If you are wondering how Zach messed with Nevea's mind, don't worry; I will explain it in a future chapter. Thank you for reading my book.
After Nevea's last meeting with Sara, everything went well in her life. She enjoyed her mundane routine. Today was supposed to be the day Vlassta announced the group for the annual test. That was why hunters with experience of fewer than ten years gathered in the hallway, facing the big screen hanging on the wall. "I have a bad feeling," Lola whispered to her. Ever since Cristy and Nevea's confrontation, wariness never left Lola, even for a second. Nevea pinched Lola's arm playfully. "Don't worry. Nothing will happen." She turned her head in Raven's direction and smiled at him as she knew Raven was also worried about her. "But I—" Lola's words were cut short by the crowd's loud shout of cheer and annoyance. The screen had changed from pitch black to white, showing a list of names. There were ten different groups, and Nevea fell into group B with Cristy and Ryan. While Lola was in group E along with Raven and someone she had never heard of. Below the group name was the location for
Moving from Nevea, Zach observed Cristy and Ryan from another monitor. Those two people behaved sneakily. Soon two other people joined them, and Zach was certain they were cooking something stupid in their empty brains. The two people who joined Cristy and Ryan were two men with distinct features. The shorter man was bald, and the big man had long brown hair tied neatly in a bun. Zach zoomed in and looked at them closely. "Unregistered vampires, huh," Zach muttered. His fingers stroked his chin, thinking about what those hunters could be thinking. He would not bother with them as long as they did not mess with Nevea.Cristy grinned when she saw the two vampires in front of her. She could already imagine Nevea's sound of agony filling this empty forest. It would be her music theme for her victory. Just a little more and Nevea's existence on earth would remain a memory, but only if she were fortunate enough to live in someone's mind. Thinking about that made Cristy's body tremble from
The bald one struck an attack on her stomach while the other one held her neck captive. Their fangs bared, and eyes glowed red as the sweetest aroma of Nevea's blood invaded their nostrils. They were confident that Nevea was one of those who had high-quality blood, one that tasted heavenly. "I don't know your problem with that woman, but I will give you quick death after tasting your blood." The man with hair styled in a bun said. Nevea spit at his face; anger was palpable on her face. "I am not going to die. It's you." After saying that, she planted her blade on the vampire's neck, stabbing him repeatedly without mercy. Blood spurred to her face, yet she did not mind. Her goal was clear; she wanted the man before her to fall on her feet. The bald man was angered at Nevea's action. He jumped on her and slapped her cheeks, worsening Nevea's small wound on her lips; fresh blood flowed from the injury. "How dare you, human!" The bald man yelled. He eyed his partner lying on the ground
Around nine in the evening, Brett Floyd came to the hollow wood. He met Romy, the ground guard, at the forest entrance gate. “Evening, Mr. Floyd.” Romy greeted Brett politely. He averted Brett’s gaze. “Evening,” Brett replied. He looked at the wild forest shortly and spoke again. “I presume nothing bad happened, right?” “Yes. Everything is perfect, Mr. Floyd.” Romy let a lie slip out of his mouth. Besides two unregistered vampires that invaded the ground, nothing else happened. He believed the young vampire named Cristy would not do anything stupid. “Very well. Let’s check the ground then.” They strolled in the forest. Looking for the sign of the three hunters. The pungent smell of blood assaulted their senses as they got deeper into the woods. Several lifeless bodies were scattered on the damp soil. Brett paid no attention to those things, as it was expected to happen. Brett looked at his notes to see who was on the ground. “Cristy, Ryan, Nevea!” He yelled. However, his scream m
Nevea's eyelids quiver ever-so-slightly, adjusting to the light that entered her vision. Her hands instantly lifted to cover her eyes, but her movement was restrained. Then her eyes flung open, observing the strange environment she was in. Something heavy was on her belly, which forced her to look, and she found a muscular hand. Nevea jerked her head to the side; shock engulfed her to see Zach sleeping soundly beside her. Nevea brushed his hand off and attempted to escape, but her slight movement awakened Zach. Nevea swore when that man blinked; a thought flashed in her mind that he was illegally the perfect man who ever existed. But she pushed the unruly idea at the back of her mind. "Why am I here?" Nevea asked calmly, although her heart was anything but peaceful."You are hurt. Sleep more." Zach tried to reach her hand, but the woman slipped away. "Don't move too hard, or you'll hurt your hand." He pointed at the chain that was attached to the bedpost. Nevea was so engrossed in
Once Zach had left the room, Nevea never saw him again for three days. It was almost like he had vanished from the world. Alone in the room, Nevea had nothing to do except sleep and ate. A young woman occasionally visited her to bring the food and helped wash her body. She was not treated poorly. On the contrary, all her necessities were high quality, especially the food. She would never get to taste heavenly food other than from this place. Regardless of those treatments, anger had not subsided in her; it only grew with each passing second. Nevea kept pulling her hands forward, making them clink loudly. Strangely, she found that sound had a calming effect on her. Although her wrist was scratched and bled multiple times due to her action, she ignored it. The pain was her escape to avoid thinking about her reality. Her current situation was a complete and utter nightmare. She could not do anything to escape since she had no knowledge about her surroundings. Even if she tried, Zach or
Inside the room, the rogues were poised to attack, their eyes fixed on her with a sinister hunger. Anticipation hung in the air like a noose, and their saliva pooled on the ground like oil, repulsing her. She tilted her neck left and right, easing the tension from too much sleeping. When the rogues heard Nevea's faint sound, they roared with fury and pounded toward her. She sprinted away, her eyes flicking across the room, frantically seeking a weapon she could use. When her gaze locked on a gun lying on the ground behind one of the rogues, she didn't hesitate before going for it.Behind the door, Zach sat crossed-legged, waiting patiently as he listened to Nevea's grunt and heavy breath due to her fight. His hand raised to hide a wicked smile across his face as he heard the low groan of rogues. It was entrancing, more captivating than a classic piece from a renowned musician. Then he heard her voice, strong and fierce. "Come here, fucker!" Her cursing was like a poem to him. Crazy?
Raven paced back and forth in front of Logan's office. He had been waiting three days to hear news of the fate of his friend Nevea – since Vlassta had announced Cristy and Ryan were dead.The hunters began speculating who was behind the incident. Although death during the annual test was not uncommon, it still brought much light to the issue. They were already pointing fingers at Nevea, demanding that when she was found, she had to be punished immediately. That was why Raven was worried sick. If Nevea walked from the gate of Vlassta alive, she would be deemed a suspect. No one would want to welcome her except him and Lola. If Nevea were to be punished according to the law, she would get a death sentence for killing her fellow hunters. Raven's heart raced as he saw Lola step out of Logan's office. He rushed towards her, desperate for news. "What did he say?" he asked urgently. Lola looked away and sadly shook her head; her shoulders slumped in defeat. "There is no news yet, and when