Chapter 107: Leave Him

Oh, even when he was angry and scolded her, his voice alone seemed to melt like honey over her skin and warm her up. Nyx grinned to herself then wiped the expression off her face after seeing Blaze watch her. She turned her head away even though there was a mirror behind the bar that he could just watch as well. She should walk away from him, but her curiosity told her to stay seated so she could question him after. 

"Well, I felt a liiiitttle cooped up. I thought a few hours away in the fresh air would do-"

"You are not invincible!" Gabriel snapped, making her flinch. "Return home before I come there myself."

Like he knew where she was.

"I know where you are. Do NOT test me right now," Gabriel growled. She heard something smash on the other end of the phone and wondered if he had broken something.

Oh boy, he was not happy.

"I won't be long," She muttered, feeling the guilt clawing at her throat and tightening her chest. 

"ES-" Nyx flipped the phone shut, hanging up on him.

"You just hung up on the Vampire King!" Isana screamed in shock while Nyx stared at her phone with widened eyes. 

"He was going to reveal my other name. If he knew where I was, then he'd know I wouldn't go by that name," Nyx replied, trying to convince her wolf as well as herself. She couldn't risk anyone knowing her name in such a place. Even if where she sat right now was quiet, she didn't quite have it in her to kill everyone, so her name would not be released. She eyed the bar, counting eight people in total, including the guards, bartender and then a few werewolves keeping to themselves.

If anything, they appeared less animalistic than the others on the floor below. 

"It seems your mate is not happy with your choice of venue tonight," Blaze smirked from the side. 

"He's not my mate," Nyx replied and felt a sharp pain on the right side of her chest. 

Blaze leaned his arm on the bar and leaned closer to her. "Are you sure?" He asked before sipping from his drink while continuing to stare at her. 

Nyx gasped. "You're a.. What.." His hand covered her mouth, muffling what she was about to say. She stared back at Blaze wide-eyed; he had specks of red in his eyes. 

He was a vampire! 

Not just any.. His eyes were the same as Gabriel's; was this the ancient vampire they mentioned before. He was the one leaving bodies in Silver Thorn? A shiver ran down her spine. 

"I am not here to hurt you," He whispered into her ear. "Tonight is a coincidence. Now, come with me." Blaze removed his hand then grabbed her hand in an iron grip, pulling her out of her seat and striding towards the guards at the door. 

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Nyx couldn't do anything but follow in shock. While he almost dragged her behind her through the door and across the bridge that walked over one of the arena's, she frowned in confusion by how Blaze was able to enter a fight with werewolves; it was unfair. Yet as they were in another corridor and he led her into a side room, she smelled his scent subtly and found herself even more confused.

He didn't smell of strawberries, but his scent was odd. It was a mixture between wet wood and the sweet fragrance of roses. "What are you?" Nyx instantly asked, ripping her hand away from him once the door was closed behind him. She knew already the rooms were soundproofed, so they could speak more freely.

Nyx backed away from him as he sauntered towards her. The room was of a small lounge, two sofa's faced each other with a coffee table between them, a rug on the wooden floor, and the only light came from the small chandelier and the light pouring in from the windows behind her that looked over the first balcony overlooking the ground floor. 

Blaze sat down casually on the sofa across from her, one arm resting on the cushioned back, and he gestured for her to sit on the other. Nyx eyed him warily and glanced at the door. "You are quick, Esme. But you are not that quick," He said in a bored tone of voice. 

Nyx's lips parted, but she closed her mouth instantly and sat down. "What are you? Who are you? How do you know me?" She blurted out; for once she felt nervous. This.. being could overpower her easily. Her heart raced, and she wondered just how much trouble she'd got herself into.

Blaze chuckled. "Calm down, Esme. Like I said before, I do not wish to harm you. My master, however.." He trailed off, tapping his finger on the backseat. "You really are reckless; I am surprised Gabriel puts up with that."

Again, Nyx was at a loss for words, so she said the first thing that popped into her mind. "My name is Nyx, so stop calling me Esme. You must have me confused with somebody else because I do not know who this Gabriel is, but-"

"Cut the crap. I know who you are and who you are to Gabriel. Though it seems only the inner circle are aware of your.. relationship with the King. But so does my master. I'm here to give you a bit of advice, Esme.. or Nyx." He raised his hands in a slight shrug, then casually said, "Leave him."

Nyx blinked back. "W-what? That's it? That's your almighty advice?!" She asked incredulously. She still didn't know who or what Blaze was, but she could put a few bits together to know that he was much older than her and was somehow related to Gabriel. Though the only similarities were his eyes and the specks of red in them. 

Blaze stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling panelled windows, staring out of them with his hands behind his back. It was strange; he held all the air to him like some sort of Prince, Alpha or King, but he was dressed in tracksuit bottoms and a tight-fitting vest, revealing his taut muscles. "You are his greatest weakness right now. My master is aware of your existence, but he hasn't done anything yet because he doesn't realise just how important you are to the King. Leave now before you are used and discarded like rubbish," Blaze answered her, his voice was void of emotion. 

Her heart sank at his words. It was like he intentionally aimed directly for her heart and stabbed her with a knife. But she didn't let her emotions come over her. Instead, she pursed her lips and replied just as emotionlessly, "How do I know you're telling the truth? I could leave and run straight into your trap."

Blaze chuckled and spun on the spot, ruffling his hair as he stared at her. "Ah, the she-wolf also has brains. I should expect as much. I am not sending you into a trap; I am merely advising you, you do not need to follow it. But if you stay by his side, I cannot guarantee you will live."

This time it was Nyx who chuckled darkly and stood from her seat, hating the height difference as it was. She straightened her shoulders and stared back at him fiercely, "I do not fear death, and I do not fear this master of yours."

Blaze searched her eyes, a slight grin tugging at his lips like he was amused by her words. "I can see why Gabriel likes you. I can also see that he hasn't told you anything," He sighed and raked his hand through his bangs, dishevelling his hair further. 

Nyx stared at him in bewilderment; who was he? He acted like he knew so much; it was annoying.

"Who. Are. You?" She said through gritted teeth as her hands fisted by her sides. 

"Hmm, as I know your real name, I will be the gentleman and give you mine," He grabbed her fisted hand and kissed the leather of her gloves, staring at her through his midnight black hair. "I am Davian, and to answer your earlier question, I am a hybrid, werewolf and vampire. Gabriel can fill you in on the rest. Oh, do tell him I said hello; it has been a few years since I last saw him," He said simply before suddenly vanishing, the door suddenly closing with a click and leaving Nyx to stand there in shock.

Blaze, no Davian, was a hybrid, and his master, his creator, didn't like Gabriel or held some sort of a grudge against him. Davian was right; she could be used to whatever ends to get to Gabriel.. That was not something she could ever do him.

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