The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Frozen

Vlad Valek grabbed the sword lying in a pool of water mixed with black blood and the premium remnants of the vampire captives of Van Broden castle. The smell of carnation shimmered in the riung hall which was now unlike any place that would be an important meeting of the leaders of the vampire herd. The room is the most spacious and has many animal statues that are preserved similar to buffalo puddles. The pooled water looked brown, some of the chairs that had been neatly stacked the servant vampires were broken and scattered on the floor. Old curtains that no one cared about were burned.

"You attacked me just to protect that girl with the holy blood, Luth?" Valek straightened his shoulders, he was seen to the point where there was no more blood thicker than water. Horror filled his eyes.

Luther bowed, grabbing the sword Patricia used in addition to the artificial rain that sometimes flooded his room if the female vampire cried remembering the past.

Luther scratched the tip of the sword on the floor and dragged it towards Valek. His purplish eyes contained the same horror as his father's dark eyes.

"Elena's mine!" Luther raised his sword. A fierce battle ensued, both of them attacking using swords. Instead of getting upset with all the fighting revenge and the right to have.

Valek grinned. "Not necessarily the girl you can have after today she saw you not from a nation of her kind!" He laughed at how Luther's countenance changed, from surprise to apathy.

Luther raised his sword. Two swords rippled across the room. The Valek who could feel Luther's power growing bigger was overwhelmed by his attacks. His legs retreated limply. His hand held the sword that formed a horizontal line from Luther's indiscriminate attack on him.

Opposed on the wall, the sword eyes that were only a few cent away from Valek's face made his jaw harden.

Luther grinned. "Are you still going to be a pathetic old man, Vlad?" he pressed his sword with full force. Luther grinned, Valek's nose pierced with a sword. He let out a foul-smelling black blood and how could Luther forget how Elena was in pain.

Luther grinned, his fangs growing longer. In his body has mixed with Elena's blood makes strength continue to increase until almost make Valek die in his hands if Misca Rose does not beg her son not to finish his own father.

"Stop Luther, my son."

The woman who wore a pale white crinoline dress with a cage design that expands like the clothes of queens in a fairyland and has many interiors layered touching Luther's shoulders when the young man who had died in his age the thirty-year-old threw out his sword and strangled Valek's neck until the man's eyes glared.

"You're gonna make me mad if you finish him, Luther. Let go and take care of Elena. She's yours because Valek will never touch her!"

Valek's body sagged to the floor. Luther turned around after removing his father's body. Her cold eyes looked at Misca Rose. Noble women who remain graceful with crinoline dresses and wise manners despite being vampires.

"I used to hate him, mom!" Luther turned his head, the helpless Valek crawled towards Misca Rose who became dizzy with the commotion.

Misca Rose's hands stretched out, touching the coldness of Luther's face which inherited the elegance of nobility in his day.

"I know." Misca Rose nodded, "But if you kill her, it's a pity that mother will never approve of you mingling with that human!"

Luther darted into his room, inhaling the scent of Elena's body still left on his bed. He snatched the blanket, inhaling it deeply like a person who had withstood a great longing.

"I'll catch up with you!"

Luther changed his clothes as quickly as possible. The wounds of the sword slash on his body disappeared after chanting a healing spell. He jumped from the edge of the fence from his bedroom window and landed in front of the castle. His head looked back. His eyes looked at Misca Rose who was healing Valek, it was visible from the glowing and shimmering pink light inside the riung hall.

Luther revolved, Misca Rose taught him about healing strategies and science but not by forgiving. The grudge to his father was still real even though he was still able to hold it until the second round brought it back to Elena.

The girl who patiently waited for the sun to sink looked over. He nodded, his body tense. Elena was like seeing a ghost that possessed magical power that affected her quickly. He squeezed the grass, staring at Malcolm and Patricia alternately.

Two vampires who have shared stories and experiences grimace amusedly. Then darted quickly to the evidence, climbed branch after branch and returned to Van Broden's castle.

"Don't come near!" Elena accused Luther. "I'm—I'm afraid of you!" He let out a rough breath, facing Luther who had sucked his blood made Elena shudder in horror.

Men thirst for blood. Hiii...

Shoulders sniffing. Luther grimaced. He sat beside Elena even though it was about five meters away. The distance that had completely remained was not safe for Elena who was now goosebumps.

"Am I creepy for you?" ask Luther. Her chest slowly filled with relief, Elena seemed able to control herself normally and not as badly as in her shadow.

Elena turned her head reluctantly, she looked at the sinister Luther who was smiling grimly.

"You think after you sucked my blood you weren't creepy?" Elena growling. Luther puffed up, the sky looked gray. The air from the abyss moved up and condensed, Elena covered her arms with both palms.

Luther took off his jacket, he threw it at Elena.

"I didn't suck it, I just cleaned it!" Luther rubbed his neck, tingled by the sensation he felt when he was doing the thing that made Elena stand up and shake her waist.

Elena clearly released emotions through her eyes. "You mean?" He's tickling.

"I cleanse the blood that comes out of your body with my tongue!"

Elena touched her chest and fell unconscious a moment later. Luther smiled.

"This girl definitely can't sleep tomorrow-tomorrow. It's so cassian." Luther stood up, covering Elena's body lying on the ground with his jacket while stroking her hair.

"You'll definitely get even more angry with Elena, but it's delicious!" Luther smiled. "You're gonna go home, meet your dad who misses you so much and your mom who still thinks Hayley's stolen from someone and you're gonna think about me. But I hope you're okay."

Luther looked around. The eyes of the vampires who had known of Elena's whereabouts peeked out from behind the tree trunk.

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