Unveiling The Vampire's Omega (Bound By Blood Freed By Love) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Chapter: 31 ****** TALON: “Where do you think you’re going?” Rax’s voice was closer now, laced with an edge that sent adrenaline coursing through my veins. Panic surged as I realized I was cornered, the forest looming ahead like a dark abyss. I darted forward, instincts kicking in as I sprinted toward the trees. I had to move fast; I couldn’t allow them to catch me. The sounds of their footsteps echoed behind me, and I pushed myself harder, branches clawing at my skin as I plunged deeper into the underbrush. My breath came in ragged gasps, urgency driving me forward. I needed to escape. I needed to find a way to feed before it was too late. The forest, with its tangled roots and whispering leaves, became my only ally at that moment—a sanctuary where I could steal away into the night. I ran, as fast as my remaining strength would allow, and I was sure I lost them because I didn't hear them anymore. With each step I took into the woods, the familiar scents of pine and earth env

Chapter: 33 ****** TALON: The world around me was a blur of darkness and pain, remnants of consciousness slipping away like sand through my fingers. I couldn’t tell how long I had been out cold, nor could I recall the moments leading up to my fall. All that lingered was a profound emptiness, a void that consumed me. But then, slowly, the darkness began to recede. A warm light seeped into my awareness, illuminating the forest floor and filtering through the branches above. I blinked against the brightness, my body feeling heavy and unresponsive. It took a moment for my surroundings to come into focus, and when they finally did, my heart raced with terror. Sitting beside me was a young boy, his dark hair falling across his eyes as he tilted his head to the side, his gentle gaze carefully observing mine. The stranger had an air of calm about him, but it was the sight of the boy’s wrist pressed against my mouth that sent a jolt of panic through me. My body reacted instinctively

Chapter: 35 ******* VALE: I inhaled deeply, filling my senses with the sweet scent of moonflowers, each fragrant note wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. It reminded me of the beauty love could bring, a stark contrast to the fear threatening to consume me. I had already lost so much; the thought of losing Virgil again in this life was a weight I could not accept. If the price of my love was to risk my very essence, then so be it. I have done it once before, and I am willing to do it again, and again. My resolve hardened like steel, and I felt the fire of determination blaze within me. I would face the Goddess, even if it meant confronting an abyss of uncertainty. I would plead for the chance to walk among humans, to protect my mate, to be able to unite with my halve, and to fight against the darkness that threatened to tear us apart. In that moment of clarity, I realized that love was worth the risk, worth the gamble of losing myself to save the one who meant everything

Chapter: 37 ****** TALON: Time had a peculiar way of slipping past me, like water through my fingers. Days turned into weeks, and weeks blended into months as I settled into my new life at the camp. My mornings were filled with classes that expanded my knowledge, while my afternoons were consumed by combat training that pushed me to my limits. Each day presented a new challenge, and every lesson was a step toward becoming stronger and more skilled. I could feel myself improving rapidly—my body adapting to the rigorous training and my mind sharpening with every lesson learned. After feeding from Altair that day, I had walked around the camp with a weight of fear hanging on my shoulders, expecting to see my uncle charging behind me, ready to end my life. But as time passed, I neither heard nor saw anything, and slowly, I returned to my routine. I hadn't fed on rabbit blood since that day, and the transformation I experienced lingered, making my day-to-day life easier to manage. I

Chapter: 39 ******* TALON: The next morning, as I sat in class, the teacher droned on about the complexities of strategy in pack dynamics, but my mind was elsewhere. My heart raced as I tried to focus, the classroom walls seeming to close in around me. Suddenly, a notification sound erupted, followed by a chorus of pings from the students' phones, drowning out the teacher's voice. Curiosity flickered in my chest, but as I turned to see what was causing the commotion, I noticed the snickers from behind me. A few students were tossing rolled-up paper balls at my back, their laughter sharp and mocking. My stomach twisted in knots. I reached for my phone, dread pooling in my chest. When I unlocked it, my heart sank. The group chat, infamous for sharing camp gossip, was blowing up with notifications. Videos had been posted, and my stomach dropped as I clicked on one. The image that filled my screen was a grotesque caricature of my face, distorted and shaped like a rabbit. My voice