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Chapter 21
‘King?’ Layla’s curiosity surged up when she heard what the stranger referred her master. ‘Is he like the king of the kingdom? A demon like him?’ She moved her gaze between both men while trying to comprehend their conversation. She was forced to look away and laugh when she spotted their naked lower body which made her feel embarrassed for them. Truly, when her eyes were covered before, she never thought about genitals and genders but when she met Zev who couldn’t avoid getting himself naked whenever he shifted, she began to realize what the word ‘consciousness’ meant.
“Fovre? I don’t recall hearing that name before. What is that? A clan of lowly guard wolves abandoned by the weres?” Zev raised a brow at Lucian. He was clearly looking down at him despite him showing respect. Layla thought her master was born narcissistic, and she couldn’t help him with that. No, when she had no idea how other people were supposed to act and live their lives. She had already too muc
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“Me?” Layla voiced out when the men looked in her direction. “H-hey! I’m still stuck in here because of you. You can’t just point your finger at me like I am some kind of vicious woman.” Layla turned to her master with begging eyes. She needed to start acting, or she wouldn’t be able to witness another sunrise in her life. She knew exactly how Zev handle things and ‘ killing’ was not something hard for him to decide depending on his mood. “Master, say something. I have no idea what he was talking about. Please don’t give me that look,” her voice went soft when she noticed him glaring at her.“Right. I always wanted to ask you this, little Layla. Were you sent here to kill me instead of getting killed?”Layla shook her head repeatedly. She felt intimidated by the man’s voice. If she’d say anything that would displease him, she could guess what he’d do to her. “I know nothing except that I was fed by poison for years. I also told you about it, Master.
Midnight Feast Chapter 23
The sound of crickets and owls from the surrounding forest at night was as loud as the frogs croaking during rainy days. The moon was hidden behind the clouds, slowly blown by the wind. It was almost midnight, three hours since Zev put Layla to bed. It had been that long for him to endure the soft whimpers coming from her. She would yap and yip some time then suddenly grunt. Like an adorable young pup she was, Zev tolerated her. But his patience had its limit. When Layla started nibbling on his bare chest, he was forced to push her away while kneading his brows.“Layla, stop what you’re doing.” His voice was calm and calculated but with a hint of agitation. Zev was in deep thought about the possible purpose why the blood tribe wanted his person when the said lady disrupted him. “I’ll throw you outside if you won’t stop,” he murmured when Layla reached out for his hair and pulled them softly. ‘It turns out she’s now recovered. Hah, she might think she’s desperate and
Midnight Feast Chapter 24
Layla’s words rang inside Zev’s head. It was like a bell that kept ringing and stirring his brain. He looked at the lady’s innocent face. She was still waiting for his response which made him feel more awkward.‘How can she blatantly say that? Was it an invitation? A warning? A threat?!’ He couldn’t comprehend her motive by what she said. Furthermore, his hands were still on her body as he hovered over her. Zev swore he had no idea how to make things more uncomfortable.“Master, your face is red,” Layla said upon noticing his reddened face. Why wouldn’t his face become red? His blood probably rushed thus it turned red. And it was all because of her stupid statement.“Master?” she called him again. Zev threw her a menacing look, and he hoped that she understood why he was like that, or he could just throw her out again and feed her to the lions instead of w
Midnight Feast Chapter 25
The smooth texture of the white, cotton shirt tucked inside the khaki, wool pants was a breath of refreshment for Layla who used to wear rags. She tied her long, dark brown hair in a ponytail and checked herself once more in front of the mirror before leaving the room. A bright smile appeared on her face as she walked down the staircase headed to the huge, empty living room.“Oh,” she quietly exclaimed when she saw her master conversing with another man. The men looked in her direction, and she gave them a forced smile with a timid greeting saying ‘hi’.“Come over here, little Layla.” Zev gestured his hand, calling her to sit beside him.Layla nodded her head and walked to sit on his side. She held her head and was surprised to be welcomed by the sharp look in her master’s eyes. “Did… did I make you wait that long?” she asked with weary written all over her fac
Midnight Feast Chapter 26
The blazing sunlight could burn the skin yet Layla seemed to enjoy the day without any dangers coming her way yet. With the pouch she carried along, she hummed a random melody she thought was pleasant to listen to. The time was moving fast, and she still had no idea where exactly she would go.“Ah! Thank goodness my wounds were healed though I don’t know how it was possible. But this map is really hard to understand. How can I find the herb?” Layla muttered while studying the map in her hands after deciding to take a short break. She sat on the giant tree root while leaning her back on its trunk. Her brows furrowed deeper as she continued staring at the hand-drawn map made by her master. “Hmm… that man said that I could find the herb as long as I don’t leave the borders. So it could be anywhere on this forest,” she said, staring more closely at the piece of paper that Zev gave her before she left the mansion.&nb
Midnight Feast Chapter 27
Layla didn’t know what went wrong with her escape plan. She disregarded the distance she walked towards the south just to run away from the strangers she met. She thought everything went according to her strategy, but she was more than surprised to see her pursuers waiting for her ahead. Her mind was not only confused but was also running out of ideas about why she was still followed.The flood brought her to another part of the forest. The water receded like its only purpose was to distribute a little amount on every part of the woods. Layla found herself lying on the ground with her back. And when she opened her eyes, the last people she wanted to see were there, staring at her while waiting until she could finally grasp her situation.“Hoho~ we met again, little girl,” the red-haired man muttered while smiling at her. His smile wasn’t kind at all, and she had to reason to return it, so she gave him a scowl- the kind she always saw painted on her
Midnight Feast Chapter 28
“Is that Layla?” Zev mumbled to himself when he heard the high-pitched familiar scream. He knew for sure that aside from his little stupid, no other woman was in the whole peninsula. “Lucian, make sure to make the trap you set work properly,” he reminded the man who was quietly doing whatever he said.“Layla should be somewhere on the river,” the white-haired said and headed to the nearby river just a few meters ahead. “Prepare yourself, those intruders should be giving her a hard time. I want her alive, not dead,” was what Zev said before rushing to his destination, leaving the other who didn’t have enough time to respond anything.‘This should be it,’ Zev thought while looking around. There was no trace of interruption in the movement of water on the river and no signs of Layla yet.“AHH!” It was Layla’s scream from above that caught his attention. Zev quickly raised his head to check only to see the lady whom he thought was stupi
Midnight Feast Chapter 29
Wet hair and soaked clothes didn’t hinder Zev when facing the men sent by the blood clan. He carried the unconscious lady under the nearby tree as he waited for the enemy’s spies to attack. He thought it wouldn’t be a big deal at all since he believed he was always the strongest, and he would remain to be until the end of his existence. His mind was set to boost his pride and ego, and he spent years alone reflecting and appreciating his might and well-being. Zev Wesley was a narcissist molded by loneliness in his lifetime solitude. But Layla came and her feisty mouth seemed to break the invisible walls separating him from the rest of the world. Her presence was unique, like a precious gem that was yet to be discovered.‘Those blood-sucking demons need a beating. Hah, what do they call themselves again? Vampire?’ Zev wondered. He turned around to check the surroundings. He knew they were being watched.“Watch over her, Lucian,” Zev ordered while gent
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