Clara removed the duvet covering her body and then rolled out of bed, feeling exhausted and groggy. As she got up, she stumbled towards the bathroom to wash her face, her eyes still puffy from crying. Opening the tap water in the sink, she sprinkled some of the running water on her face with both hands, hoping to feel refreshed. "Why do I keep having nightmares?" she asked her reflection in the mirror, her voice trembling with fear and confusion. She splashed the water on her head from her blonde hair to the rest of her face, then dried it up with a face towel, trying to calm herself down. Meanwhile, her mom, Dr. Ellen, was at the door stairs in the kitchen making breakfast, her mind still reeling from her encounter with her long-lost lover, Damian. She tried her best to focus on her cooking, but her hands were shaking as she cracked the eggs, her heart still racing with emotions. She was baking some cake in the oven and had eggs waiting to be fried also. She was busy with her kitc

"I promise... but what do you think they want again this time?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry. "He said they want my end. I think they want to finish what their ancestors couldn't 300 years ago – to end the great reign of Eric Damian," he said plainly. "But that's impossible, right? I mean, you are immortal and all that. They surely know they stand no chance coming up against you," Vivian said, her voice filled with disbelief and confusion. "Well, they are no fools. Something really strange is happening in this town. Witches hate vampires, especially witches from the Red Spider coven. They view vampires as a great plague on the earth, and they would not hesitate to kill one when they have the chance... but clearly, the man that attacked you and is pretending to be me is a vampire, and he is clearly working with the witches. A vampire, a member of the Red Spider Coven? I never thought I would see such a day," Damian said, his voice laced with shock and disbelief. "So, what

Lara walked straight to meet Lucian, placing the pipe into his mouth before lighting it up for him. As she made to leave, Lucian drew her closer to his body by pulling her waist towards him. His hand gradually moved down her body until he grabbed hold of one of her butt cheeks, squashing it, while staring into Adams' eyes. The latter reacted to what was happening with a deep swallow of saliva, feeling a mix of shock and discomfort. He drew on the pipe, the smoke curling around her face as he puffed it out in circles before giving her a passionate kiss. The kiss ended with him smacking her butt, leaving her feeling both excited and apprehensive. “You so so sweet Lara dear,” he said, his voice husky with desire as he continued puffing his pipe. Just then, one of his men entered the room, interrupting their intimate moment. “My Alpha, we have located Rodriguez's hideout,” the man said. Lucian's expression hardened, and a wicked smile spread across his face. “Get the car ready. Adams, g

“Wow... It makes a whole lot of sense," Clara said with a hint of surprise, her eyes widening slightly. "So you were wrong when you said Damian doesn't have a heart. He clearly does, that's why he felt pity and regret for what he did, even though it wasn't entirely his fault since he was cursed and all." Mathias nodded slightly, his lips pressed into a thin line. "I guess you are right about that," he said, his voice low and thoughtful. “But why did the people tell a false history of the event?" Clara asked, her brow furrowing in confusion. “I guess they were ashamed of what they did to their own people, when they realized what they had done," Mathias explained, his voice tinged with sadness. "So they just blamed everything on the big bad vamp." "Alright, I think we should start going back," Mathias said, his tone brisk and businesslike. "They may be looking for us now." “Rodriguez, why don't you come out already? There's no point in hiding. You are surrounded," Lucian said, his v

"Honey.... Is everything okay?" Dr. Ellen asked, noticing the dark circles under Clara's eyes and the way she seemed to drag herself up the stairs. "Yeah, mum, I am just really tired. I need to take a shower and have a long nap. I promise I will be up for dinner." Clara said wearily as she slowly walked up, her shoulders slumped and her steps heavy. She got to her room, dropped her bag, and then stripped naked before walking into the bathroom to take a shower. As the water came down gently on her head, she closed her eyes, and in flashes, Mrs. Fernanda's words and face came to her, causing a sharp pang in her chest. "DIABLA (she devil), LOBA (she wolf), HIJA DEL DIABLO (daughter of the devil), HEREDERA DE LA MALDICION (cursed child)...." It troubled her so much that she opened her eyes, staring at the standing mirror. Water from the shower was still pouring down on her face, blurring her view, but she could swear her reflection on the mirror looked more like a creature rather than