Dracula: Bound in Blood: A MM Dark Vampire Romance by Morrigan Black

Author:Morrigan Black [Black, Morrigan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-10-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nineteen

As Jonathan stirred from his slumber, soft morning light filtered through the heavy velvet curtains. His mind was foggy, struggling to piece together what happened last night. He remembered everything, from the violent attack and Dracula’s savage defense to the intimate exchange of blood that followed. The Count didn’t alter his mind, and Jonathan was grateful for it.

Jonathan’s hand instinctively went to his abdomen, where he remembered being wounded. To his surprise, he found the area expertly bandaged, with only a dull ache remaining where there should have been searing pain. He was healed, mostly healed, but his body was still sore and bruised, and he could barely move. However, his vision was as sharp as ever. He could smell roasted meat as if it was already in the room with him, but it wasn’t. He also smelled something like cooking grass with garlic, but he couldn’t tell what that was, and yeast, yes, he smelled that too.

A gentle knock at the door preceded Vigo’s entrance. The old man carried a tray laden with a hearty breakfast—fragrant bread, rich cheeses, and what appeared to be a dark, savory stew. ‘Ah, was that the grassy smell?’ Jonathan wondered. ‘Is this the magic of the Count’s blood?’

“Good morning, Master Harker,” Vigo said. His gravelly voice was also very warm. He reminded Jonathan of a kindly old grandfather. At least what he imagined a grandfather to be like. “I trust you slept well?”

Jonathan struggled to sit up, wincing slightly at the movement. “As well as can be expected, I suppose,” he replied, his voice hoarse. “Though I confess, I’m having trouble reconciling... everything that’s happened.”

Vigo nodded sagely as he set the tray on a nearby table. “That is understandable. You have been thrust into a world few mortals ever glimpse, let alone comprehend. Perhaps I can provide some clarity while you eat?”

Jonathan nodded, suddenly aware of the gnawing hunger in his belly. Vigo settled into a nearby chair as he began to eat. He first tasted the stew; its rich flavors seemed more vibrant than any stew he ever had.

“My master is not a monster. Though he himself would disagree. Vigo continued, his voice taking on a solemn tone. “My master was once known as Vlad the Impaler, a valiant warrior who fought against the Ottoman Empire. He was a mortal man then, a prince of Wallachia.”

Jonathan’s eyes widened in shock. “The historical figure? But that was centuries ago!”

Vigo nodded gravely. “Indeed. The Count traded his mortal soul for victory against the Ottomans. However, the bargain was cruel. He won a few battles but ultimately lost the war... and his beloved Béla in the conflict.”

Jonathan listened intently, his mind reeling with this new information. “So the Count was once human? And this Béla...”

“For centuries, he searched for Béla’s reincarnation,” Vigo explained. “But as each potential match proved false, he grew bitter and despondent. The years weighed heavily upon him.”

Vigo paused, his gaze intense as he looked at Jonathan. “You, Master Harker, are that reincarnated lover.

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