The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride
Chapter 365: Losing your temper

Chapter 365: Losing your temper

Kneeling in the garden, Venus plucked a delicate flower from the ground, her fingers brushing over the petals. She had hoped that by doing this simple task, she might finally push aside the memory of the kiss Odin had given her, one she knew he had done just to get under her skin. Yet, as she reached the last petal, she frowned at its silent message: ’I have feelings for him.’ With a sigh, she tossed the flower away and slowly rose to her feet.

Shaking her head as if to clear her thoughts, Venus muttered, "Why can’t I stop thinking about it? I need to find something, anything, to occupy my mind, or I’ll keep dwelling on this." Determined, she made her way back into the house, only to freeze in her tracks when she saw Griffin and Odin inside.

The sight of Odin, in particular, made her heart race, and she felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. The last thing she wanted was to face him now, so she tried to quietly slip away, hoping they hadn’t noticed her.

But before she could escape, Griffin’s voice called out, "Miss Venus, where are you going?" His words halted her retreat, forcing her to stop in her tracks.

Norman and Rhea exchanged glances before turning their attention to their daughter. "Venus, they’re here to tell us about Elliot. He may be returning soon," Rhea said with a warm smile.

Venus’s eyes lit up with delight at the news. She quickly walked over to the sofa, eager to hear more. "When will Elliot be back?" she asked, her curious gaze fixed on Griffin. She purposely avoided looking at Odin, knowing that his piercing eyes always made her uneasy.

"Probably by next week," Griffin replied.

"That’s wonderful to hear," Venus responded, a genuine smile spreading across her face.

"But there are certain things that need to be kept in mind," Odin interjected, his tone was both serious and authoritative. "A newly turned vampire struggles to control their bloodlust. You all need to be cautious. We believe it’s best if Elliot isn’t in this house during the night, as that’s when vampires are most active."

Griffin nodded in agreement, his expression mirroring the concern that was beginning to spread across the faces of the Wilson family.

Norman, ever the practical one, considered the situation carefully. "Then it may be necessary to keep Elliot in a separate house," he mused aloud.

"I can take him in at my place," Odin offered, his voice calm but firm. "It would be wise to keep him away from human colonies while he’s still learning to control his blood urges."

Venus, who had been quietly processing the conversation, suddenly spoke up. "What about you, Griffin? I think Elliot would be more comfortable with you," she suggested, her eyes meeting Griffin’s.

"I would have, but I’m usually busy with work and often away from home," Griffin replied, casting a quick glance at Odin before adding in a lower voice, "Take good care of Elliot."

Odin’s eyes lingered on Venus, who avoided his gaze, focusing on something else in the room.

"We should leave," Odin said, standing up from his seat. Both Norman and Rhea also rose, offering to see them out.

"It’s fine," Odin replied, declining the offer as he headed toward the door. Griffin gave a polite smile and quickly followed Odin outside.

As soon as they were alone, Rhea turned to her daughter with a concerned expression. "Why did you say that, Venus? Odin was only trying to help us. What he’s done for our family is beyond words. We should always be grateful to him," she gently advised.

"I understand, Mother," Venus replied, her voice soft, though a hint of reluctance lingered in her tone.

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"It seems Venus is upset with you," Griffin remarked, settling comfortably into the carriage. "Don’t you think it’s because you’ve been treating her so coldly?" he mused, a hint of teasing in his tone.

Odin’s expression darkened as he clenched his fists, struggling to keep his anger in check. "Stay quiet, Griffin. She always gets on my nerves. There are no feelings attached," he snapped, his voice edged with frustration.

Griffin’s lips curled into an amused smirk. "You’ve always been the calm one, Odin. Losing your temper isn’t something I’ve ever seen from you. It seems Venus has managed to push your buttons in a way no one else ever has," he observed, clearly entertained by the situation.

"Are you enjoying this?" Odin asked, his tone sharp.

"No," Griffin denied, but the slight curve of his lips betrayed him.

"You are," Odin countered, his eyes narrowing.

Griffin heaved a deep sigh, leaning back in his seat. "Odin, even if I am enjoying this, why should it bother you? After all, you just claimed you don’t even like Venus," he said with a smile that was more of a challenge than reassurance.

Odin turned silent and closed his eyes. He didn’t wish to talk about Venus anymore.

"It’s hard to admit the feelings we carry. But once he do that, the process after that is simple," Griffin pronounced with a smile.

Odin opened his eyes and found out he was now looking outside the window.

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"What?" King Esmond was stunned to hear that Rienna had agreed to uphold the initial rules set for the witches.

Magnus couldn’t hide the pride in his eyes as he glanced at his wife. "Father, Alora succeeded in convincing the witches to accept the terms," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "It wasn’t easy, but she managed to secure their agreement, ensuring peace between our people and the witches."

"Your Majesty, Rienna has sent a message for you. She said she would personally apologize to you and also be a part of the meeting, where His Majesty had initially invited her," Alora informed him.

"That’s so wonderful to hear! Alora, you are truly amazing. What we couldn’t do, we all did. How am I supposed to thank you?" King Esmond asked.

"Your Majesty, please don’t thank me. You should thank your son, who entrusted me with this task," Alora stated with a smile while glancing at Magnus.