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Lihas is shocked knowing Sama has moved in with Advik and Kshitij is following Alina to find her truth.
Abhay had been in the forest hunting when he felt a movement around him. He turned around. Almost six to seven hooded figures stood around him. And he knew at once that they were from the vampire council.
"Leave the girl" one of the hooded figures spoke. "She does not feature in your life, Abhay Raichand."
Abhay did a quick mental count of the number of vampires surrounding him. He knew he could never be able to fight them alone. He stood his ground, raising one eyebrow.
"Really?" he said. "Well, unfortunately, what I do is none of your busi""
"It is the council's business. Of course it is." Another figure spoke. "You are the head of the vampires. We cannot allow you to stray your path."
"I'm sorry" said Abhay coolly, crossing his arms over his chest. "I can't let Pia go."
The vampire who had spoken first took a step forward. "Last warning Abhay. Forget that girl. Or we will kill.."
He never got to finish his sentence, because Abhay was near him in a split second, his eyes glowing furiously red, his fangs emerging as he bodily lifted the vampire up and threw him against a tree. The vampire crumpled to the ground and lay motionless.
"You attacked a member of the council?" the vampire farthest spoke. The remaining vampires closed in on Abhay. "Over that girl? That was a mistake, Abhay."
Abhay glared around. "Don't you dare lay a finger on her" he whispered menacingly.
The vampire shook his head regretfully, and then looked around. "Attack."
The vampires were on top of him in a second. Everything blurred around him. He was strong, but no match for six vampires combined, that too from the council itself. And they were well trained to fight. Abhay managed to bring two of them down, but they had injured him, and he was weakening. Two vampires caught him in a stranglehold, and then threw him to the forest floor.
"Leave her" whispered the vampire again.
"Not possible, sorry" said Abhay, as he struggled to get up.
The vampire easily attacked him again, giving him a fresh gash across his cheeks and it did not heal easily. "This was just a taster Abhay" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. "If you don't get your senses back, and forget that human, you both will pay. Very soon."
They were gone in an instant. Abhay felt pain coursing through his body. A pair of brown eyes swam in his mind. "Pia" he gasped, wishing that he could see her in that moment. He could barely move now.
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"Pia"
Pia felt the call in her mind, her heart instinctively knowing that Abhay needed her. She got up suddenly. She suddenly needed to see him. But where to find him? Even as she was guessing, she had started to run, not knowing where she was going. It was sometime before she realized she had unknowingly reached the forest. She was quite deep inside, and she did not know the right way out. She had been so immersed in thinking about him that she had not seen where she was going. She was about to run again, when she saw someone lying on the forest floor. As she neared the figure, her heart nearly stopped beating. It was Abhay, covered in wounds and blood.
"Abhay" she yelled, running towards him.
She had never seen Abhay so weak. He could barely stand; his clothes half torn, great slashes were visible. The gashes were so deep that they were not healing easily" even for a vampire. The sight of him so helpless and bleeding wrenched Pia's heart; his eyes were closed and she could tell that he had gritted his teeth together to stop yelling out from the pain" the fact that he was in agony twisted her heart till she felt that she herself was bleeding. She was so used to a strong Abhay, a fierce Abhay, that this vulnerable Abhay was something she could not bear to see.
He had slumped down to the ground now, unable to stand. He leaned his head against a tree, breathing deeply. Piya knelt down before him, not caring that she herself had scratches on her, that her arm was wounded across a tree branch and was bleeding.
"Abhay please" Piya begged. "Please say something. What can I do? How can I make the pain go away?"
He didn't answer, his breathing ragged. Piya felt panicky. "Abhay, please, I'm worried" she whispered, her voice trembling now. "Please." She leaned forward, gently pulling his head, nestling it in the crook of her arms. She couldn't keep her tears at bay. "Who did this Abhay? Who?"
His eyes flickered open slightly as his body recognized the softness of her arms. And then he saw it: her blood coming out from her arm from a wound. The smell hit his senses from up so close and it was as if his throat had erupted into fire. He could barely breathe as the scent lured him. In this weak state, his self-control was almost in shreds. He groaned, feeling his eyes change colour as the fangs began to emerge. He struggled weakly to break away from her arms, his own pain forgotten. He knew he wouldn't be able to stop himself in this state and in fact it was actually human blood that could heal him from wounds so deep and serious. But he'd be damned if he tasted her blood. He'd rather starve and feel the pain than drink her blood, than give her pain, than see the loathing in her eyes for him if he showed his true colours. If she realized what he wanted to do now...
Pia had thought he had groaned in pain for his wounds, and she tried to pull him closer, her tears escaping her eyes. "Don't move... Abhay.. tell me.. where does it hurt..?"
Abhay stopped breathing altogether to stop himself from inhaling the scent of her blood, but the memory of the smell still lingered on his mind.
"Stop, Pia.." he pleaded hoarsely... "Move away..." he could barely get the words out..
"I'm not leaving you" her voice was stronger now, more certain. "Not until you are better."
