Allure Of The Night-Novel

Vincent turned curious, and he asked, "What did I do?"

"You and your father killed my mother... You are the reason my sister is dead. You will pay for the sins you have committed."

Vincent could only guess that this was the siren talking from the past, the past that connected to his original bloodline. He used his one hand to hold down both her hands that pressed above her head, while he tried to snap her out of her trance state.

"Eve! Wake up!" Vincent called her. When he placed his other hand on the side of her cheek, he gently said to her, "I know you are in there, my sweet girl. I need you to snap out of it."

But Eve turned her face and bit into Vincent's hand with her jagged teeth, her eyes glowing more. He hissed at the pain caused by her jagged teeth sinking into his skin, but he didn't stop himself from waking her up. He shook her shoulder, "Snap out of it! Come back to me, Eve!"

The growls coming from Eve lowered before they disappeared, and the room turned quiet again. Her eyes slowly turned from gold to a clear blue colour, and she finally looked like herself. Feeling the iron taste of the blood in her mouth and Vincent on top of her, while he had restrained her, she asked,

"W--what happened?"

Vincent released her hand and took the dagger from her hand. He said, "You turned into your siren side and wanted to kill me. Are you okay?" He helped her sit upright on the bed.

"I don't remember what happened... I fell asleep and the next moment, I woke up to this..." Eve's mind felt jumpy and she could feel her heart racing.

"Deep breaths," Vincent instructed when he noticed Eve struggling to bring her heart back to its normal pace.

When Eve's eyes fell on Vincent's hand, her eyes widened, "You are bleeding!"

"Just a little bite," Vincent didn't look fazed by it. "Usually I am the one who does the biting, but this definitely brings back memories," he said, looking at the wound in his hand.

She had bitten him... Eve thought, as she stared at his bloody hand. She felt terrible, noticing it wasn't like a vampire bite because his hand now sported a deep gash, and blood continued to drip down his hand.

"We need to clean it!" Eve replied in worry, and she was about to put her feet down from the bed when Vincent stopped her.

"I am fine, Eve. Perfectly fine," Vincent showed his hand, where the wound began to heal and he licked the blood off the back and front of his hand until it was clean. "Give me a moment." And he went to pick a towel, turning it wet before returning to her. "You are the one who needs to be cleaned," and he wiped his blood smeared around her mouth.

"I bit you... I was about to kill you. The siren side wants to kill you..." Eve whispered in shock, the thought sinking further in her mind. "Why?" Everything had been fine until now, so why was it happening now? She asked herself.

Vincent's eyebrows held a slight furrow, and his eyes shifted to look at the dagger he had placed on the surface of the bed, "The culprit is there. It's a weapon to kill me or any other descendant of King Gauntlet... and some part of your siren side seems to be influenced by it. It must have awakened something in you. Something that has been waiting to complete the revenge."

Eve stared at Vincent before her throat went dry, and she said, "Explain to me..."

"You have read half the story and we know bits and pieces of information about the curse. The book said that Nerhys was going to get her daughter married to one of King Gauntlet's sons. But when stories are passed from one person to another, it alters the original story. Either things are added, to dramatise it, or some details go missing. Like how Nerhys had another daughter, who wanted revenge. It just so happens, that we were all destined for a cause."

Eve felt her head spinning and pressed her hand to her forehead. She shook her head, "No... this can't be happening. You, the Sullivans, you come from King Gauntlet's bloodline, but ..."

"We know nothing about your mother or your father's origin, Eve. Your attraction towards the dagger speaks about the possibility of you having Nerhys as your ancestor," Vincent explained to her. He knew Eve was special because of her hybrid blood from her parents, but he hadn't expected her to be related to the Sea Goddess.

"What if the dagger responds to any other sea creature? Just to complete the job?" Eve asked as she didn't like the idea of stabbing Vincent or even Noah. The story she had read and had been curious about, in the end, she ended up being part of it.

"The siren wants revenge, for killing her mother and sister," Vincent said what he had heard, and Eve's face paled.

Suddenly someone knocked on the room door, interrupting them, and they turned to look at the door. Vincent climbed out of bed, walked towards the door, and opened it. Out there stood his grandparents with a frown on their faces.

"Everything alright, Vincent? Your grandmother said she heard someone's voice, and wanted me to make sure you are both okay," Strix said, who held a lantern in his hand.

Vincent offered a bright smile, "Yes, everything is perfect. We were just having a little fun."

"See, Ravette? I told you that the children were probably trying to give us great grandchildren as quickly as possible," Strix chuckled, and Lady Ravette relaxed. "You both have a very very goodnight, while your grandmother and I will take a quick peek at the chambers to make sure the lady is still in her coffin. Goodnight Vincent."

"Goodnight," Vincent wished them back, watching them turn and walk away from there.

He closed the door and then turned to Eve, who stared right back at him where her face had lost colour. He said,

"Let us head to Skellington tomorrow."