Akira didn't close her eyes when she watched Leon strangle the dhampir who intruded on her clan's place and attacked her. It was clear, the sound of a whimper of the dhampir until it fainted to the ground; all of it was witnessed by Akira. Her golden eyes seemed to glow when she remembered what the dhampir was going to do to her—it was making a move on her, to harass her. Thinking about it, her eyes grew dark; she was mad. Her fist clenched. “Damn it…” She mumbled through her clenched teeth. “I got him.” Leon caught her attention when he stood in front of her; in his hand, there was the dhampir, which had lost consciousness. Akira glanced at the dhampir and Leon. Their eyes locked on each other. It lasted until some soldiers arrived. “Bring that thing to the laboratory,” Akira commanded the soldiers, who had only noticed her. Leon gave the dhampir to the soldiers, and they began to head to the laboratory. Leon and Akira were left. Akira breathed in and groaned. Leon was wat

Akira held her breath while locking her eyes on Leon's. There was a hint of shock in her golden eyes. Why did he grab her hands? She couldn't understand his actions at all when she was doing so for him. “You want my blood right? I'm giving it to you.” Akira gave a nonchalant reply. It was enough to make Leon's brow arch. He was still holding her hand. The blood was dripping on the ground, it smelled so sweet, more than enough to entice Leon. He clenched his jaw fighting back the urge...to taste her. Akira noticed his urge to taste her blood, she could feel it through the slowly tightening grip on her hand. And although she was sick at the sight of him—a vampire, she leaned closer to him. “Stop wasting my blood, vamp. I don't have fucking unlimited blood.” Akira argued and removed his hands from her hand. Her brows slightly arched when the pain started to kick in but she didn't mind it. Her goal was to end this quickly. Akira moves closer to Leon who is staring at her, his clea

Akira woke up with tears streaming down her cheeks. She was about to wipe it when someone’s warm fingertips did it for her. And that’s when she rose from the bed only to find the familiar face that she least expected to see. A pair of clear and deep blue eyes stared at her, and his long hair was tied back neatly again. Her brows arched, and uneasiness and anger were visible on her face. She remembered all of what had happened between them. “Why are you still here?” Akira's coldness was much worse. How could she be okay? She just dreams of the nightmare she's been escaping for years and he's a vampire he detests. Leon stares at her and breathes in before he answers, “I was about to leave when I noticed you were crying. Did you...perhaps have a bad dream?” Akira tightens the grip of the bed sheets covering her as she avoids that curious yet affectionate gaze of Leon, “Such nonsense. Just...get out, will you? My neck still hurts because of you.” Leon flinched as he gazed at Akira

Akira once again woke up in her room. The memories of what had happened during the time she intended to kill Leon came rushing in on her mind as if embarrassing her first in the morning. She had to cover herself with a pillow to let out her internal screaming. She could not believe she had lost, and one of her three chances was gone. There were only two chances left. Akira irritatedly sat, her black hair quite messy, “That vamp...” She whispered and recalled what Leon did then: "...he sure doesn’t want to die. How dare he use jiu-jitsu that time.” Akira let out a deep sigh as she caressed her neck. ‘I should’ve used a weapon...that dagger.’ Akira thought with a grim expression on her face. She’s regretting now that she didn’t use weapons. Although it hurts her pride, she can’t deny it because Leon’s strength and ability clearly surpass the strength of a human—and maybe, Leon’s strength is much more than his race since he is the vampire crown prince. And one more bothered Akira, wh

The rain eventually poured as if telling Akira that she didn't have much of a choice but to let Leon carry her. Akira and Leon stare at each other under the pouring rain. It was then that Leon offered his hand—reaching for hers. “Will you let me carry you now?” Leon said as a warm smile flashed in his mouth. Akira avoided his gaze but eventually gave in. She reaches out her hand to him and then slowly, Leon walks in front of her. The heartbeat that Akira had heard was vivid once again—but this time, she knew that it was hers. Leon carried her—it was a bridal-style carry. Akira was, of course, awkward in that position. The closeness with him was enough to trouble her mind and there followed the thoughts that she couldn't even think of back then. “You should hold on well, Akira. At this rate, I'm afraid you'll fall.” Leon remarked when Akira was not holding onto him. Akira immediately thought of that time when they were escaping and fighting the vampires. The speed of that time wa