Cursed Blood |Lesbian Story|

Chapter 16

The party had ended for good. After Cammie and Alyssa left, I sat in the living room. My mom was right beside me, one of her arms held my shoulders for moral support. Octavia was sitting opposite us on another chair, a look of intense concentration registered on her face.

"Honey, maybe it's just a phase, you're only having it the hard way, that's all," Mom tried to soothe me.

"Mom it's definitely not a phase and you know that," I said dryly.

"Maybe we can make a readjustment to your diet," Mom suggested. I opened my mouth to protest, but this time, Octavia spoke quietly.

"I believe there is something more to that."

We turned to look at her, but she didn't look up, and her voice also had a question in it. "I've been wondering why Vivienne had to be awakened before she could even reach her seventieth birthday unless she's somehow different."

"What do you mean by different?" I asked.

"Bloodline might possibly have an impact on that," Octavia replied. Mom went stiff for a second before she nodded slowly to herself. I looked at her for a while until I had a feeling that only Mom knew what it meant.

"Mom, you told me what my dad was, but never who he really was," I said, looking at her earnestly. "You know something about dad that you haven't told me?"

Mom had the same look she had had every time this subject came up. She got off and walked to the window, her eyes gazed into the moonlit sky.

"Your father was from Russia. He was about three hundred years old when he met me," she said without taking her eyes off the darkness. "And...his family is one of the most powerful royal families in the vampire world."

"A royal?" I said.

"He wasn't just a royal," Mom added. "He was, in fact, a crowned prince."

My jaw went a slack. I honestly didn't know how to react to this.

"I suspected that as much," Octavia murmured to herself but still loud enough for my ears.

"What? What did you suspect?" I quickly demanded. I wanted to know what she was thinking.

"Ordinary true-blood vampires are strong because they are born that way, but the royal ones are far beyond the estimated strength. Though, there are just a few of the royal families left in the ancient world. Their bloodlines are believed to be inherited from the original creator of the vampire race. That explains why you were awakened earlier, why you have characteristics of a real vampire even though you're just half-blood. Now everything falls into place."

"So you mean I'm not even close to human?"

"No," Octavia shook her head, "Nothing can change this fact that you're a hybrid, but it's just that the vampires have a stronger bond in their bloodline. And your being inherited from a royal true-blood is pretty unusual."

"Well great, now I'm not only by nature a freak but also a freak of nature," I muttered.

"Honey, don't be upset, we'll work it out together," Mom turned to speak again. That was why I seemed to have a more miserable life than Octavia. Then I turned to mom again.

"If you said dad was a royal, then why didn't his family help him? Why did the other vampires still execute him?" I asked.

"Maybe they had tried, honey," Mom said with a grief-stricken look again. "The day they broke into our house and took your father away, I was pregnant with you, and if it wasn't for his good friend, we wouldn't have been here together,"