Forced Bride Of The Vampire Lord

483 Hazel’s Demise

Diana waited for Rafael to return with an assured look that he would be back. But he did not come.

She fidgeted on her seat a few times before standing up and pacing in the room.

As the time passed, her anxiety grew. Was the effect of the scent fading? She bit her lips. That could not be!

Unable to wait anymore, she walked out of the room and went to look for him when she found Hazel holding his collar and threatening him to burn because he was cheating on her and her eyes glowed crimson with the desire to burn the witch.

“Hazel! You are forgetting your place. I am not bound to you to threaten me this way. You are lucky that you are still standing on your feet, if it would have been anyone else, i would have killed her already.” he jerked her hands away as he left from there.

Diana gritted her teeth as he did not come back to sturdy but left the palace. She could not contain her anger towards Hazel who was the reason behind it. How in the world did she dare to threaten Rafael.

“You!” Hazel tilted her head as she stared at Diana. But before Diana could come closer, she twisted her hand in the air and Diana felt like she was not able to breath.

Her hands covered her throat and she tried to cough but the air continued to deplete in her lungs. Her face paled and she staggered until air was again in her body.

“You should not offend those who can kill you any second.” warned Hazel with glowering eyes as she left from there too.

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Diana kept standing there with gritting teeth. Her face was red with anger and humiliation.

She could not accept it anymore. Without caring for the consequences, she walked straight to the cell where the witches were kept and stood in front of the cell of the witch they had coughed a few hours ago.

“I want a stronger spell. This one is not enough to control Rafael for long and I want something to teach the lesson to Hazel too.” she demanded with her chest heaving when both witches looked at her.

While the mother of hazel was looking at her with interest, the other witch frowned.

“I have already told you that I need more ingredients for making the stronger potion and I did not have anything here. And I can not defeat the dark witch. She is much stronger than me.” She confessed when Diana held the bars of the cell with full force that it bent.

“You must know that you can not anger me. If I confess to Rafael, you and your coven are going to die miserably.”

“I can help you.” Before she could threaten the witch further, Hazel’s mother stood up and walked closer to Diana as much as her bars allowed it.

“And you think I will believe you. You are the one who had killed so many and did not even spare your own daughters.” she mocked but the witch just laughed,

“Thank you for the praise! But I do not want it.” Diana’s eyes narrowed, “and you will trust me because you do not have a choice. As the witch said, no one can go against my daughter except me. I am the only one who can help you in killing her.” she said with a smirk as she took out a dark bottle.

“Hazel had already drank the poison that was mixed in a wine and sent by a vampire. You only need to drink the rest of it and then you will be able to control her.” she said with a smirk as she handed the dark liquid bottle to Diana who stared at it closely.

“Do I need to drink it?” she asked with a look of cautiousness when the woman nodded her head/

“Yes, then your body would be synced to her. If you pierce a needle in your skin, it would affect her ten times. If you cut your finger, she will lose her whole hand. If you twist your leg and fall, her bones would break.” she said with a check but her face looked so twisted.

“But it would give me pain too. Is there no other way?” asked Diana, trying to give that bottle back but it felt like it had been glued to her palm and she was not able to get rid of it.

“She is the daughter of the devil. Do you think it is so easy to kill her?” her eyes turned vicious and filled with hatred, “if you don’t want to take it, then leave.” Suddenly the bottle started to fall but Diana held it closely as she bit her lips.

“I.. I will take it.” without waiting for the reply, she opened the lid and drank it in one gulp. She could not bear to see them together anymore.

She coughed as the liquid was too bitter and had a strange and foul smell. She didn’t notice the evil glint in the eyes of the witch as she was busy handling herself.

“Would it work now?” she asked when the witch nodded her head. Diana laughed maniacally as she walked towards the wall.

The biggest benefit of being a witch is that it can not be hurt easily. Without any hesitation, she hit her head on the wall with full force when her head started to spin but she did not stop. She kept hitting her head a few more times until blood started to seep out of her skin.

“How much would it have hurted her?” she asked, pausing when the witch shrugged her shoulders.

“The best way to know is to go and look for yourself.” Diana nodded after a pause, she would enjoy seeing Hazel crying with pain or worse dying with pain.

She turned to leave when a loud voice echoed in the dark cell.

“Come back to inform me too. I want to see her demise more than you do.”