Nikolai
It was a few hours later when I was sitting on the couch, looking at Max who was dodging the bullets my security pelted him with, as he ran across my backyard and finally dove in the living room, breaking the glass.
Why the fuck is he only in boxers?
A bullet was lodged in the back of his calf, making him bleed profusely.
"You took your time." I said drily, not feeling sorry for him at all.
His head snapped up and he looked at me. "Nikolai." He breathed.
"You reek of sex and alcohol." I told him.
Guilt clouded his face and his eyes lowered.?Damn right. He should have a better control over himself.
"It's nothing." I waved away the security that had had opened the windows to come in and get the intruder. They nodded and left.
"What do you want?" I asked him. I have lost all respect for him.
"Talia." He whispered.?The audacity?of this guy!
"Take a fucking shower and wear some clothes first." I spat.
He nodded and bent down, removed the silver bullet from his leg, hissing as he did so. He threw it on the floor and stood up again.
"April." I called the slave. She came running in the living room.?
"Show him to the washroom and then giving him some clean clothes." I told her, not taking my eyes off Max.
He left with her and then I sighed. How the hell can he do this? He cares about Natalia. I know he does. He has ever since she was thirteen and we found her. I also knew that he had a thing for her back then.
Once Ava came in, I pulled her in my lap. "How is she?"
It feels like I've been away from her since a very long time.
"In pain. I just got her to sleep." Her thumb traced the skin under my eyes. "You need more sleep, Nik."
"So do you." I murmured and brought her head down to kiss her full lips.
"Max is here." I told her. She stiffened at his name.
"He hurt her bad, Nik." She whispered. "She doesn't want to see him."
"I don't think anyone can keep him from seeing his mate. I don't want him to either but it's inevitable." I whispered.
"Damn right it is." Max said, entering the living room. He was freshly showered and was wearing my shorts and t-shirt.
At least he doesn't smell of sex.
Ava stiffened further and her hand clutched mine tightly. I rubbed soothing circles on her hand but that did nothing to help her.
"Where is she?" He asked us.
"She doesn't want to see you right now." Ava told him.
"Where the fuck is my mate?" He hissed, his eyes turning flickering between red and his normal brown colour.
But that wasn't the normal vampire-red colour. This was the much darker red, and it turned the white area around his eyeballs black.
He zipped up the stairs and Ava and I ran after him.
He opened Natalia's bedroom and went inside. Ava and I stood at the door, ready to throw him out if Nat wished.
He was frozen in the middle of his room as he looked at Nat in her frail state. She was awake and looking up at him.
Slowly he walked to her but Nat threw the blanket covering her body aside, revealing the blood that was still on her legs and on the bed.
Max fell on his knees on front of her.?
"I'm sorry." Came his broken whisper.
I pulled Ava out of the door and shut it behind us. This was their private matter. Nat was strong enough to deal with it.
"I have to tell you something." Ava whispered and tugged me upstairs to our bedroom.
"What happened?" I asked her after I closed the door.
"Do you remember the scene in your office when I caught the devil on Max's shoulder?" She asked me.
"Yes?" Where is going with this?
"I felt this...dark energy pour out of it. And now...I feel it coming from him." She looked scared.
"Are you sure?" I asked her.
"Yes." She whispered. "I think that the devil has merged with his soul."
This can't be true. Max has seen the devil ever since I've known him. Nothing of this sort has happened even. He had snapped one time. Badly. It lasted eight long years. I hadn't been able to find him because he was good at covering his tracks. But then one day, he suddenly went clean. All I knew was that Daniel helped him. But we hadn't talked once in all these years. I stayed away after he went clean because I thought he was still mad at me. And even during those eight years, when he has killing thousands of people, it was his bloodlust. Not the devil.
"I think we should wait and see what happens. We cannot come to such a big conclusion based on this." It can't be true. I will be the first one to say Max is not the best guy around. He is evil. But he isn't the devil.
But neither am I a good person.
No one is.
Max has a good heart though. At least for the people he cares about.
"I know what I feel. Don't you believe in me?" She asked me.
"I do. But I believe in Max too. Let's give him a chance." I clenched my fist.
Maybe we won't have to kill him if he proves himself.
For the next two days, Max and Nat stayed in their room. I had sent a slave with some food and blood for both of them but she said that they didn't eat and Max scared her out.
Avalyn went and talked to them but neither of them responded.
I think I will have to talk some sense into him.
I opened the door and saw Natalia sleeping on the bed and the tray of food on her bedside remained untouched. Max was sitting on the floor against the wall as he kept staring her. His glass of blood was also untouched and his colour had lightened due to lack of blood. He smelled like he was decaying.
"Are you both going to stay here all your lives? Because it's not going to last long if you stop fucking eating. Natalia, you look like you're going to disappear and Max, you fucking stink like a dead corpse does."
There was no reaction on either of their faces.
Maybe I should make him angry. Some reaction is better than nothing.
"You're a dick for hurting your own mate like that. You're no good to her dead. And you're an asshole if you think she is going to forgive you if you keep staring at her like a fucking pervert." I spat.
Still no reaction.
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