Logan walked ahead, his hand gripping mine. He knew that I could get distracted admiring everything around me and lose track of him. It would be troublesome for us to find each other again, especially knowing that there would be no phone signal in that place.— Logan.I called, seeing him look over his shoulder. I wanted to know how long he had known about that city, how he had met Morgana, and why she was helping him. She seemed to possess a great deal of power, so why couldn't she just handle everything on her own?— Its nothing. I won't find any human bodies here, will I? You know, I hate seeing dead people.— Didn't you study medicine?— That's where you think I got the trauma from?— It makes sense. But you won't see any restaurants serving human meat. What kind of prejudice is that?— I just thought it might be common, but that puts me at ease.— I won't lie to you; many creatures can feed on human flesh, but they usually prefer hunting animals in the forest. But I would stay aw

Hecate was not just any name. In Greek mythology, she was the goddess of death. Why would Logan take a potion with the name of the goddess of death? I watched Morgana mix it with a little water. Could it be poison, isn't it?— Logan, why is this named Hecate, the Greek goddess of death?— Do you know who she is? This is really impressive.I could see Logan looking at me, and he didn't seem very eager to answer my question, probably because he knew I wouldn't accept his decision so easily.— Logan, do you know the risks? After all, I don't think this will harm you.— Is this poison, isn't it?I could see Morgana agreeing. Why would he willingly take poison? Was this how he figured out what worked on him? My eyes turned to him. Logan seemed really unconcerned, but I couldn't help but feel worried.— It has an immediate effect, as it's a poison used for assassinations. Even vampires can succumb to it. If it happens to take effect, don't worry, I'll extract it and heal you.Logan didn't s

It had been a while since we were there, and bringing Olivia to Octsiam today was not one of my best ideas because Anna and Estela had brought a specific poison for me to take. Knowing how she liked Greek mythology, she would soon understand why the poison was called Hecate, but I could not postpone it, especially when my time was so short. I took the poison without delay; the slight bitter taste soon became present in my mouth. I left the glass aside, going to the couch that was there. It was almost always boring to do these things; I just had to sit and wait for it to take effect. No poison had any effect on me, but it was really strange that her taste had not yet left my lips. For now, it wouldn’t bother me. I hadn’t felt any effect, so I picked up the phone. It’s been a while since I joined any social network.As I scrolled the phone screen, after a few minutes, my heart seemed to want to get out of my chest. I looked at Olivia, who seemed focused when she was talking to Morga

Kyle Ambrose, whoever saw him, could clearly tell that he was just a playboy with a bad reputation, but he wasn't like that. Although Kyle seemed cold and arrogant, it wasn't like that. His bad reputation came from his countless sexual partners, but he could not escape his nature, he was a half-demon who fed on vital and sexual energy. His nature was always more reserved, even when he met Lee Ming, it might seem like he didn't have any feelings for him, but it was definitely not like that. I could still remember Kyle talking about him; that day I ended up listening by accident, but I knew that Kyle was like me; he had difficulty forming bonds with other people, and as far as I knew, he had no one other than his mother. His birth story spread to Octsiam when he was still learning about infernal magic, his story could be considered a cliché of the supernatural world. His mother, Irina Ambrose, came from an extremely religious family; her grandfather was a strict and extremist man; Irin