Timofey scowled. “So, that leech stole you?”

“Don’t name her that!” Maksim snapped. “She didn’t take me anyplace. I selected to go, and I’ve returned the identical manner.”

“Returned as what, although?” Timofey requested sadly. “What did they do to you, my son?”

“It’s not like that, Father,” Maksim pleaded. “They set me free. Now, I’m what I used to be all the time meant to be. I need you to hitch me, Father. Let’s declare the justice you deserve.”

Timofey couldn’t disguise his devastation. “Oh, son. I’m so sorry. I assumed I used to be ready so that you can study the reality about our world, however I’ve failed you. I let my bitterness and anger cease me from telling you the truth. I assumed I’d taken us far sufficient from the hidden world that I didn’t have to clarify its horrors to you. I assumed you’d by no means must know.”

Maksim fought the confusion that overwhelmed him. What was his father speaking about? “Father, please. You don’t have to fret. I’m right here, and I’m completely effective.”

Timofey shook his head adamantly. “No, son, you’re not. Vampires can’t be trusted. They’re pure evil, Maksim. I by no means instructed you concerning the risks they pose or the horrible atrocities they’ve dedicated. For 5 thousand years, they hunted people and Therians alike, caring for nothing however loss of life, concern, and blood since that was what they had been made for. They drove the Therian king mad, and I used to be exiled throughout a battle with their sort.”

Maksim’s confusion grew, and with it, the facility swirling by means of his veins. He was torn between his father’s picture of vampires and his love for Nadya. The battle was brief however brutal, and like so many different battles, Nadya received.

“No! You’re improper!” he shouted. “They’re not what you suppose they’re.” He rubbed his brow because the boring ache in his cranium elevated. “I’m not evil, Father.”

Timofey jerked again as if Maksim had sucker-punched him. The colour drained from his face, and he regarded like he would faint. “What do you imply, son?”

Maksim held his head excessive and met Timofey’s gaze. “I’m a vampire, Father. Nadya herself woke up my Therian type.”

“She’s the worst one in all all, Maksim!” Timofey shouted. “Nadya is the mom of evil!”

Anger that anybody would besmirch her title overwhelmed him. “That’s not true! She was my beloved, a mild girl with a form coronary heart who needed to make peace with the Therians to cease her individuals from being hunted to extinction,” Maksim shouted again.

Timofey’s face contorted in rage. “You’re a damned idiot, son. How may you consider such an apparent fantasy? I personally noticed her bathe within the blood of harmless kids.”

“I’m not a idiot. Nadya gave me extra energy than you ever did, and he or she selected me to steer in her stead. I’m the vampire king, and with the loss of life of my love, it falls to me to make sure that vampires now not reside underneath the Therians’ oppressive boot.”

With each phrase, Timofey’s coronary heart broke extra. “You possibly can’t do that. I’ll cease you.”

Maksim grinned. He may really feel his management slipping, however he was too hooked on the push his energy dropped at care. “You couldn’t cease me should you tried, however it doesn’t should be like this. You possibly can be part of me.”

“By no means,” Timofey spat.

“So be it.” Maksim threw out a hand, and shadows spilled from his palm. They crept throughout the ground to yank the older man’s ft out from underneath him. They flung his physique throughout the room into the far wall and held him in place.

Timofey screamed in rage and disgust at his son’s use of the vampire’s darkish magic. Maybe it had been a father’s love, stupidity, or perhaps denial that had stored him from registering the importance of Maksim’s crimson eyes and the unconventional change in his son’s scent and demeanor. It didn’t matter now. His solely little one was an abomination.

Maksim had by no means seen his father so infuriated. He felt the magic within the air earlier than the older man’s physique started to alter, and it was so surprising that he froze. All through his lengthy life, he had by no means seen his father shift. Assured in his skills and interested in what Timofey regarded like as a dragon, Maksim dropped the magic that held his father in place.

The change was not quick or simple for Timofey, who hadn’t shifted in centuries. He writhed on the ground in agony as his bones broke and reshaped with horrific slowness. Maksim watched the method in fascination, grateful that his shift was not as prolonged.

A full minute had handed earlier than Timofey’s shifting mass was massive sufficient that Maksim needed to go away the room. Quickly, the magic would produce a full-sized dragon to destroy that nook of the home, breaking by means of the hand-hewn timbers. Unconcerned by the extra ache it could trigger his father, Maksim went outdoors to attend for the emergence of Timofey’s dragon.

It wasn’t an extended wait. The additional alongside the change obtained, the quicker it went. The wall exploded outward, and an infinite darkish brown dragon flattened one wing of the gorgeous residence. Chunks of wooden flew in each route, however Maksim dodged them. The dragon reared and loosed a mighty roar, sending a gout of flame 100 ft into the air.

I forgot how good this feels! Timofey despatched.

Maksim took a deep breath as a stabbing sensation shot by means of his head. The ache had grown worse, and it now interfered along with his capacity to suppose straight. The burning in his throat was now fixed, insisting that he wanted to feed. It was insufferable, however Maksim summoned each ounce of his willpower and compelled himself to focus on the struggle forward of him to the exclusion of all else. He would cope with his bodily wants later.

Maksim’s eyes glowed as he stared on the indignant dragon. He willed the change to overhaul him, and the crimson and black dragon occupied his place in seconds.

I didn’t.

Timofey roared because the elation light and the reason for his change resurfaced in his thoughts. You’re an abomination! A monster!

The older dragon’s psychological tirade obtained extra unhinged as Timofey slipped over the precipice into the pit of insanity he’d been hovering above for years. The brown beast lunged and slashed on the crimson and black dragon along with his talons and jaws, now not conscious it was his son he attacked.

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