Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 99Epilogue

One hundred years later

Thaddeus’s POV Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

My name was enough to send most people running those that didn’t were fools, for they would feel

my wrath. I am the king of darkness. The dark Tribrid they call me, the one that changed the world. I

am destruction and countries have fallen by these hands. Forgiveness isn’t a part of my vocabulary; I

didn’t grant forgiveness or mercy. It was best to stay on my good side. My mother thought she was

protecting me, keeping my magic from me. That betrayal hurt the most.

She took a piece of me and I nearly killed her getting it back. I knew growing up I was different. I

saw life differently. Sure, I came from a home filled with love and everything a child could desire. My

parents would have moved heaven and hell for me. Yet that was their downfall. Their betrayal. From

the outside, we were the perfect family. Our lives were great until my sixteenth birthday. I stopped aging

at thirty, but the darkness made me feel every bit of the hundred and one years I have had on this

earth. Sucking every part of me away until I become what I am now, I used to fear the darkness now I

embrace it.

The darkness came for me on my sixteenth birthday, and I found the missing piece. The one thing

I craved, and that was power. Power to control everything and everyone. My mother tried to save me,

tried to even take me down. If she wasn’t my mother, the woman who literally gave her life for me. I

would have ended her. That wasn’t her decision to make. I knew instantly my entire life was a secret;

they kept from me.

Astral and the covens came for me once I possessed my power, my mother telling them where to

find me. I slaughtered them all and have been on my own ever since. For decades I roamed the earth

trying to find meaning, and I stumbled across my mates.

At first, they feared me. Everyone had heard my name by then, not a country left intact as I made

my way through each one trying to figure out my purpose. I met Ryland first. He was just as evil as me

and a werewolf; we continued our reign of terror until we met our other mate. I was hoping for a

woman, not that I was uncomfortable with my sexuality. It is what it is, and quite frankly, I would fuck

anything with legs to fulfill my needs and that of my mates. Orion though was different, weaker. He

didn’t agree with my past and the things we had done; he was much older than both of us and knew of

my grandfather. Orion is a vampire and a little old-fashioned, but he was mine even though he annoyed

me and frustrated me to no end.

He hated me, but he came to see reason. Has remained by my side even when he doesn’t agree,

trying to talk me down, trying to change me. Though now I think he has given up.

Sitting on the balcony of my penthouse apartment. I looked over the city, my eyes scanning as I

watched the crowds of people below, unaware of the monster watching them.

I hear movement behind me, and my eyes snap to the glass sliding doors. She hands me a smoke

and I light it breathing in deeply. Enjoying burn in my throat from its harshness.

“When are you going to go home, haven’t you punished them enough? They did it to protect you. It

is time you stop this, whatever it is you are doing.”

“And what is that?” I ask her, looking back toward to city.

“The destruction, what are you trying to prove? Who are you looking for?” she asks and I sigh.

Only she would get away with questioning me like this. I always had a soft spot for her. She listened

and didn’t judge, no matter how much I fucked things up.

“I am not trying to prove anything. I don’t need to.”

“Then why Thaddeus, why all this?” she asks.

“Because I can, that is why,” I tell her. She shakes her head.

“Your mother said there was still good in you, that we just had to find it, that we could pull you back

from the darkness. Now I am not so sure anymore. I can’t watch you destroy yourself, destroy

everything you put your hands on. I am sorry, Thaddeus, but I can’t. I am going home, come and see

me when you see sense,” she says.

“You’re leaving already. You just got here,” I tell her, growling at her. She steps back, frightened.

“I’m sorry Thaddeus, but please just go home, they will forgive you” She says before turning away.

“Tell mum, I am not coming back” I tell her. She smiles sadly before nodding.

She slips inside, closing the door behind her. A few minutes later the glass door opens again, and

Orion comes out before plucking my smoke from my fingers and drawing on it. He leans against the

railing.

“What did you say to your Aunty Bianca that upset her?” he asks before passing my smoke back.

“I told her I am not going back” Orion sighs loudly before looking over the railing. I move behind

him, pressing myself against him and reaching around him and grabbing his cock through his pants.

His dick twitching in my hand at my touch. I groan into his ear before I pull at his belt.

“Not tonight Thaddeus,” he says smacking my hand away. I growl loudly before shoving him away.

“Fine” I snap, going inside. Bianca was gone and only her faint lingering scent remained. “Ryland?”

I yell.

“Hurry up, we are going out” Ryland walked out, a mischievous grin dancing on his lips. He

grabbed his jacket and followed me to lift.

“Where are we going?” he asks.

“I just want out of this house and I need blood” I tell him, he nods. I won’t risk feeding on him, my

hunger is insatiable and as intoxicating as his scent is, I know I won’t stop once I start. Marking him

was a nightmare. I nearly killed him, nearly killed my own mate. Orion was different he was vampire, so

I didn’t struggle with him.

Walking outside the breeze made Ryland shiver slightly. The snow crunching under our feet as we

made our way down the street, looking for my next victim. Only when the breeze shifted, I picked up

the most mouth-watering, intoxicating scent I had ever smelled before. I followed it before I heard a

feminine scream. Something twitched inside me. Something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Fear.

The sound of the woman’s voice sent fear racing through my cold veins. Ryland, feeling it too,

looked at me and we walked around the corner which was an alleyway. I could see a man standing

over someone. The person thrashing violently as the man tried to pull her pants down. Her scream sent

rage through me, but before I could even move, Ryland was ripping him to pieces with his bare hands.

The figure moved and I couldn’t take my eyes from them. Stepping into the alleyway. Ryland was

pummelling the man, his face completely unrecognisable as human, his blood seeping into the snow.

The figure I realised was actually a woman. She tried pulling her pants up, looking between both

Ryland and me and I could smell her fear. She thought we were here to harm her too. Ryland stops

and looks at her fear-stricken face and places his hands out toward her. She slaps his hands away. Her

entire body shaking with fear and adrenaline. The cold biting at her skin. She was in a waitress outfit,

not properly dressed for this sort of weather.

The closer I got, the stronger the scent was. She was the addictive mouth-watering scent I got a

whiff of. She made my heart race faster. I didn’t think I needed anyone beside my mates. I wanted her,

need her with every cell in my body calling to her. Wanting to taste her. Wanting to see if her skin was

as soft as it looked. Kneeling in front of her she cowered back, her hazel eyes filled with fear, I could tell

she knew what we were. I place my hand out for her to take, but she slapped it away.

“Please, I won’t tell, just let me go. I saw nothing I promise,” She sobs. Her voice was like music to

my ears. I could have listened to her talk all day. Sweeping her light brown hair out of the way so I

could see her face. She averted her gaze from my onyx eyes.

“ours” I gasp.

She shook her head, and I felt Ryland touch my shoulder, making me look at him.

“We are scaring her,” he says and for the first time I could tell he didn’t enjoy the scent of fear, at

least not from her. The mate pull was strong, looking back at her. I get up and step back.

“Go” I tell her, and she gets up before running off bending down I pick up her wallet that she left in

her haste. Pulling out her ID I read it. Evelyn Harper. I have never wanted someone as much as I

wanted her, never craved another person more than I did her, she was ours and yet we couldn’t have

her. She was light while we were dark. Monsters of the night to her. Something made of nightmares. I

had to fight with myself to stop from chasing her down and claiming her. I thought I was complete until I

met her.