บททั้งหมดของ The silver wolf and the vampire Prince: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

Ivy grew daring and bold, demanding that the only way she would return Maxine alive was if Xian agreed to sleep with her tonight. "That is the only way you can save her," Ivy declared. She suddenly lunged forward, kissing Xian and trying to tear off his clothes. However, Xian quickly grabbed her shoulders, pushing her back onto the sofa to stop her. "We can't keep doing this. We've already made too many mistakes." Ivy forced a smile, though her face was a mask of utter devastation as she struggled to process Xian's rejection. "You consider our private moments as a couple to be a mistake? Is that really how low my value is to you as your partner?" "No, why are you twisting my words? Ivy, please try to understand what I'm trying to tell you," Xian replied. Xian confessed that he had only forced himself to go along with things against his own will just to appease her. For eight long years, he had felt trapped in a relationship he never wanted. "Ivy, accept the fact that everythi

Elaine's POV Hours after the kidnappers ambushed us, I finally regained consciousness inside a bedroom. The room was pristine and luxurious, resembling a high-end hotel suite. "Where am I?" "Finally, you're awake." My heart jumped when I heard that familiar voice, and I instantly sat up in bed. I froze in absolute shock when I saw Ivy sitting on a chair right in front of me. She was still enveloped in a faint aura of that same suffocating, dark smoke. "Ivy? What are you doing here?" "Huh? Wait, hmm... how should I explain this? The truth is, you're inside my condo right now," she said with a sweet, eerie smile. "In your condo? Wait..." The memories of the ambush and the abduction attempt rushed back to me. If I was inside Ivy's condo, it meant she was directly behind my kidnapping. "Tell me, Ivy, did you have something to do with what happened to us?" I asked, trembling with fear. She just smiled and didn't answer me directly. Instead, she urged me to stay calm and not be

The next morning, I woke up early, fully intending to go to school. It had become a routine for me, so I showered and got ready as usual. However, as I sat down at the dining table to eat, Cyrus walked in. "I knew it. I figured you'd wake up early just to go to school." He stepped closer, explaining that neither of us would be going to classes today because of yesterday's harrowing events. "I want you to rest here. I'll take care of everything else." "But isn't it against the rules to miss classes?" I asked. "The administration will understand, especially with a direct threat hanging over your life. I'm heading to school today to file a temporary leave of absence for both of us," he said. I was surprised by his words. He was taking a leave as well, explaining that he needed to stay and look after me since there was no telling what might happen next. "Thank you, Cyrus..." I murmured. Cyrus could be remarkably considerate, and because of that side of him, I occasionally found

After Ivy finished explaining the history of the bloody feuds and hate crimes between vampires and werewolves, it finally dawned on me: beneath the vibrant, bustling facade of our cities, innocent lives were constantly being lost. This violence wasn't felt by the nobility, who lived protected by strict laws that everyone was forced to obey. The ruling families bore the duty of keeping their respective territories peaceful. Even so, no one could truly predict what dark thoughts festered in the minds of the ordinary townsfolk. "I'm telling you this so you understand the intense discrimination you'll face. People out here despise each other's kind," Ivy warned. Ivy pulled Xian into a hug, whispering that she couldn't bear the thought of him suffering or enduring hardships. Knowing he had grown up in absolute luxury, revered and respected by everyone, she knew it would destroy him to live in a world where he was ostracized and despised. "Please, Xian... just choose me," she pleaded,

Because we had to wait for the ship, we ended up staying in that small village for three days. It was an impoverished village with no shops and no market, which meant we had to join the locals in the fields to help out with daily chores. Every morning, I joined in with the laundry and flour-making, while Xian went up into the mountains to gather firewood. Every afternoon, I helped with planting and drying rice, while Xian tended to the livestock and made clay pots that the villagers sold just outside the pier. To be honest, the work was grueling, especially since I wasn't accustomed to any of it. I grew up in luxury, and I’ll admit I was entirely ignorant of how to survive in a poor village. Every night, our only source of light was a gas lamp, and we had to use handheld fans when the heat grew stifling since there was no air conditioning. To pass the time, we would sit outside on a bench in the yard of the place we were staying. Unfortunately, our cell phone batteries had comp