The Vampire King [FINISHED♡]

Lies

Jungkook wakes me up to tell us that we have to walk a bit to reach the destination. I get out of the car, seeing a huge castle in the distance, my mouth dropping to the ground. Jungkook takes my hand and walks with me, squeezing my hand, anxiety filling in my stomach. Mg soreness has subsided and I feel as if I drank several red bulls, feeling my energy rising each step we take towards the dark castle.
"So, vampires live in castles? How cliche?"
I try to lighten the mood, praying that our son is alright. What if this is a trick, what if he's just going to kill us, what if he already killed our son? I shake off the questions, focusing on the positive. I will see my son. This will go well, I just know it. I am worried however that my energy is so fucking high, as if I'm a five year old who just ate a shit ton of candy, I'm happy but scared.
The doors open, two huge men, old men and buff, standing beside them with butler outfits on. This is so cliche what the fuck? We walk in, the doors slamming behind us. I look around, the big chandelier above us and the stairs leading upstairs. It looks as if we're in a ball room about to dance the night away. A woman with a bun walks out from the left side of the hall way, motioning us towards the stairs, Jungkook and I following her. I squeeze Jungkooks hand, wishing I could just hold him right now.
She stops in front of a big red wooden door, the woman pushing the door open to find a large throne in the middle, a huge man sitting in it with a black robe type thing on him, his face having a gray beard and long hair falling onto his shoulders. He grins at us, the lady closing the door, her standing in front of it with her hands behind her back. The man looks me up and down, a half grin on his lips. Why the fuck does he have a throne, is his ego really that big?
"Hello Jungkook. Y/N."
We don't say anything, our hands letting go of each other's as we stare him down. He gets up, and god damn is he tall, and huge. He is pure muscle, he looks like the final boss of any game you play, tall and built, egotistical too. He walks towards us, Jungkook moving slightly in front of me.
"I sense something different about her. Did you turn her, Jungkook? She's quite powerful."
He licks his lips as he stares at me, his tongue gliding along his fangs. I want to shiver, but that's what he wants. He's toying with us.
"Cat got your tongue? I won't bite unless you want me too, Y/N."
Jungkook places his arm out, not letting either of us get closer to each other.
"Where's our son?" I ask, almost as a growl.
"Oh, of course. Zander, come in."
I watch as a figure walks out of the shadows, his face coming into view. Wow, he looks just like Jungkook, even wears all black.
"Zander," I whisper, watching him stand in front of the last boss man.
"Father, mother."
His words are like venom, as if hatred is behind the words. I want to speak, but my words catch in my throat.
"Zander. How does it feel to meet your parents?"
His eyes dart at me, squinting at me.
"You abandoned me. Both of you! You left me!"
I'm confused. We didn't abandon him!
"Zander, no! You were taken from us! We would never abandon you!" I shout, clutching onto Jungkooks arm again.
"Zander, I kept looking for you everywhere, I couldn't find-"
Zander cuts off Jungkooks words.
"Lies! You left me on these door steps, you abandoned me! You didn't want me!"
No, he's been fed lies, no, no, no!