The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Bittersweet

The atmosphere of the cathedral looks calm and solemn. Elena and Bishop Lief stood face-to-face in a series of sarcastic sacred activities before the baptismal ceremony, which took place in the baptistery behind the worship service.

Elena gave a small smile as Bishop Lief splashed the blessed water on her head.

"By the grace of God. May you Elena Irys be free from original sin and all personal sins and be free from the penalty for those sins."

Elena nodded, then she walked into a three-meter-long pool one meter wide in front of Mark and one nun who was both the witness and godparent of Elena. In short, Elena performed a solemn and sacred baptism until Luther lost the inner connection connected through a tattoo on Elena's nape. The tattoo disappeared when Elena drowned herself in the holy water of the pool that Mark had prepared this morning. The water purifies him of repentance and rebirth.

Elena felt her body was more relieved than before. He no longer heard the voices of Luther in his head who had since last night apologized for his lack of teaching at Van Broden castle.

Luther rubbed his face in front of Micha Rose who chose to stay in the castle to watch the behavior of her three sons who began to dare and out of the territory.

"What's wrong with you, Luth?" Misca Rose looked at him from head to toe. Luther loses Elena and the girl's trust until he doesn't care about her mother's amused gaze. Luther's increasingly pale face looked like the heartbroken men that Misca Rose often met in the basement.

"You're heartbroken?" misca Rose's. "That girl rejected you?" His bawling laughter was heard mocking his son who was tying his hair carelessly. Luther grunts.

"You should know why I chose Elena as my companion! My feelings are tied to her."

Misca Rose's laughter grew louder in Luther's room. Now it was clear why her son was weak and lethargic after visiting Elena last night. Misca Rose closed her eyes and then widened wide in shock.

Elena rode after doing the christening around the cathedral. The smell shimmered, though it wouldn't invite vampires in broad daylight. The Dark Larks clan, which is like a symbol of Satan worship, Baphomet—human with goat's head—, can detect the holy blood that belongs to him.

"You should be heartbroken, Luth. The girl was still thinking about her lover. Reyand's. I think he's considering going back to college. But—"

Misca Rose sharpened her mind to dig into Elena's mind until her forehead wrinkled. Misca Rose smiled amusedly as she shook her head.

"He thinks of you, he's doing another baptism to prove if he's really in danger after breaking your protective spell!"

Luther glared. How could that brave Elena give up her life again at the beginning of death. Does that girl have nine lives?

Luther could not figure out why Elena was so stubborn. After all, he did yesterday because of loose opportunities and new pleasures in the location of his power.

"I'll move to a human settlement, mother. After night and before sunrise!" said Luther. Luther had given protection as well as a threat to Elena must be near him even though as long as there is sun and in the cathedral he is safe. While if it was true that he was no longer ashamed of the gaze of others who called him a wandering spirit, Luther was sure Elena would become someone famous.

His name would spread from ear to ear and could arouse the greed of the Dark Larks Clan. The devil who hunts for holy blood is like them. Elena is one of those unlucky humans. Inevitably, he who has known his people and the problems that run itself must face a complicated situation.

Misca Rose thumped lips. "You're gonna make trouble with your decision, Luth! You think after feeling Elena's blood you're strong enough?"

Luther was lip-smacking. "Mom never supported my wishes. Then I'll kill the father who only hurt my mother a long time ago!"

"Ha-ha-ha... It seems you really hold a grudge against him, Luth. You know, I'm more vengeful for the man who put so much of his good fluid on the cheap vampires who comforted him. But do you know what kind of revenge is fun?"

Luther sniffed his shoulders, being indifferent as his mother delighted in ridiculing him with a cynical and amused look.

"There's no happy revenge except doing the same thing he did!"

Luther sighed, he put away the horrible thought while opening the closet door. As if he really wanted to leave the castle. Luther stuffed a dozen of the clothes Elena recognized as her clothes into the bag.

Luther waited for nightfall on the brink. The wind caressed her hair, she closed her eyes, the memory of Elena arising in small pieces of separate scenes until it gradually became a personal documentary that she loved.

Luther smiled sadly after seeing a herd of forest bats flying over him.

"You must hate me now, Ela."

Luther turned serious as Malcolm and Patricia darted over the hill, sitting beside him with a mocking laugh.

"Hundred years you've never been heartbroken, now you look pathetic Luth! It's so messy." ledek Malcolm who carries bottles of premium blood in large quantities.

"I just want something simple. But Elena—" Luther sighed, "He likes a lot of things that trigger his adrenaline!"

His two sisters were giggling while staring at the western horizon which was starting to lose its bright color. They rose up, skipping over the ravine nimbly as they darted in the middle of the dense forest of Delucia. Surprised some of the wild animals and birds were beginning to be wary of the silence of the night and predators.

***

Elena stood outside the cathedral, breathing the air of the night after spending dinner with Mark. In his pants pocket was a silver knife just in case.

"I'm sure the vampire at will will still visit me!" The shadow of the vampires in Van Broden's castle appears in his memory. Suddenly Elena felt disgusted and nauseous. He leaned over, spewing out his dinner until his face was pale.

Mark accelerated his pace from behind Elena. In his troubled mind. Elena was not only kissed by that jerk helper, but also tricked like a slave to lust.

"Darling, do you need to go to the hospital?" ask Mark worriedly.

Elena rubbed her lips with the back of her hand while shaking her head. Her father must have thought she was having symptoms of pregnancy. Elena smiled then.

"I'm just full, papa. He didn't touch me. He just hugged and kissed me forcibly."

Elena clenched both her hands on the sides of the body after Mark hugged her. Hatred is ingrained. Mark styled his daughter's hair.

"Get in, it's still not safe for you, baby."

Luther sighed, as a spy who would not cast a free spell to keep his energy outside of his realm. He swallowed in disappointment after Elena vanished from the cathedral garden.

"It's not time, Luth. We'd better get ice cream and act like humans." Malcolm looked down at the car wash. "It's too conspicuous, I'd be mad if we found out humans were up here, and then jumping around like daggers."

Luther grumbled as he covered his head with a cloak hood. "You've been chatty lately, Malc! Go get some ice cream and get back to the inn as soon as possible!"

Malcolm's excited, the young vampire who died at the age of seventeen was immediately confused looking for where the ice cream shop is located and instead ended up in Jonathan's underground cafe which reminded him of the decoration of his room in Van Broden castle.

"Hi, you. Want to order something?" Marissa handed me a menu list.

Malcolm cut his lips hard. The skin of Marissa's breasts seemed to tease her. Jonathan scratched his cheek, he gerogi himself with a sexy waitress appearance once for him.

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