The Broken Mate-Rejected And Desired novel Chapter 5

I wonder what her fate will be tomorrow at school.

With a draggy step, I moved to the door and locked it before heading up to my room. Three steps up the stairs, I felt my head bang so hard. The scene of the heartbreak and rejection from Torian hit me again, and I cried out, scurrying up to bury myself under my duvet.

I hate myself for meeting him for the first time.

Slamming the door in frustration, I kicked off my boots and leaped to slump on the bed when I heard a creepy grunt right outside my window.

My brows arched, and fear crept in, as it was getting dark already, and I was alone in the house.

What was that, then?

As my heart thumped louder inside my chest in fear, I remembered I would be a hunter soon and needed to be brave, so I shoved off the fear and bolted to the window, rolled off the curtain and peeped through. I searched around and couldn't see anyone until I looked downwards.

My jaw dropped, with shudders running up and down my spine as every part of me stiffened in horror. I couldn't believe my eyes and really thought I was having illusions.

Right in front of me was a vampire in long sleeves and a dark hoodie, covering his face and whole body. Even his palms were covered with gloves. He was clasping on to the bar of my window, grunting deeply.

He was in intense pain, and that really touched my heart. I should have easily hit his hand holding on to my window bar to let him lose it and fall from the top of the building, but thinking of that made my heart flutter. I could see the hunters roaming around the city searching for him.

Before I could take several breaths in thought of what to do next, he pulled up his face, which had been sagged all this while, and on seeing my opened window, he leapt swiftly and dived through, right into my room.

I nearly jumped out of my skin as he dived into my room at a speed that was too fast for me to stop him. The blood all over his body smeared my window and also caused a red streak on my shirt when his body got in contact with mine in the process of hopping in.

With a sharp turn, I stared at him as he grunted deeply in pain, breaking the arrows stuck in his body with a snap. I recognized those arrows as those which were used by my parents as the pack hunters, and they were specifically made for vampires. The edge was poisoned by a substance made by a witch in our pack. It could not only weaken a vampire but kill them once they aren't treated in 24 hours.

"Please shut the window, so they won't locate me here!" I heard him growl as he tried to breathe at the same time. From his hair down to his feet, everything was stained with blood. His white hair was smeared with blood and had turned slightly red. That same thing goes for his clothes, which have almost taken the color of his blood as well.

He looked so pitiful as he battled for his life; the hood top still covered his face, and as I rested my eyes on him, I couldn't help wondering what he would look like.

"Do you even have an idea that you will be dead before 24 hours runs out?" As I shut the window, I asked. I'm not sure why I suddenly don't want the pack hunters to track him down. I am the daughter of one, and I should pounce on this vampire here, injecting him with more poisonous substances to get him weaker before calling on the royal warriors to take him to our alpha for execution. But the thought of all that wasn't going down well with me.

The man here doesn't seem to be as cruel as I was told the vampires were, or was I the one who was making him appear good in my eyes? If he wasn't badly wounded, would he hesitate before ripping me off my heart?