The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Don't do that!

The night sky began to fade in the lead-up to the shady morning in the cathedral. Elena was still sleeping under her covers when Luther and his younger siblings had been in the dense forest of Delucia after leaving the free inn in someone's abandoned pavilion.

Patricia pouted on the tree branch, her legs swaying back and forth.

"Luth, how do we make so much money? I saw a lot of nice clothes in the shopping mall last night. My clothes are too old-fashioned to wear in town. People think I'm a gothic."

Luther, who was still lousy in breaking Elena's heart without a spell, seemed reluctant to comment on Patricia's curiosity. He leaned his body on the tree and shook his head. His eyes closed even though his head was warm. Luther is anxious, Elena is going back to college today, not to mention the long protest that Malcolm made last night.

The seventeen-year-old strongly disagreed with Luther's decision to make many dozens of innocent humans a diversion over Elena's body. However, the innocent woman or man had a good life before Luther made them tools of deceit. He moved next to his brother who was sitting leisurely on the ground.

"I want you to remove your spell from their bodies, Luth. Otherwise, you're a jerk like Elena said!" malcolm said straightforwardly.

Luther opened his eyes quickly. He looked towards Malcolm. The angry words from Elena had not been forgotten by him. He's a jerk and a monster. But the only thing working in his mind right now was protecting Elena. He demanded that he be the first and last to have the whole Elena had. Selfish indeed but evil mythological creatures are not?

"You're starting to sympathize with Marissa?" Luther grimaced as he glared at the burns on his sister's arm. "You have to compete with Jonathan like him? Do you dare?"

Malcolm stuck out his tongue and all his eyelids turned white.

Luther pushed his sister's shoulders until she touched the ground covered in a lot of dry, almost rotting leaves laughing.

"Bas a coward!" Luther stood. Malcolm, who owes Marissa a debt, is thinking of selling the antiques he owns to the city.

"Here you go, let's go home. I'm tired of being in the woods. I want to rest in my room and go back to town to see Marissa. I'm sure he's having a hard time taking care of his shop and his mind. He must be thinking of me!"

Patricia spit from the top of the tree. "You're falling in love with humans? You devil, don't you reflect?"

Luther and Malcolm glanced at each other, then darted quickly leaving Patricia who wanted to shop.

"You just use the diamond in your teeth for shopping, Pat! Just so dizzy." ledek Malcolm.

"Damn you!" Patricia stood up while chanting a mantra. Before long, a black cloud wrestled over Malcolm's head as he let out lightning and rain.

Malcolm was stung by an electric current, his body twitched uncontrollably but in fact the electrical power was adding to his energy. He laughed after managing to control himself and chased after Patricia until he could compensate.

"Looks like we should do bad, Pat."

"You mean?" Patricia's beautiful face was grimly curious.

Malcolm grimaced with a mysterious face. It seems that the ignorant who often makes noise during his life is trying to make noise in the human realm.

"We'll wait for tonight!"

***

The cake-making raw material transport car is parked in the cathedral's backyard. Julianne said she shut the car door hard before walking towards Mark and Elena who were standing behind her father.

"He's got one raw egg in his hand baby, I think he's gonna crack it in front of us!" Mark retreated his steps, Elena spontaneously rewinded his steps until Elena's back touched the wall.

"Lad..." Elena held herself back as the sound of an egg breaking in front of her father. His stomach until it hardened so it was not strong to hold back laughter.

"You're really late, Mark. You hid my daughter while I still had to make cookie dough and think about it alone?" Julianne's ruffled waist. Looks like a big-time debt collector.

Mark smiled and raised both his hands. Surrender to Julianne's dominance that nourishes and revives Elena. It's shuffling to the side. Letting Elena's body be seen by her mother.

"Oh my God, Elena." Julianne covered her mouth agape in astonishment. Her daughter is completely back. He waved his hand, asking Elena to hug him.

"Mom..."

Julianne's eyes and heart warmed up instantly. He rubbed Elena's hair, letting the embrace turn a gloomy second into a real warmth. Julianne kissed the entire face of her daughter until the lipstick on her lips moved onto Elena's skin.

Mark looked down with blushing cheeks, he had once treated Julianne like that before they laughed full of excitement. Like now.

Julianne let go of her loud laughter with a cry as she rubbed her former kiss.

"How did you get back, Ela? Who's helping you?" Julianne's red, wet eyes moved into Mark's eyes. "You!"

Mark grimaced as he raised his hand. "I'll explain it to you tonight, Anne. I swear!"

"What if now?" bargain Julianne without further ado. "I ordered a lot of cake!"

Jesus, mom.

Elena broke up the two who were about to clash their mouths even longer. Or maybe they miss it, he thought.

"I'm fine, mom. I'll even go to college again today."

Mark and Julianne immediately shook their heads together as if there was another fear they did not want for their daughter.

"Don't you baby!" Julianne touched Elena's cheek.

"Why, mom? I'm bored in the cathedral and I promise, I'll be home before night!"

Still, Mark and Julianne compactly shook their heads.

"A week after we're satisfied to see you, baby." Mark touched Elena's cheek.

Elena pouted. He wanted to see Reyand and the old atmosphere that took his mind off Luther, Luther and Luther... Huhhhhh...

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