The Vampire Prince's Blindfolded Bride Chapter 391-395

Chapter 391: Griffin’s Past 2
Griffin’s eyes locked onto the gleaming sword in the man’s hand, knowing what was coming but he was powerless to stop it. With a swift, brutal motion, the blade was driven into his abdomen.

A sharp pain tore through his body, and blood spilled from his mouth as he doubled over, gasping. The leader and his men burst into cruel laughter, their mocking voices echoing through the night.

“Pray to the Lord that I didn’t skin you alive, Griffin,” the leader sneered, his voice dripping with malice. “You and your filthy family owed me a lot of money.”

Gritting his teeth against the pain, Griffin reached out with a trembling hand, gripping the man’s boot. “I will haunt you to death,” he muttered, his voice weak but filled with venom. “Remember my words.”

The leader only chuckled, a twisted grin spreading across his face. He viciously kicked Griffin’s shoulder, then pressed down hard on the gaping wound, causing a fresh wave of agony to surge through Griffin’s body. “The poor don’t have the power to dominate. Keep that in mind,” the leader said, his voice cold and final. “Now die and join your family in the afterlife.”

Satisfied, the leader turned away, ordering his men to withdraw, leaving Griffin to bleed out alone in the desolate forest.

As the pain coursed through him, Griffin looked up at the dark, starless sky, tears streaming down his face. Despair weighed heavily on his chest, more suffocating than the wound itself. “Why?” he whispered, his voice breaking. “Wh-why did you do this to us?” He questioned the heavens, his faith shattered, searching for answers from a God if he existed.