--CHAPTER 4-----
Soysujung ran and ran, and soon exhaust took her over. The trees started to thin out. Then suddenly, she found her path completely full out. She was looking down a cliff, and below was the billowing sea. Her worst phobia choked her, and she felt queasy and turned back—only to see that handsome Yak’s face smiling mockingly at her again.
“My beautiful, you make my days interesting.”
“I’M NOT YOUR BEAUTIFUL.”
“Is that so, my beautiful.”
Soysujung growled at him. “You have no right to bring me here! My father and brother will hunt you down and skin you again! You animal, take me back!”
“Being not so nice again are you? Why do you have to call me names like your mother?”
“I can call you worst. You savage. You monster. You--.”
Suriyathep grabbed her tiny wrist and twisted her inward. Soysujung collided into his hard chest, and he held her there. “Say that again!”
“You savage. You mon--.” He claimed her smart mouth and plunged his tongue inside to punish that derogatory tongue of hers. And he pulled away and magicked his two upturn fangs out at her. Then gave her a crooked grin and swooned in again at her silent mouth. This time, he made use of his fangs to poke at her soft lips. He tasted blood and he sucked at her bleeding top lip. She was the sweetest nectar and her blood was giving him a high. And then he tasted her salty tears and pulled away.
Soysujung automatically brought the back of her hand wipe her to split and pouty lips. “My mother was right. You Yaks feed on humans and drink blood and use your power to intimidated human. It’s all true. You’ve just proved it to me. You’re disgusting.”
“You don’t learn well, do you, spoil Princess, still calling me names. Well, know that your mother is a liar. I’ll just have to reeducate you.” He pulled her closer. “First, I’ll crush your heroic image of your mother. I bet she never told you how she came to know these ‘facts’ about us Yaks, did she?”
Jung stopped trying to pry her wrist loose. “What do you mean?”
He smiled. “Ah, you don’t know. Your mother and father didn’t tell you of their sins?”
“WHAT are you talking about?!!”
“Listen, my beautiful, your dear mother was the wife of a Yak and just no any Yak. She’s was the second human wife of my father.”
Jung froze, “Impossible.”
“It’s the truth.”
“No it can’t be.” In her mind, she remembered Suriyathep calling her mother step-mother.
“My father loved my mother until he traveled into your world and saw your mother. He was gone for a long time, and when he came back, he brought your mother here under my a love spell. You know, your mother change her mind the moment she found out what my father was. But he was already too in love with your beautiful mother.”
Soysujung let out a loud laugh, “Is this the truth?” She laughed some more, and look at him boldly, “My mother was a victim and she was imprisoned under a spell. No wonder she hates you Yak. Your father was a monster forcing my mother to stay with him. It’s your father’s fault that he loves my mother, and not your mother and you!”
Suriyathep started to join her in laughing; then he stopped abruptly, “My father didn’t love your mother. He was seduced by her beauty. Your mother made my mother died only a year afterward of a broken heart. And right after my mother’s death, my love-blind father was stupid to think that by now your mother would love him regardless of his identity, so he lifted the spell. And when your mother got her conscious back, she fled for the forest, where she met your father. My father went to chase your mother back, but he walked straight into his death. Your father murdered my father, took our family’s Yakfai sword. All of your happiness was at the expense of my family!”
“Your father’s negligence killed your mother. And my father was only saving him and my mother from your father’s wrath.”
“You’re in denial.”
She looked at him, “YOU’RE IN DENIAL!”
Suriyathep laughed, “My spy returned with news that your mother had seriously taken ill. Your weak father is looking after your mother. And your courageous brother is preparing troops to rage war on me.” He chuckled as if war was a funny matter.
“You want the Yakfai sword. Let me go, my father will give it to you.”
Suriyathep laughed louder, “That’s too easy, my beautiful. If it was merely the Yakfai sword I wanted, why didn’t I just take you hostage at your palace and get the sword quicker. Why? Because it’s you I wanted.” He watched the surprise in her take form, “You see. You are the most precious treasure of your mother. I take you, I take her life.”
Soysujung wanted to strangle that face. “You—You--.” Suriyathep brought his face right up to hers, flashed his fang, daring her to call him something foul, so he can take her mouth again. Instead, Soysujung lunged all of worth at him to throw him off and freed herself. “I’m not going to be your victim.”
“When I want something, my beautiful, I get it.”
“You’re never going to get me!”
“You bet?” Suriyathep raised his handsome brows. He started to walk up to her, but she inched back further into the edge of the cliff. He realized that she was out too far and reached out to grab her from falling off, but he was too late. And unknown sensations erupted in him, and without thinking or hesitating, he jumped after her.