Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate
Chapter 154: She Is Off-limits

Chapter 154: She Is Off-limits

(NSFW Content Ahead)

"Do it, why don’t you feed on your depraved fantasies once and for all?" Cassandra challenged, her hands gripping the fence, her knuckles bleaching off every colour.

She knew that he wouldn’t end her life just like that. He thrived on fear and he would continue to torment her until he would have his fill.

"Ah! I haven’t even scratched the surface with the fantasies I have for you. One at a time." Kanyon pulled her back with an evil glint in his eyes, making her exhale in relief. Her hands went to her bare arms, as she rubbed the skin coated with goosebumps.

His hand with that blue-stone ring moved and a portal began to form, the very similar one he had created when he abducted her. Grabbing her arm, Kanyon pulled her inside the swirling fiery ring and both of them disappeared from the place.

Cassandra’s feet seemed to have been lifted in the air as the air rushed past her distorted reality. His firm grip remained on her arm though. They landed on solid ground and Cassandra breathed out while straightening up.

The portal closed behind them.

She studied her surroundings and found themselves inside another room with flickering red lights coming from orbs that hung from the ceiling. A hint of magic seemed to be in the air. Mages and Vampires loved to mingle and collaborate; both desired the feeling of control and power, so it was very likely a place where they came together.

Thankfully, the room was warm. It was not warm enough since Vampires didn’t care for the warm weather; they preferred cold and dark, but it wasn’t freezing like outside.

A comfy loveseat had been placed in the centre of the room while one and two-seaters were strewn all around.

Kanyon settled Cassandra on the loveseat and stood behind her. The door opened, and the room began to slowly fill with vampires of high ranks as they walked inside with their blood slaves, some with their sex slaves.

"Prince Kanyon, I appreciate you inviting us." A vampire with his dark hair tied back into a ponytail and a savage look in his crimson eyes sauntered ahead and bowed to Kanyon.

"Pladius, it had been a while." Kanyon acknowledged him with a terse nod as the man’s salacious eyes wavered to Cassandra and stayed.

Pladius wanted to ask who the lady was but he didn’t dare ask the prince. He was known to have a mind of his own and didn’t cater to other people’s questions if he didn’t feel like it.

Kanyon’s hands strayed into Cassandra’s hair; slowly, his fingers raked through them as more people entered the room.

The curiosity had their eyebrows wiggling and disappearing in their hair. Prince Kanyon didn’t hold women the way he was holding the lady in the mask.

He rarely attended the lavish parties in the cabarets, but today, he had invited everyone to attend the one he was throwing.

This particular cabaret was owned by him.

"The Red House."

His friends were perplexed at what show he was about to give them. The woman he held seemed exquisite, with bronzed skin and a unique fragrance to her blood.

They couldn’t help but greedily inhale as her scent hung in the air. Her rapidly beating heart added slight fear to her scent which spiked their hunger. Although they had their humans and other species to feed from, their hungry eyes were on Cassandra.

Their fangs protruded as their wet tongues licked them and their lower lips.

Seeing them all focused on Cassandra, Kanyon spoke up.

"The lady is off-limits. She is here to watch how vampires mingle. Let’s give her a show." Kanyon announced, his hand resting on Cassandra’s bare shoulder and gripping it.

She cringed inside but kept a straight face, the implications of even letting out an unpleasant sound could be catastrophic for her.

"Will we get an introduction?" One of the vampires in purple attire asked. The scantily dressed female accompanying him was already on his lap offering him her collared neck while she rubbed herself on his hardness.

"In time," Kanyon cryptically answered.

Cassandra couldn’t figure out what species the female was, her skin shimmered in different colours.

"A werechameleon. They are a rarity and produce blood real fast," Kanyon offered, seeing Cassandra’s eyes glued on the female with shifting skin tones.

She writhed in painful pleasure as the vampire roughly grabbed the chain attached to her collared neck and plunged his pointed teeth into her skin.

She whined from the force applied but closed her eyes while arching her back.

Soon the clothes began to heap on the floor as more and more bodies began to intertwine with each other.

Cassandra watched in horror as this orgy unfolded in front of her unbelievable eyes. She had heard Stephanie often praising how open and secure vampires were as compared to mages in terms of their sexuality but she had never imagined this.

Servers entered carrying gold and red-hued goblets of the finest wine of Volsra. Rich in its alcohol content and known all around the world for its tangy flavours with woodsy notes that made one’s tongue click.

Kanyon picked up a goblet and offered it to Cassandra. As much as she was abhorred to the idea of consuming wine in such a place and state, she quietly accepted the goblet and took a small sip of the deep red wine.

Its woodsy flavour partially calmed her agitated nerves as it travelled down her throat. Something to keep her distracted while the female in front of her took a pounding by the vampire she had accompanied. Her neck bled from several points as the chain attached to her collar was being pulled taut. He now took her from behind. Tears streaked down her face as Cassandra helplessly watched her.

She felt so weak, so vulnerable, so pathetic in those moments.

Kanyon’s hand was resting on the upper swells of her breast now, inching further down. She tried to close her eyes but his grim voice made the hair on her back rise.

"Keep watching what happens to ungrateful bitches."

Two more naked vampires had joined them and now the three of them plundered her together while plunging their canines into her soft skin and sucking up her blood.

Cassandra could feel the pain the poor woman must have been in. She was about to shout for them to stop when a sing-song female voice interrupted her thoughts.

"Whom do we have here?"