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

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

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

Zach returned to his residence around nine in the evening. He hummed as he made his way toward the second floor. On his hand was a big plastic back that contained his gift for Nevea. With every step he took, a trail of blood fell to paint the marble floor. As he walked, he could feel the heavy tension in the air. He glanced around and met the eyes of several people who had gathered there. Their eyes widened with fear, and some even took a step back. Zach was used to the fear that followed him like a shadow, but today the intensity of their reactions seemed magnified by ten or a hundred times.His brows arched in question, but none dared to step in and explain to him. "What happened?" He asked coldly. They were glancing at each other, forcing one another to bring the news to him. Their action made Zach's brows deepen. "The…the room on the second floor—"Even before his servant finished his sentence, Zach had moved in a flash. He watched as the door was left ajar; there was no sign o

Logan and Robert strode leisurely in the hallway of the palace. In front of them was the commander of the royal guard, Vito West. They arrived at the palace twenty minutes before their appointment, and Vito was tasked to show them the way. Usually, a low-ranked guard would be responsible for escorting visitors, but it seemed like the royals were a bit wary of their visit, so they let the commander lead them. "Please," Vito opened the door to the office room, letting the two enter, and he followed behind. Robert and Logan entered the room. King-Levi, and his advisor, Silas, were in the room. They immediately pay their respect by bowing their head slightly. "I believe it's been a long time since we saw each other, Logan. I wouldn't say I am pleased to see you since you tend to bring me headaches every time you visit me." Levi's face was flat as he greeted them without bothering to play nice. "Long time no see, Logan, Robert," Silas extended his hand to offer a handshake with them. "P