My Fiancé Erased Our Nine-Year Mark For His Blood Servant Chapter 01
The Mark Is Gone
Three days before our Eternal Mark ceremony, my fiancé tells me he tricked me into ending our nine-year betrothal.
For vampires, an Eternal Mark binds two chosen mates together for eternity.
Adrian and I have already shared a temporary Betrothal Mark for nine years, waiting for the day we’d make it permanent.
He did it so he could marry Sophia.
The human girl from a family we’d done business with for years, whom we’d always treated like a little sister.
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I watch our nine-year Betrothal Mark fade from my wrist until there is nothing left.
I look at Adrian.
He doesn’t look surprised.
I stare at the familiar face I have loved for nine years—beautiful, pale, perfectly calm.
It takes me a long moment to force out a single word.
“What?”
Adrian meets my eyes.
“I’m going to marry Sophia.”
For a second, I wonder if I heard him wrong.
“The ritual you asked me to perform three nights ago…”
“Wasn’t a protection ritual,” Adrian says. “It was a severance ritual. I knew it would erase our Betrothal Mark.”
“You tricked me into breaking our bond?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“Because you never would have agreed if I’d told you the truth.”
My chest tightens.
“You planned it?”
“Yes.”
His expression finally changes.
“Sophia is dying.”
I go still.
“She doesn’t have much time left,” he says. “And it’s because of me. Her only wish is to marry me before she dies.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Three years ago, she saved my life. Her body never recovered from it.”
My heart seems to stop.
That night, we had gone to meet with human business partners when vampire hunters ambushed us.
Adrian was badly wounded.
I barely managed to get us away. Once we were safe, I fed him my blood until he began to recover.
Then everything went black.
When I woke again, Adrian and Sophia were both sitting beside my bed.
A bitter laugh escapes me.
Of course.
After that night, Sophia somehow remained in our world. I never really understood why a human girl would stay so deeply involved in our vampire world.
But I never questioned it.
I liked having her around.
Whenever our families met, she was bright and sweet, always greeting us with that same cheerful smile.
Somewhere along the way, I stopped thinking of her as our business partner’s daughter.
I started thinking of her as my little sister.
And because she was Sophia, I never thought twice about how close she had become to Adrian after the attack.
Not until now.
Silence.
My throat burns.
“We treated her like family, Adrian. I treated her like my sister.”
“I know.”
“And this is how you repay that? By breaking our Betrothal and marrying her behind my back?”
“She’s dying, Evelyn.”
“So you keep saying.”
“Because you’re acting like we have the same amount of time.” His voice turns colder. “We don’t. You and I have centuries. Sophia may have months.”
“And that makes this acceptable?”
“It makes it necessary.”
I can barely believe him.
“And after you marry her?”
His answer comes without hesitation.
“When she dies, I’ll come back.”
I stare at him.
“We can make another Betrothal Mark,” he continues. “And when the time is right, we’ll still complete the Eternal Mark.”
As if he is postponing a ceremony.
As if I am something he can set aside and come back for later.
“You honestly think I’ll still want you?”
His jaw tightens.
“Right now, you’re hurt.”
“No, Adrian. Right now, I finally understand what you think of me.”
He looks away.
Something still feels wrong.
Adrian’s devotion to Sophia goes far beyond guilt.
“What else are you hiding from me?”
His expression softens, almost as if he pities me.
“Evelyn, you don’t want to know.”
“Tell me.”
He is quiet for a moment.
“Her body was failing fast. Sophia was like a little sister to you, too. You wouldn’t have wanted her last wish denied, and you wouldn’t have wanted her to die. She’s my Blood Servant.”
“What did you do?”
Adrian looks straight at me.
“She isn’t just my little sister anymore.”
His voice is calm.
“She’s my Blood Servant.”