He Cheated, Now the Blood Pact Activates

The Nightshade Clan and the Slinter Clan were ancient enemies. Yet Augustine and I, the Prince and Princess of our rival clans, fell in love.

We were Mates. Our love was a firestorm, defying all who stood against us.

On the day we sealed our blood pact, Augustine held my hand and, with his own blood, made a solemn vow. "If I should ever betray you, may I suffer the agony of a thousand silver daggers to the heart. And may all the power of the Slinter Clan be yours."

I looked at him then, my smile so full of happiness it felt like it could light up the night.

On our 500th anniversary, Augustine filled an entire city with blood-red roses for me.

But all I got was a photo from his human blood slave.

In it, she was naked, her skin covered in the marks of a long night of sex.

And the hand wrapped around her waist… I knew it instantly. My name was tattooed on the wrist.

【The Prince says he only feels true pleasure when he's fucking me.】

【He took me five times tonight. I'm afraid he won't have anything left for you. Sorry, Princess.】

I didn’t reply. I just quietly took out the blood pact.

In seven days, I would hold him to his vow.

I sat in the study of our castle, the yellowed parchment clutched in my hand, a bitter smile on my lips.

The ancient vampiric script glowed a deep crimson in the candlelight: "Should Augustine Slinter betray this pact, he shall suffer the pain of a thousand blades through the heart, and his family’s power, fortune, and title will pass in their entirety to Haley Nightshade."

In the bottom right corner was a single, blood-red thumbprint. Augustine’s.

All I had to do was press my own thumbprint beside it, and the pact would be sealed.

My finger hovered over the parchment. I’d already pricked the skin. A bead of crimson blood was about to fall.

Just then, a knock came at the study door.

"My lady?"

It was Clara, my most trusted confidante.

"What is it?"

She smiled. "I just wanted to remind you, my lady. Your birthday is in seven days."

"Prince Augustine will surely throw you a grand celebration, just like every year."

A celebration?

In that instant, my plans changed.

I decided I would prepare a gift for Augustine, too. One he would never forget.

I would bring our 500-year bond to a spectacular end at a party everyone was watching.

"I need you to prepare a few things for me. Something to be… revealed at the banquet," I said, then paused. "And I will be returning to the Nightshade Clan in seven days. Make the arrangements."

Clara stared, stunned for a moment, before trying to gently reason with me. "My lady, perhaps you should reconsider?"

There was another clause in the pact: "If he betrays his mate, Augustine shall be barred from Nightshade territory for all