The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Send me home

The afternoon began to age as the dim light above the sky faded. The noise of night animals spread throughout the jungle, dark surroundings unable to reach the view clearly. A cold wind blew Hayley and Luther's hair.

The vampire youth, who had been living a life of solitude in the library to study medicine and aspire to become a doctor after an era of rampant disease outbreaks that spread, waited patiently for Elena until the girl woke up. Elena's eyes blinked, the darkness of the forest that seemed to disturb their consciousness quickly, she turned her head.

Luther was still nearby, sitting dumbstruck. His pale streak and classic good looks of nobility looked at him with a smile.

"You're still here? In that place?" elena asked nervously.

Luther nodded, though he could not be said to be completely honest. Elena was sure the jacket covering her body did not move on its own. Luther stole a definite opportunity with him. Elena sighed.

"I'm looking after you!" luther said, "You pass out, then fall asleep must let alone me if not waiting for you."

Elena rubbed her face. The sleepiness in his eyes disappeared. This was the night he had been waiting for in the uneasiness he had difficulty deciphering with common sense.

Luther cleansed my blood with his tongue? Not that... Oh God. I am no longer holy, his lips are evil and Papa must be angry.

Elena stood up. The two near Luther made him uneasy. Luther touched it without permission. Elena could have been angry and not accepted. But he still lives up to among the explosive worries he doesn't know how to take a stand.

Thank you, it's impossible. Angry, my life is at the end of death.

Elena dumped Luther's jacket on Hayley's body. Horses neighing. He jumped, dropping Luther's jacket on the ground.

"Attempt me home now!" said flat. "Use your spell so fast, I'm no longer at home near you demon!" Elena glares. His eyes seemed normal to Luther. It would be inversely proportional if Elena was even lulled and fascinated by him.

Luther gave his mysterious smile as he approached. But he didn't seem happy. There was a worry he had imagined after taking Elena off.

"Then let me take your horse!" Luther grabbed his jacket on the ground. He put it back on and then put his hands on the nape of his neck while flicking his hair that was clamped down on his jacket.

Elena's stunned. Luther's hair was smooth and neat like his hair that he was turning into curls.

"Can't you just run? You haven't apologized about touching me, stealing my blood and keeping me in your room for my recovery when you're you're using me!"

Within a few seconds, Elena took the deep jungle air and exhaled it violently. His heart was hot and the coolness of the forest did not cool his head.

Luther bowed as if he were a servant. Yet every time he walked he earned the respect of his servants both in life and now.

"I thank you for your blood and while you're alive, Elena. If that's not enough, I'll thank your parents, Mark and Julianne, who taught you how to be a girl who can take care of yourself until I find you!"

Luther showed Elena his effort to apologize and thank her. The girl was still reluctant to look at him and agreed to Hayley's various backs under the cloudless sky.

Luther climbed onto the back of Hayley who was not wearing a saddle.

"Your blood is good, it makes me stronger and able to defeat Valek, my own father! The real devil."

Elena gulped down her saliva which was like glue. He's thirsty and hungry. Among all that he was a flood of sweat. Riding a horse behind Luther while crossing the vast jungle he did not know it felt so heavy.

"I'm gonna have a meeting with the vampire leaders at midnight, Elena. Come up, I won't bite you. I'm a good-natured vampire." I'm Luther, at first he smiled amusedly and then grimaced. Her fangs were visible to Elena.

The girl smashed her lips. "How can I believe you're a good-natured vampire! You're even a creature with no soul!"

Elena climbed onto the back of her horse with a fragile breath until her heart was unsettled. In front of him was a vampire, if only Jonathan would Luther be the subject of documentation of his collection of supernatural records instead of fear.

Luther grimaced, Elena's hand clasping the edge of his jacket even though it was in his heart extremely chaotic.

What matters is living and coming home.

"I will use a spell, his speed will probably be beyond human reason. You can hold on tighter!"

"No thanks!" Elena flinched, her body staggered back and slammed into Luther's body as Hayley jumped onto the cliff. Bringing it to a dense darkness and a humid situation.

Luther jerked the bridle, Hayley climbed one by one the rocks on the cliff before reaching the edge of the ravine. Luther absorbed the human scent that shimmered there. The Devil's Hunter Team remains scattered. He followed the direction they had created at high speed.

"You're safe with me, this area belongs to the Van Broden family. Including when you fell in the abyss."

Elena was at a loss for words. His body felt high speed like he was in a Lamborghini car that was off-road. Full of irregular waves but very adrenaline.

He opened his eyes, the trees and the natural barrier passed quickly. Luther was like a high-level equestrian athlete. His hands were full of control despite using spells that only increased the speed of his horse.

Escaping from the dense forest of Delucia, Elena returned to see the asphalt and one motorbike. He felt as if he had just come out of another dimension. The consistent darkness slowly changed with the dim light of the lamp. Elena found a leaflet clearly on the tree trunk and said, “Wanted Girl, Elena!”

"Luth, that's enough. I'm going back to papa's own castle!" said Elena. A little worried that the vampire would attract the attention of demon hunters.

"You're worried about me?" Luther hated the scent of many humans he had long avoided. He felt turbulent, predatory blood and the energy he had unleashed to cast spells teasing him for hunting.

"I feel a little sympathy for you, not worry!"

Luther pulled the corner of his lips. "I'll take you to the cathedral! Take it easy, I can control you!" he said it bravely.

Elena clenched her teeth. He grumbled in his heart, there was nothing he needed to worry about Luther. The young man was quite rancid with all the magic he had.

In front of the cathedral. Elena felt a nervousness running through her body. He was dead, that was what could be seen from a wreath that was lying beside the main door of the castle. Elena got off her horse after Luther.

"Go home, this place is not safe for you!" Elena took a step back, not believing she had to say goodbye to vampires. "I thank you for saving me that time, but I can't accept the fact that you're a vampire either. Hope you understand, you're old and you must have been through a lot about this. Your place isn't here, but it's my home."

For a moment he looked back. Marks

standing behind the kitchen table, making coffee while sitting on a wooden chair. He looked out the window, imagining Elena and the tragic end of his life. A sense of tightness again filled his chest, his breathing slowly becoming heavy.

My daughter.

Luther nodded reluctantly. "Stay here with your father and bring silver. I want you to take better care of yourself after meeting me."

"Why?" Elena became worried. Luther shook his head, he turned around as he quickly left Elena and Hayley back at the castle.

Elena turned around, she led her horse towards Mark's halfway house at the back of the cathedral's left wing.

Mark frowning. The vague sound of a horseshoe rang out amidst sobs made him sharpen his hearing. As the sound drew nearer, Mark stood up while wiping away his tears.

"Elena?"

"Elena?"

The door opened, Elena smiled clumsily as her father flinched with widened eyes. Mark can't believe his daughter's back. Mark shook his head, inwardly swearing yesterday that there was not a trace left of Elena in the forest. Nothing but an attack from Malcolm and Patricia has become the talk of their town.

"Papa."

Mark stepped back and spread out both hands.

"ELENA..."

"Papa." The two hugged very tightly, until breath tight until the eyes let out a cry.

Luther smiled over the car wash.

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