บททั้งหมดของ System Of Blood: To Crave Survival: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

CHAPTER 11 Camryn’s POV The wardrobe arrived at dawn, carried by two staff members who looked at me like I was some exotic animal. "Miss Chavez," the older woman said with a curtsy. "I'm Mrs. Pemberton, head of housekeeping. These are your teaching attire." They unpacked dress after dress, each one more elegant than anything I'd ever worn as Lucille Reyes. Deep greens and silvers, House Rosetti colors, all tailored to fit perfectly. There were shoes too, delicate things with small heels that looked like they'd kill my feet after an hour. "You'll want to wear the emerald dress today," Mrs. Pemberton said, holding up a particularly elaborate gown. "First impressions matter with the young ladies." After they left, I stared at the clothes hanging in my wardrobe. This was really happening. I was about to teach noble daughters how to be proper ladies while hiding the fact that I spent my nights killing monsters. The absurdity of it nearly made me laugh. I chose a simpler dress, stil

CHAPTER 13 Camryn's POV We left the basement separately. Fabian went first, slipping out through the service entrance like a shadow. I waited ten minutes before following, making sure no one saw me. Back in my room, I sat on the bed and stared at my wrist. KILLS: 22/20 CREDITS: 550/1,500 I'd exceeded my kill quota. Now I just needed to grind out the remaining credits to advance to Stage Two. But that wasn't what occupied my thoughts. Fabian knew about House Gold. He knew why Camryn died. And he was a vampyre. The next morning, I found him in the music room as usual. He was playing something melancholic. When he saw me, he stopped. "Miss Chavez. I wasn't sure you'd come." "We need to talk. Properly." He nodded and gestured to the chair beside the piano. "Ask whatever you want. I owe you that much." I sat down, studying his face in the morning light. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept. "You said you're a vampyre. From House Castellan?" "House Black, yes. Or I was." His s

CHAPTER 15Camryn’s POVThe next three days blurred together.Teaching during the day felt surreal after I agreed to hunt for House Gold's laboratory. I stood in front of my students, correcting their posture and explaining proper greeting protocols while my mind was elsewhere—mapping routes through Sector 19, calculating what supplies we'd need, and wondering if we'd even survive."Miss Chavez?" Natasha raised her hand. "Are you feeling alright? You seem distracted.""I'm fine. Just tired from late nights grading your essays."She didn't look convinced, but she let it drop.My nightly deployments continued. Mrs. Harriet kept me busy, sending me out with different teams to clear sectors around the school. Each hunt added to my credit count, slow but steady progress toward Stage Two.KILLS: 26/20 CREDITS: 725/1,500I needed 775 more credits. Thirty-one more Class D kills, or fewer if I could take down something higher class. The Sector 19 mission might change that if we found what we w

CHAPTER 17Camryn’s POVThe silence stretched between us.Amon stared at the photograph, then at me, then back at the photograph. Fabian had gone completely still, his hand still resting on the filing cabinet he'd been searching."That's impossible," Amon said finally. "You're a transmigrator. You died in your world and woke up here. You're not…you can't be…""I'm wearing her body." The words came out steadier than I felt. "The original Camryn Chavez. What if she wasn't just researching House Gold? What if she were House Gold?"Fabian moved closer to the wall of photographs, studying them with intensity. "The timeline matches. House Gold fell approximately twenty-five years ago. That child in the photo would be in her mid-twenties now. The same age as the body you inhabit.""But the original Camryn was a genealogist for House Rosetti," I protested. "She had records, a history…""A cover," Amon interrupted. "Think about it. If you were hiding the last heir of the most powerful House ev

CHAPTER 19Camryn’s POVI woke to shouting.For a moment, I didn't know where I was. The bed was too soft, the room too quiet. Then reality crashed back. The safehouse. House Gold's research. The revelation that I was the heir everyone thought was dead.The shouting continued downstairs. I grabbed my knife and moved to the door."…absolutely insane if you think I'm letting her do this!" That was Amon's voice; he sounded angry in a way I'd never heard before."She has a right to know." Fabian, calmer but firm. "If there's even a chance…""There's no chance. It's a trap."I descended the stairs. Both men were in the main room, facing off across the table covered in documents. Mike stood to the side, looking uncomfortable."What's going on?" I asked.Amon turned to me. "Mike got a response from one of his contacts. Someone claiming to have more information about House Gold.""That's good news, isn't it?""It would be, if the meeting location wasn't in the middle of House Blue territory."