The operation started. Akira was the bait, while Leon and Loren were to wait and ambush the damphir in the bar. They just arrived at the parking lot of the bar. Akira was seated in the passenger seat, unbuckling her seatbelt. “Be careful, Akira.” Suddenly, Leon left after saying that. Akira was gazing after him and felt strange. It kept happening, the sudden unwelcome feelings again. She shrugged her thoughts and soon left the car with Loren, who had heard what had just happened. “It’s best if you two are on the bar's upper level so that you guys can see me on the dance floor. I’ll be directing the attention on me so you’ll easily see me.” Akira had said, tucking the strand of her hair on her ear. Loren nodded, while Leon did not respond and only stared at her. That made Akira gulped and then looked away. “Let’s see each other after this….” Akira said and finally left the two. As usual, it was noisy inside the bar. But unlike before, when Akira visited here, she felt somethin
Leon was sitting on the chair beside the bed where Akira was lying unconscious. He looked at her helplessly as he slowly held her hands. He immediately felt that warmth that he had dreamt of before. Leon then leaned in, and with both his hands now, he held her hand tight. “Wake up, Akira. Please,” he whispers as he shuts his eyes. It has been two days since Akira fell unconscious on the day of their mission. After restraining the target damphir in the parking lot, Leon immediately goes after Akira, only to find her in a fight with the dark damphir. And that's when Leon made himself a shield to protect her. But… “I'm sorry I couldn't protect you well," he whispered again. Tiredness could be seen on his face. He has bloodshot eyes, a sign that he cried for some time. His droopy shoulders replaced his well-mannered posture. He stayed in that position for a minute until he gazed at Akira's face when he felt a gaze. His eyes stopped at the golden eyes that were looking at him. A colo
[At the castle inside the Riparian Zone] “Leon, my son.” A stern voice greeted Leon as soon as he stood before his so-called father, sitting in the swivel chair. The room was dark, and his father's face couldn't be seen. Only the blood-red eyes were visible, as if it was a monster lurking in the meadow. Leon didn't respond. He had no will to do so, especially since he didn't consider the man in front of him his father. He can't accept the fact that his father is none other than the vicious man bearing the title of the “tyrant vampire king.” Raellus Night Hale, the 99th king of Hale's vampire royalties. The tyrant who overthrew the previous king— with his power alone and his loyal subordinate. He is an egotistical power-crazed vampire king. And Leon, being the tyrant's bastard son, makes him the castle's laughing stock for being the only half-blood vampire. Leon Rai Hale, the first son of Raellus and the next heir to the throne. Since he's a half-blood, his physical appearance is n
[At the Clemente's Mansion, Akira's House] The lights were flickering the moment Akira entered the house. Her white sneakers had blood on them. There were no sounds; everything was dead silence aside from her heavy breathing. Tears started to stream down her cheeks, along with the cold sweat from anxiousness and fear. The white-colored house was covered with blood; stains were everywhere as if marking the agony and despair of the humans that were killed. Her trembling knees didn't give up until she arrived at the house's back garden. It was then that her already trembling hands covered her mouth. And as if her feet became numb, she fell on her knee. Her eyes were wide open at the scene in front of her. The scenery that used to be beautiful in her memory was now painted red. “A-ah! N-no! No! Rue!---” Akira opened her eyes, cold sweat streaming down her face. Her eyes were blurry, with tears visible as if she had a nightmare. It took her a minute to recover from the scene in her dr
The loud music of the nightclub greeted Akira as soon as she walked in, which is expected for a lounge. As she scanned the area, she found luxurious interiors and wealthy individuals, as well as different lights that seemed to dance in time with the music, with the occasional dimming of the surroundings, which she liked. ‘Asaiah night bar.’ Raikan City's only famous nightclub. It is notable because it cannot be touched by authorities, even though numerous criminal activities occur here. Name it; it doesn't matter if it is drugs, violence, or human trafficking. Akira walked right up to the bar counter and glanced at the men and women shouting and dancing in the center of the bar. They're behaving strangely, which she finds enticing as the smoke causes the surroundings to become hazier over time. “What's yours, Miss?” the bartender asked. “Ten glasses of manhattan.” After a few minutes of receiving her order, the bartender handed her the glasses of liquor she had asked for. Akira s
Akira opened her eyes sleepily. She groaned when her head suddenly spun and ached as if it was about to split open— a hangover. “Ali…” She called sleepily, but there was no response. She sat and scanned the surroundings to find Ali, But instead of finding her, she realized that the room was unfamiliar. The room is pretty big and has a fashionable style and furniture. The ones that caught Akira's eyes were the picture frames with no pictures and books that were arranged well on the mini bookshelves. “This is not my room.” She whispered to herself in panic. A soft plumpy black sheet covered her, and when she removed it, her eyes widened. “Why are my clothes….” She said in disbelief. Her clothes changed into oversized white sleeves and a familiar scent, yet she couldn't pinpoint what it was. Next to her, a black tuxedo is lying as if it belonged to a person. ‘Tonight… I'll make an exception.’ She suddenly remembered the line of the man she danced with. Her heart started to beat a
Akira looked at Leon with a suspicious look. Her expression from earlier with trust changed drastically to distrust and anger towards him. The vampire prince in front of her—who is supposedly living in the Riparian zone. Her intuition is correct that vampires can somewhat escape the zone. Her heart suddenly thumps from anxiety, albeit faint. Akira also thought and was wary that Leon might be responsible for the women missing in the city. ‘Is he a vampire pervert who mates with humans?’ ‘Should I just kill him?’ Akira grinned at her evil thoughts. It's perfect timing for her; a prince who will be the next king of the vampires getting killed by a human is enough to entice her. ‘A pact without a leader is bound to collapse anyway.’ But what stopped her killing instinct was the image of her grandfather. ‘Damn it!’ Akira took a deep breath and looked at Leon, “You said you have a deal with me? Before I hear it, let me ask you a question.” “Alright.” Leon agreed, which made Akir
“What are you doing here, Miss Akira?” The voice of a man with forest-green eyes was the first thing Akira heard when the man got out of the black car. “You took your time coming here, Mr. Seneca. An hour!” Akira said in her sarcastic voice. She fans her face, which is blushing red because she stayed too long outside. Seneca Rigel Dawn, her competent and reliable secretary, walks toward her, holding a white umbrella. He is the one Akira had called. Seneca, who looks confused, turns his head to Leon, who is smiling at him. He immediately avoided him. “If I may ask, who is this man?” Seneca asked with his composed voice. Even though he knew who Leon was, he pretended not to know. “Ah, that man. He's the vampire crown prince.” Akira responded nonchalantly. She took the umbrella from Seneca and walked towards the car without waiting for a reply. She couldn't wait to leave the goddamn place far from the city. She's irritated as to why a vampire should carry her! As soon as she go