บททั้งหมดของ Pursuing Mr. Perfect (While Hiding My Fangs): บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 19

Ming's POVI found Kamon in the campus library, sitting alone at a corner table with architecture textbooks spread around him. He looked up when I approached, and I could see the carefully controlled worry in his dark eyes."Hi," I said quietly."Hi." He closed his textbook and gestured to the empty chair across from him. "How did things go with your family?""Complicated." I sat down, my hands shaking slightly. "But that's... that's actually what I want to talk to you about.""Okay."The simple acceptance in his voice made my chest tight. He was ready to listen, really listen, even after all my lies and evasions."Kamon, what I'm about to tell you is going to sound completely insane.""Try me."I took a deep breath. "You know how you said I seem to notice things other people don't? And how I have... unusual strength?"He nodded, his expression serious."And the way I react strangely to certain situations, or how I seem to know things I shouldn't know?""Yes.""There's a reason for all

Ming's POVI opened my dorm room door to find three strangers sitting calmly on Ploy's bed while my roommate stood pressed against the wall, looking like she was trying to disappear into the wallpaper."Ming!" Ploy's voice came out as a squeak. "Your... visitors... are here."The woman in the center looked to be in her forties, with perfectly styled black hair and the kind of elegant composure that screamed authority. She was flanked by two men - one younger with kind eyes, one older with a stern expression that made my vampire instincts want to hide."Miss Chen," the woman said, standing gracefully. "I am Khun Siriporn from the Bangkok Council. We need to discuss your recent... disclosure.""Where's Bew?" I asked, noticing my cousin was nowhere to be seen."Waiting in the hallway," she replied smoothly. "We thought it best to handle this matter with minimal... enthusiasm."That was definitely a diplomatic way of saying they'd told Bew to sit outside because he was too energetic for a

Kamon's POVThe Ming standing in front of me looked exactly like the girl I loved, except for her eyes. They were cold, calculating, and completely devoid of the warmth and anxiety that made her so endearing."You look confused," she said, circling around me like a predator. "Didn't you want to see what I'm really like when I'm not pretending to be your sweet, harmless girlfriend?""You're not Ming," I said firmly."Aren't I?" She laughed, and the sound was sharp and mocking. "I'm everything she could become, Kamon. Everything she's capable of when she stops hiding behind human morality."The classroom around us shifted and changed, morphing into what looked like a crime scene. There were overturned desks, broken windows, and dark stains on the floor that I didn't want to examine too closely."This is what happens when half-vampires lose control," the false Ming said, gesturing to the destruction around us. "When we stop caring about protecting weak little humans and start taking what

Ming's POVThe three-hour drive back to Bangkok was the longest of my life.Kamon drove while I sat in the passenger seat, my leg bouncing with nervous energy and my enhanced hearing straining for any sounds from my phone. Mae Nim and Pho had been worried when we explained there was a family emergency, but they'd been understanding about our sudden departure."Your mother is going to be okay," Kamon said for the tenth time, reaching over to squeeze my hand."You don't know that," I replied, staring out the window at the scenery rushing past. "If her vampire healing isn't working, something is seriously wrong. That's not supposed to be possible.""Maybe it's temporary? Like a supernatural illness that just needs time to pass?""Vampire genetics don't work that way. We don't get sick like humans do, and our healing abilities are automatic. For them to stop completely..." I trailed off, not wanting to voice my worst fears.My phone buzzed with a text from Bew.Bew: Still no change. But my

Ming's POVI'd always thought "dawn" was a poetic way of saying "early morning." I was wrong. Dawn was 5:47 AM, and it was absolutely brutal."Why does magical training have to start so early?" I mumbled as Kamon and I climbed into the Council's van, where Khun Siriporn and Khun Ratchanee were waiting with cups of coffee that smelled like heaven."Because magical energy is strongest in the hours just after sunrise," Khun Ratchanee explained cheerfully. "The veil between worlds is thinnest when day and night meet.""That sounds very mystical," I said, accepting a cup of coffee gratefully."It's also when most people are asleep, so there's less chance of nosy humans wandering into our training area," Khun Siriporn added pragmatically.The drive to the sacred site took us through increasingly rural areas until we were winding through jungle roads that looked like they hadn't been updated since my great-great-grandmother's time. Finally, we stopped at what looked like an ancient temple com