~ Lumiére’s POV~He had already sent the message to the outlaws, and he knew deep down that they wouldn't dare keep the powerful High Lord waiting for long."What are we waiting for exactly?" Arin curiously inquired, just as he caught sight of them.Lumiére's gaze turned towards the figures approaching in the distance. It was the very outlaw Vampires he had reached out to, the ones he had summoned. Though the invisible barrier tried its best to obscure their view, Lumiére's sharp eyesight allowed him to discern the outline of the approaching vampires, making out their forms across the vast, frigid expanse of land.Among them, Lumiére easily identified the leader of the outlaws, a distinctive smirk creeping onto his face. This man stood out from the rest of the group, not due to his height, but rather because of his short and sturdy build. Unlike any vampire Lumiére had encountered before, he was clad in an abundance of clothing that covered his body, an unusual sight in the vampire w

~ Raven's POV~Raven felt extremely bored that morning. She had woken up at the super early time of three in the morning, as there was absolutely nothing to keep her occupied. So, she decided to explore the entire house, which was so gigantic that it seemed like it was built for a whole bunch of people, even though only a few actually lived there.To her understanding, Uncle Ben, Jansen, Achim, and the rest of the staff were supposed to reside in the house, and maybe Nolan. But strangely enough, she couldn't find any of them anywhere. It's quite puzzling because they are Night Watchers, a group of people who should be wide awake during the night, protecting everyone from the creatures of the dark. However, it seems like this particular group preferred to snooze through the very same night they should be out there battling those vampires.Raven decided to take the first hallway on the left and strolled along its length. As she walked, she noticed several closed doors, but she wasn't

~ Raven's POV~Raven's attention was solely fixed on Jansen, her opponent in the fighting ring. Never before had she felt such intense focus directed towards one person. Jansen smirked, which only fueled her determination as she circled him.Although she couldn't explain how she knew, Raven sensed that Jansen was actively searching for any vulnerability he could exploit. It was as if he was studying her every move, searching for an opportunity to gain an upper hand. Suddenly, Jansen made his move, launching a punch directly at her face. Reacting instinctively, Raven swiftly evaded the attack, leaping away to the other side of the ring."Attack instead of just defending," Jansen grumbled, his frustration evident in his voice. She really didn’t know what that means. Everything she was doing in the ring was based solely on her instincts and reflexes. Jansen struck again, this time grabbing her in the middle and swiftly throwing her over his shoulders. Raven hit the ground hard, and

~ Reagan's POV~Reagan was well aware that venturing into the outlaw lands was a grave mistake, and he knew he would have to face the consequences eventually. However, his immediate priority was to catch the bloodsucker who he had chased into the outlaw lands and had entered into the sacred temple.Taking a deep breath, Reagan mustered all his inner strength and tapped into his unique ability to turn invisible. The power of invisibility was typically reserved for the High Lord, Lumiére, or other high blood vampires. Luckily, Lumiére was the sole surviving high blood vampire, granting him control over this power. Most vampires were unaware of Reagan's Ability to summon invisibility, as he was a rare half blood. His mother possessed royal blood and belonged to the esteemed high blood lineage, while his father, the Lord of the North, held the status of a middle blood vampire.Swiftly, Reagan moved towards the entrance of the temple, climbing the stairs with remarkable agility. The d

~ Lumiére's POV~For nearly an entire hour, Arin couldn't tear his eyes away from Lumiére. Ever since Lumiére boldly declared that he would cross the barrier to find Reagan on his own, Arin had been watching him like a hawk. Deep down, he didn't trust the outlaws to successfully locate Reagan. They were oblivious to the fact that Reagan was even present in their lands.Lumiére, feeling Arin's intense gaze upon him, let out a sigh of exasperation. He turned to face Arin, his expression filled with annoyance. "Could you please stop shooting daggers at me with your eyes?" Lumiére muttered, unable to hide his frustration.Arin, unfazed by Lumiére's response, rolled his eyes in return. "Well, could you stop putting yourself in harm's way?" he retorted, his voice tinged with concern. He knew that Arin was genuinely worried about Reagan's safety and didn't want him to take unnecessary risks.Lumiére scoffed, he wasn’t trying to kill himself. He was trying to look for his cousin, those were