MasukAfter leaving the ancient Vampire Academy, I spent a year hiding in the neutral zone with my mentor, an alchemist obsessed with sunlight resistance. No Senate laws. No secret family protection. My father is one of the Five Original Progenitors. Terrified I'd let some rogue sweet-talk me into a reckless blood pact, he forced a marriage on me. The groom? Julian Vance, Lord of the Crimson Clan in Nightfall City. I had no choice. I went to pick out a sunlight cloak fit for a Lord's wife. A cloak immediately caught my eye—woven with gold thread and night-spider silk, glowing in the dim light. Just as my fingers brushed the fabric, a gratingly sweet voice cut in. "I want that one. Wrap it up." Before I could look up, the manager snatched the display box right out from under my nose. I stood up slowly. "Ever heard of first come, first served?" I asked coldly. "Put it back." The female vampire turned around, looking me up and down with pure disgust. "This cloak is half a million dollars. Can you even afford it, you potion-stinking half-breed?" She smirked. "Julian Vance and I grew up together. We are blood-bonded. In Nightfall City, my word is law." Her almighty Julian was my fiancé. We hadn't even met yet. I pulled out my phone and dialed his number. "Good evening, Julian. Your pretty little childhood sweetheart just stole my cloak for our bonding ceremony. Tell me, how should we settle this?"
Lihat lebih banyakOnly Julian and Victoria's pathetic, grating sobs echoed in the hall. After a long while, I finally put my glass down. The sharp clink of crystal against wood cut through the air. They instantly went quiet. They stared at me with terrified eyes. But beneath the fear, there was desperate hope. I gave a faint smile, but my voice held no warmth. "If my father hadn't shown up in time that day, would either of you have let me go?" The question hit them like a slap to the face. They froze. The color drained from their faces. Their mouths hung open, but no words came out. "Victoria," I turned my eyes to the woman who once treated me like dirt under her shoe. "Wasn't it your dream to be a Lord's wife?" She nodded uncontrollably. A delusional spark of hope still flickered in her eyes. "And you, Julian." I shifted my focus to him. My tone was mocking. "You defied your fiancé for her. You let her attack me, just to spoil her. You must really love her, right?" "I don't! I was just..." h
Kaelen and I were sipping warm blood-wine in the council hall at Nightshade Manor. The air was thick with suffocating tension. Aldous stood to the side, frozen like a statue. Every second was agonizing. Finally, footsteps broke the dead silence. Two Night Guards walked in. They dragged Julian and Victoria out. They had been tortured by the UV lights so badly they were charred and barely looked human. The moment Aldous saw his son, a brief flash of heartbreak crossed his face. But it was quickly replaced by cold fury and terror. He didn't rush forward to help him. Instead, he marched over, grabbed Julian by the back of the neck, and forced his head down toward me. "You bastard," he gritted his teeth. "Apologize!" Then, loud slaps echoed through the hall as he hit Julian across the face, over and over again. This wasn't a father disciplining his son. It was a brutal execution of punishment. "Speak! Apologize to Lady Elara right now!" he roared. Julian was completely broken.
After the two Clan leaders left, the hall was quiet again. I was about to pick up my book when another guard walked in. He looked a bit uneasy. "Lady Elara, the manager from the salon is outside. He says he's here to confess his sins. He's begging to see you..." I blinked, remembering that snobby manager. Kaelen looked at me and gave a mocking sneer. "Let him in. I'd love to hear what he has to 'confess'." A moment later, the manager stumbled in. He practically crawled across the floor. The second he reached me, he dropped to his knees and started bawling. "Forgive me, Lady Elara! I was blind! I didn't recognize who you were! Please, have mercy—spare my pathetic life!" He fumbled in his coat and pulled out a heavy bag. He held it up high with both hands. "This is everything I've saved over the years. I'll give it all to you. Please forgive me!" Seeing him groveling and practically kissing my boots, it was hard to believe this was the same arrogant manager from the salon. Ka
A week later, I finished healing at the Blood Spring and went back to Nightshade Manor. By then, almost every vampire in the country had heard the story of a certain Lord who made an unthinkable mistake. He offended the beloved daughter of the Senate's Supreme Lord, the highest ruler of the dark world. For days, everyone was holding their breath, watching the situation, terrified of making a wrong move. Kaelen and I were working out of the council hall at the manor for now. Honestly, this place had become the temporary center of power for the whole nation. That afternoon, I was sitting by the window reading an ancient magic tome. A Night Guard appeared in a puff of black mist and bowed. "Supreme Lord, Lady Elara. The leaders of the Obsidian and Onyx Clans request an audience." I glanced at Kaelen, who was sitting at the head of the hall. He had his eyes closed, looking completely relaxed. He didn't even open his eyes. He drawled lazily, "Let them in." Soon, two powerful figu












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