blood hit his system, invigorating him.

"Nooo, let go.... Stop," Cassandra helplessly cried out, the pain making her body thrash.

Kanyon finally stopped and straightened up, keeping her in that position.

"You are so exquisite, I wish to drain you of every last drop but what would be the fun in that? Let’s get you dressed up. We are getting late."

Kanyon released her arms from his tangle of threads and straightened her up. Cassandra covered her breasts with her hands and tried not to break down from the humiliation he had caused her.

"One day you are going to regret laying your hands and mouth on me. I always show mercy but for you, I will have none," she warned in a calm voice. There were no tears in her eyes even when she was physically and emotionally bruised in the worst kind of way.

Kanyon only shook his head as if he had been thoroughly amused.

Proceeding to the table where Aiko had laid out the platter, he removed the silk cloth covering it. A red silk dress with thin straps and a long slit that reached the thighs lay on the tray. The women didn’t wear dresses like this one at that time. The noblewomen were supposed to be dressed modestly but Kanyon had this one prepared especially for Cassandra.

Kanyon picked it up on his pointer and brought it back to her.

"Let’s see if this fits." Freeing her legs, Kanyon put the dress on a shivering Cassandra. She knew she had to play along for now to survive.

He pulled it down and adjusted it around her curvy waist. It fitted like a second skin and accentuated her figure in a manner he had been dreaming about.

"Stunning and all mine." His nail traced her jawline and she cringed away from his touch. She had never been so abhorred by anyone’s touch before.

The slit ran all along her right leg so he would have easy access to her thigh. The cleavage ran deep and propelled her smooth breasts up so he could feast on them.

Disgust coiled inside Cassandra at being dressed like that and being gawked at by him as if she were a mere commodity being auctioned.

Kanyon then brought the mask he had custom-made for Cassandra and placed it around her face. It was a metallic mask, with rubies studded on it and a red ribbon on both sides for tying behind the head. The mask had a dip for the nose and two holes for eyes to be able to peep out and it ended just above the lips.

"Can’t have anyone finding out who you are, Butterfly." He always twisted his lips while calling her that, making her cringe but she kept standing her ground and didn’t give him any satisfaction by answering. He went behind her and tied the mask with the red ribbon.

Kanyon grabbed her chin and forcefully jerked her towards him.

"Listen! If you don’t want me to strip you naked in a room full of hungry and lecherous vampires and forcefully ruin your beautiful womanhood. You will do as I say, or I will give everyone a show they will never forget, and you will be damaged beyond your imagination. Got it?" His voice was a cold threat that injected itself into her bones like a catastrophic avalanche and jolted her very core. Fear dulled out every other emotion in her eyes and laid bare for him to see and feast on. He dwelled on this very emotion.

She nodded slowly.

"Good Butterfly, I will reward you if you will keep your mouth shut and stick by my side. Try anything stupid and suffer the consequences." Kanyon let go of her chin which had reddened from the force he had applied.

Cassandra tried to steady her heartbeat and swallow that fear which had her senses numbing from just the mere thought of what he had proposed. If she was to even survive this nightmare what were the odds Siroos would accept her back? That was her insecurity talking.

She was all broken and tainted now. Her dignity was snatched away and thrown to the wind by this fiendish vampire. She was sure he was a reincarnation of some demon from the Underworld.

Kanyon untied her braid, brought a brush and began to untangle her hair. They were a mess, like a bird’s nest sticking out of her head. He tried his best to tame them and spread them out on her shoulder.

Then Kanyon helped her to slip inside soft shoes made out of red silk and silk laces which he tied all around her legs while crouching in front of her. He entwined the silk laces around her soft flesh.

"All set." It baffled Kanyon how he had bowed in front of her, helping her with shoes. He was the crown prince of the greatest Vampire Kingdom. He bowed to no one and yet here he was doing just that.

Getting up he grabbed Cassandra’s hand and placed it on his bent arm. "Let’s go."

As soon as the door opened and they left the cosy room, a chilly gust of wind hit her full force. The place was unbearably cold and her teeth chattered as her exposed skin came in contact with the freezing weather. He hadn’t given her coat and Cassandra was sure she would freeze to death.

She ran her eyes towards the fence which lined the open veranda they had been passing through and was left stunned by the view.

Lush mossy mountains skewered the whited-out skyline, the clouds and mist hung low on them like cotton. They were amidst mountains and wherever he was keeping her, she was sure it was atop a mountain.

"Enjoying the view? So green and different from that barren place you live in." He whirled her around and positioned her against the metal fence. It poked into her back as he held her arms and tipped her over.

"Every bone in your body will break if I drop you from here. But it will be fun to watch you spiral down." Kanyon threatened but he didn’t like the words coming out of his mouth. He didn’t want to drop her, instead, he wanted to drape her warm body around his cold one.