My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Ezra sat on the edge of the bed, his blindfolded face turned toward the floor.

His hands rested on his knees, fingers curling and uncurling as if trying to grasp something intangible but there was nothing there.

Olivia sat beside him, her hand lightly brushing his arm. He focused on her presence, using it to ground himself in reality.

If not for her, he was sure he'd be overwhelmed by the storm of thoughts raging in his mind.

"You've been quiet." Olivia said softly in concern. "Quieter than usual."

Ezra exhaled slowly, leaning back slightly.

"It's hard not to be." He admitted. "The Monarchy doesn't trust me. Akiko doesn't trust me. I don't even know if I can blame them for it."

"Not only am I an anomaly created in the Society, I'm also connected to the death of three relic holders. As if that wasn't enough, I appeared out of nowhere as a prince. I would be suspicious of me too."

Olivia shifted closer at his words, her hand now resting on his shoulder.

"Don't say that. They don't know you the way I do." She said. "They're afraid of what you've done, but that doesn't mean you're not worthy of their trust."

Ezra turned his head slightly, as if he could meet her eyes through the blindfold. It was times like these that made him wish his eyes were actually working.

"That's just it." He said as if that was the answer to everything.

"They're afraid because they know what I've done, or at least parts of it. And they're right to be afraid."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

If they only knew what he was planning to do in the future, they'd kill him now and be done with it.

"But it wasn't like you went out of your way to do those things." Olivia countered. "You've only ever tried to protect the people you care about."

"That's what matters."

Ezra chuckled bitterly. "Intentions don't erase consequences. And the consequences of Faewall…" He trailed off, his hands clenching into fists.

"If I tell them the truth, it 'might' earn me their trust. But it could also destroy any chance we have of securing our future."

Olivia's hand tightened on his shoulder. "Then the question becomes, what's more important? Keeping the truth to yourself or taking the risk for our child's future?"

Ezra sighed, his posture slumping slightly. "I don't know, Olivia."

"I've been running scenarios in my head all day. None of them end well."

"If I tell them what happened in Faewall, they'll definitely see me as a threat. The ability to freeze time? The ability to hide anything? The ability to kill with a touch?"

He scoffed.

"None of them matter in the face of the ability to change the way the world works. Now, because of me, the fourth ringed ability doesn't work anymore! Doesn't that scare you?!"

"It brings up the question of what else can I change? After all, I can see the weave."

"I can study it…"

"I can change it."

"That's enough to make me the greatest threat to both the Monarchy and the Society."

"If I keep it to myself, they'll never trust me, and we'll be stuck in this limbo forever."

He sighed.

He knew that only those with his eyes could see the weave. He wasn't even sure if there were any abilities that could see the weave, including the relic that could reveal anything, Omnia.

That was why he needed the weave. It was important to make what he wanted a reality. Explore more adventures at empire

Olivia leaned into him, her head resting lightly against his shoulder. "You're not alone in this, Ezra." She said gently.

"We'll figure it out together. But you have to decide what you're willing to risk."

For a long moment, they sat in silence. Ezra took a moment to enjoy it. He wasn't sure there'll be times like these in the near future.

After a moment, he finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "I don't want our child to grow up in fear."

"I don't want them to inherit my mistakes."

Olivia's hand moved to rest on her belly, a small, reassuring gesture. "Then we fight for them." She said. "We fight for their future. Whatever that takes."

Ezra nodded slowly in agreement. "You're right. Hiding won't solve anything."

"If I want to secure our future, I need to face this head-on."

"You don't have to do it alone." Olivia reminded him. "We'll be with you every step of the way."

He turned toward her, reaching out to brush a hand against her cheek. "Why are there times when I feel like I don't deserve you?" He said softly.

"No." Olivia said, smiling softly at him. "You deserve so much more than you give yourself credit for."

Ezra chuckled as he leaned forward, pressing his forehead gently against hers.

For a moment, the world felt smaller, quieter, and less… wicked.

Then, he uttered the words.

"I love you, Olivia."

"I love you too, Ezra Matten." Olivia replied.

After a few moments of enjoying the tenderness, Ezra straightened, a plan on his mind.

"Red will soon be back from her walk." He said. "I'll talk to her about this too. She deserves to know what I'm planning."

"And what are you planning?" Olivia asked, her tone gentle but curious.

Ezra took a deep breath. "I'm going to tell them. The Monarchy, Akiko, whoever needs to hear it. I'll tell them what they need to hear."

Olivia's brows lifted slightly, but she didn't interrupt.

"If I keep hiding, they'll always see me as a threat. But if I tell them what they need to hear, maybe… just maybe, they'll give me a chance."

"And if they don't?" Olivia asked softly.

Ezra exhaled, a fire growing in his gut. "Then we'll find another way."

"But I can't keep running from this. Not if I want to build a life for us. For our child."

Olivia reached for his hand, intertwining their fingers. "I'm with you." She said simply.

"No matter what happens."