CHAPTER CDLXXXIV

(THAT SIMPLE DREAD)

“JOHN KARLO BARRON.”

The name that she utters in full. The one that she currently playing around. And as the Mistress of time she is having the time of her life, in this kind of entertainment that she very much finds herself fond of.

“Right?”

With her signature smile that she draws unto her face, she watches her current game unfolds into the stance and side of his prey, JK.

“Good morning, Daniela.” She greeted without a smile as she looks beside and both ends asking, “He’s not here.”

Asking for that one as JK smirk quite piss, for the person he does not hate nor like in any way possible. The hunter with the same bloodline as the maiden, their clubs' president, yet the possessive cousin, is the one by which JK forever finds himself not trusting.

“He will be,” Daniela assures knowing everything.

Taking a nod as an agreement, they five took the steps inside the 2nd gate of the grand Academy and to the path that leads to the separate building that no one ‘normal’ co