Trail of a Single Tear (Gazellian Series #3)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Escaped

Evan Lancelot Gazellian is too wicked for an easy deception. Sa katulad ko na hindi man lang nangalahati ang talino kumpara sa kanya, napaka-imposibleng malinlang siya sa isang iglap lamang.

Wise and evil prince, habang tumatagal ay ito ang nakikita ko sa kanya. He's willing to do everything even if it means hurting his own mate for the success of his plan.

Mga plano niya na hindi ko alam kung saan patungo. Walang ibang ginagawa ang mga bampirang nakapalibot sa kanya kundi sumunod sa kagustuhan niya. Yes, I had the idea that he's determined to raise a rebellion against this university, but why? If his aim was really for his brother to secure his throne, why inside this university? Why not raising a rebellion against the different empires of Nemetio Spiran?

Anong mayroon sa loob ng unibersidad na ito na nais patumbahin ni Evan?

My ideas were just his mere rebellion and securing the throne of his brother. Pero sapat na ba itong kaalaman para maintindihan ko ang ipinaglalaban niya?

He's too secretive and it's killing me. Lahat ng ginagawa niya ay unti-unting pumapatay sa akin.

Within few years, he had successfully made a huge battalion that would be willing to bow in his every word. Maraming nagsasabi na pangatlo pa lamang si Evan sa pinakamatalinong Gazellian na isinilang, kung ganoon, ano pang klaseng kaisipan ang mayroon si Haring Dastan at ang kanilang ama? Kung mas matatalino pa ang mga ito kay Evan?

No wonder why Parsua Sartorias was too well known, despite of the fact that it was the smallest empire in Nemetio Spiran.

Pinagpatuloy ko ang pagsusuklay ng aking buhok habang pinagmamasdan ang sarili kong repleksyon sa salamin. Halos hindi ko na makilala ang sarili ko.

Nag-iisa ako sa malawak na silid ng ikalimang prinsipe ng Sartorias. I used to love his room in his underworld before, but right now I could even consider it as hell. When he's away from my eyes, all I could do was to curse him to hell. To think on how I could hurt him and how would I make him suffer. But the moment that he entered our room, with his familiar scent and his gentle voice, all I could do was to hate myself as I spread my arms to welcome him.

I want to hate him for hurting me, but our mate bond, my foolish love for him is killing me softly yet brutally.

Huminga ako nang malalim at inilapag ang suklay sa harapan ng salamin. I made a final look with my face, until I've noticed the few red marks on my neck and some above my breast, all I could do was to plaster a faint smile. I hate him, but I couldn't just curse his fangs and our every night love making.

Masarap at masakit maging marupok, yes of course.

Pilit akong ngumiti sa iniisip ko. I tightly closed my legs as I waited for him to come back.

Masakit kapag wala siya at mag-isa ako, pero sinisigurado kong tatanggalin ko ang lahat ng sakit at papalitan ng sarap sa tuwing bumabalik siya. At least, I could make myself happy as I wait for the right time to escape—for the right time that they had successfully tricked him.

The right time that we're definitely part our ways.

The next following weeks were suffocating for me, na sa tuwing tumatalikod siya sa akin hindi ko na magawang pigilan ang sarili kong lumuha. It's been weeks when my own mate banned me from attending my class. He told me that there's nothing to bother about, since James has the ability to create my resemblance using his vampire gift.

Matagal na akong iniiwan mag-isa ni Evan sa kanyang kwarto. Yes, I am still in prison. Pinaganda lang ni Evan at piniling manatili ako sa kanyang silid.