Chapter 3 I'm Not

LEILA CROSS

Fiancé?

My lips form an 'o when I realize that he's the one I need to marry. Even though I have a hunch, I'm still not sure. But he said it so. He's my Fiance.

It s still not clear to me how did he become my fiancé. I mean, Iris s fiancé because my soul is inside her body right now. And how did I die to come this far?

I can t remember how I died and reincarnated as the vampire bride of this man and as Iris brown.

I take a seat and watch him interrogate the trespasser who tried to kill me. What is the mystery behind all of this? why is Iris being hunted by those vampires? What s so special about her that they keep trying to kill her and all?

"How did you manage to enter my territory, little rat?" His voice sends me chills all over.

I m right that he is no ordinary and that he s stronger than me. I want to know why is Iris the one to be married to this guy. From sensing this body, it s still fresh from the formation of being a vampire.

It s still weak. I can feel it.

Is it an angel in disguise that I have so much information on how a vampire works? It s not that hidden to many that vampires do exist and I, as a former vampire hunter, knows that too well.

I clench my hands when I think of how did I die and enter this body. What happened before I woke up in this world? What happened to me and Iris?

The woman didn t say anything and just glare at the man who asks her.

"Ah, why did I even waste my time to you. Just die in my hands, little rat," he says and he lifts his right hand and electric blue light came out from it and it directs to the woman s neck.

The blue electric light surrounds the woman s neck and I expect that she ll die in a second but no.

I watch how her body shakes as the electric blue light wanders inside her body. Her eyes are wide open as the veins in her neck as well as her face are now visible in my eyes.

Her skin starts to turn black like her skin is burning even though no fire can turn her skin like that. His blue electric light is powerful enough to burn her like that.

I grimace how bad the smell of her skin burning. It s enough to make someone vomits like hell. But because I am trained, it has no effects on me at all.

How can he be this cruel? Can t he just kill that woman in an easy way?

I watch how the wind blew her ashes away from here.

"That s gross," I commented before looking at his way.

His blank and cold fa?ade is back. I can no longer sense any emotion from him unlike earlier when his strong desire to kill that woman reaches me.

His deep blue eyes are distracting. Of all parts of his body, I am more into his eyes. It holds so much emotion that it's enough to see the true you. But in his eyes, I can't see anything.

I can just see my reflection.

"Anyways, I just want to confirm something with you. Are you the one who took me here after that night?" I ask him while raising a brow. Still seating in a chair, I lift my head to look at him.

It's better to be this straightforward than to waste my time trying to make an excuse just to talk to him longer than what I plan. His presence alone can make me lose all my concentration and this is not good.

He walks until he s in front of me. He takes a seat in one of the chairs just right in front. His posture and movements seem to be calculated that I can't read him at all.

He's the only Vampire that I find mysterious and... Interesting.

"Yes," I nod my head when he confirms it by his answer. Still watching his every move, I silently take my guards up. He's a dangerous man. I need to watch my move as his eyes are telling me that even if he needs to wear a blindfold, he can still see me clearly like nothing's covering his eyes.

"Why?"

"You're my fiance," he nonchalantly says. I blink my eyes but I didn't tear my gaze away from him.

"It's clear to me now. But...," I trail off as I look straight into his eyes. I don't know why but his eyes can make me feel lost like I'm flying in the air.

The eyes that can pull me off my feet.

"Why would I marry you?" It's like a bomb is thrown right in front of him yet he didn't budge instead, he lets out a laugh.

Not a genuine but a playful one.

"You re the chosen one," I tilt my head when I hear his answer. Chosen one? Too cliche to mention.

"Why am I the chosen one? Who are you?" I ask trying to fish something out of him but it seems that I ll be having a hard time about it.

"Just simply the chosen one for me and it s kind of a tradition," I wait for him to add what he said but he keeps his silence.

I shrug my shoulder and stare at him.

I need to be careful around him. he must not know that I am not Iris he knew. Or does he even know Iris even before the wedding is planned?

This is the disadvantage. I don t know things that much that involve Iris s life.

Who is she in this world and to this guy?

I don t know his name yet but if I am right that Iris and this guy know each other, I m doomed.

This is killing me!

'Wyatt,

I manage to hide how my eyes widen when the woman s voice in my dream crosses in my mind again.

Is that his name?

"What if I don t want this wedding let alone, to marry you? What will happen?" I ask again when things are slowly getting awkward.

I don t know what to do in front of him. I still need to learn and grasp the situation for me to move around with ease.

In this kind of world where everything feels new and strange, I can only help myself and be ready for things to happen.

"Nothing…," I didn t know but I sigh in relief when I hear those words.

"But I found you interesting especially when you fought those vampires that night. And to add the fact that it s a tradition and you re the chosen one," I can tell that he's still have something to say but he's stopping himself.

What is it?

Did he watch me that time? Why? What is he doing there by the way?

"What?" I ask, still shock by what he said.

I can t still understand why the hell did I become the chosen one? This is really making me crazy.

"You heard what I said, Iris…," do I need to be used for others to call me with a different name?

I know that this body is Iris s but she s already gone and I was put in here. the mysteries that kept me alive, I still need to find that out.

I can t stay still knowing that there are things that were left behind as to why I was put here in this world and live a different identity.

I look at him as I think of those things. I hope he knew about this and help me unveil all those mysteries.

My death. Iris s Death. This marriage. All of it. Step by step.

"You cannot escape your fate, Iris…," the way the name Iris plays in his tongue made me feel strange. I don t want to name this strange feeling. This is not what I want to do with this body.

And the fact that...

I am Leila and not Iris.