She wouldn't listen. If Abhay could have screamed in frustration he would have. But he couldn't. He could barely move and now the additional effort of keeping himself from biting her nearly made him immobile. I won't, I won't , he chanted in his head, forcing his steadily dwindling control to remember that this was Pia... not just any mere human...
"Why aren't the wounds healing Abhay?" Pia questioned fearfully, pulling back to look at him. He still had his eyes closed. "Don't you heal at once.. Why.." She cupped his face in her palms and a hiss escaped him. He could not take it much longer. He did not know which was more painful, the fight against temptation or the wounds that were so deep and raw. But in the moment the hiss had escaped him, Pia had caught a glimpse of his fangs. A sudden realization had hit her.
"Ab-abhay? Are you thirsty? Do you need blood?" She had asked the question which right now, he had no wish to answer. He shook his head, trying to move away from her again. "Go. Away. Pia. Now." He spat out through his teeth.
But Pia had leaned in closer now. "Your fangs, Abhay... I ...do you need blood, Abhay? I'll give you mine. Will it heal you?"
She extended her bruised arm towards his mouth.
Abhay's eyes snapped open and Pia looked straight into his eyes, into the eyes which had now turned red and glowing with thirst. Something akin to shame flashed through his eyes and he looked away, shaking his head.
But Pia wasn't one to give up. She turned his face to make him look at her. He had closed his eyes again.
"Look at me, Abhay" her voice came out strong and clear.
The eyelids parted, the red eyes once more visible. Piya spoke again, her voice unwavering. "Listen to me Abhay. And answer me truthfully. Is blood what you need now? Will it heal you?"
Abhay looked at her for a long moment before slowly nodding Pia sighed. "Drink mine, then."
"No..." he breathed... "Don't make me Pia. Please."
"Abhay, you have saved me so many times. Always" Pia said softly, still not letting him look away. "Listen to me, Abhay. I know who you are. Do you know what I see when I look at you?" She paused, taking in the fully exposed fangs, the red eyes. "I see you, Abhay. The person that still lives in you, the person with a heart, the person who is good inspite of all the bitterness he has. I trust you."
"I don't" he gasped. "I don't trust myself to stop once I start drinking.."
"You are a vampire Abhay, I know that. But that is who you are. Not who you have chosen to be. You know what you have chosen? You have chosen to be a person who loves me. Believe me, Abhay. Let me help you. Let me in, Abhay. Please."
As a faint wind rustled the leaves in the trees around, they stared at each other, as though seeing each other, really understanding each other for the first time. Then he slowly lowered his mouth to her hand. Right above the wound he paused, looking up at her again.
"Sorry" he whispered.
Pia's lips curved into a faint smile. "Don't say that, Abhay. It'll be alright."
He gave her a faint nod, then after a minute pause, his fangs pierced her skin. Pain shot through her arm and she winced slightly, biting her lips. But seeing Abhay, now, she felt neither repulsion nor disgust. This was his nature. He could not help it any more than she could help breathing. But she could still feel him trying to hold himself back, and a rush of feelings for him overpowered her.
She pressed her palm lightly onto the top of his head, pushing him closer. "Don't hold back, Abhay" she murmured.
Paradise. If there was any such place, then this was it. He did not know what that place was, but he could feel the sweet blood from her veins seeping into him, giving him life. He could already feel himself getting stronger and he knew the wounds would start healing now. But he had never known anything so sweet existed. This felt like water to a thirsty man, like nectar to a bee, like rain amidst drought. But now, a different feeling was coursing through him. It was growing stronger and stronger, like something was crumbling down in his brain, like a dam breaking and suddenly like a dam bursting, images flooded him.
A glimpse of a girl as he ran through the forest...
A dance with a girl in blue... with everyone looking at them...
A few stolen moments by the pool where he healed a twisted ankle of a girl by the rippling waters.. and the girl looked up at him as he pushed her hair back... it was those baby-brown eyes...
Her lying in a hospital... him kissing away her pain, healing her wounds...
Saving her from a burning hut... her running away from him in fear...
The confession in the jungle...
Stolen moments in the forest... secret kisses... showers of love...
Him taking away her memories as he froze... her coming back and saving him from being caged up in time...
The werewolves... her memory returning...
Him dying... coming back as a human... their marriage...
The images hit him like a thousand bolts. His fangs withdraw of their own accord as he almost jumped back from her. She was sitting patiently, though now she looked weak. He kept on staring at her, unable to say anything coherent. The memories were like a long lost friend, their return had made him speechless...
As he watched her, Pia's expression grew worried. She leaned forward, touching his face. "Abhay? Are"are you fine?"
He slowly looked down at her hands to see them red with blood. Then only did he realize that he was crying. Blood tears... He looked up at her again, still silent.
"Abhay, why aren't you saying something?" Pia asked. She caught hold of his arms, lifting it up to her eyes. The wounds had started to heal. "They are healing" she murmured, worried. "But... does it hurt? Is something wrong?" She looked up at him. "Why aren't you saying something? What"?"
He gently placed her hands on her mouth, the tears still falling from his eyes and he made no effort to stop them. His eyes had turned back to blue now, but now they were full of pain. "Pia" he whispered, his own voice barely audible, even to himself. "I remember everything..."
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