The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Destroys

Elena felt her world had changed after leaving Mark and Julianne who were back in a frenzy all day. Julianne felt like Elena should have made her life choice, but with vampires? Anxious, restless, and agitatedly filled his days in the cathedral that gradually began to quiet down. It was seen that only a dozen Dark Larks Clans scattered throughout the cathedral's in and out points, becoming watchdogs. While on the edge of the ravine covered by a pile of hardened snow makes the depth of the gorge no longer as deep as usual. It was easy for the Dark Larks Clan to reach the border.

The Van Broden clan was in trouble. The battle had already been going on for a month, the corpses of the servant vampires and the fallen Dark Larks Clan were fighting frozen in the abyss, but it still felt like the battle to capture Elena had not been completed by some time.

Luther snorted in front of the Valek. His father objected to intervening to help the battle while his strength and the ingrained darkness in his soul was in dire need.

Misca Rose folded her hands, the feud between father and son was enough to make her want to keep Elena alone in her spell. Although he was convinced, his son was not unyielding at all.

"I'll stop begging you, motherfucker! But while you're still in front of my eyes, shouldn't I try to kill you a second time?"

Valek grinned. It was not difficult for him to conclude that his son was anxious. Luther's voice sounded raucous, but the gurgle he had been watching this month with Elena was quite tickling his stomach. There was a distance that Luther had to obey and anger Elena if her son broke his consolation.

Choice girl.

"You can have that girl give me one blood shot, then everything you ask me to do!" urged Valek while looking intently at Elena. Even though he's been in Van Broden's castle for a month. Valek couldn't touch the girl's skin just a little. His son had become the vanguard he could not reach.

Elena hid behind Luther's back. His first instinct was to refuse. Elena's blood will strengthen her. The fear of increased power can go in the wrong direction. Elena didn't want to, she still hated the disgusting old man who wanted to take his life.

"I don't want Luth, I'll just give you my blood!" whispered Elena.

The grin in Luther's left corner was visible, he twisted his body. Looking at each other, the two smiled witfully.

Luther cupped Elena's jaw gently. "Do it."

Elena stuck out her tongue. He made time on his tiptoes to wrap his hands around Luther's neck. While they kiss. Valek rolled his dark eyes.

"I'm sick of seeing your affection!" He spat, his robe blushing as he twisted his body quickly then darted almost like he was floating into his room on the right wing. "How could that fantastic and wretched little woman fall in love with Luther! Does no one love him? It's sad." - the grunts then pensive.

Luther and Elena moved into the room. Along with the appearance of the Dark Larks Clan's head on the brink.

"My master..."

A knock at the door then a hurried push prevented Luther from moving his hand to Elena's waist. He turned his face away after sighing in annoyance.

Commander Perl pulled both corners of his lips when his master's face looked irritated. He bowed respectfully.

"You'd better get down to the border, something you've been talking about this month happened!"

Luther directly injured Elena's arm with a folding knife available. The blood that seeped out immediately enjoyed Luther.

Elena closed her eyes. Perih, made him bite his lips tightly.

Perl. The warlord saw how Luther's body reacted. A flash of desire to feel Elena loomed over his mind.

"I will prepare special forces" said Perl, leaving two lovebirds who are overwhelmed with pleasure and pain that runs throughout the body. Elena was lying on the bed. Luther not only received the blood that came out but he also took a sip.

"You must remember my father's message!"

"As long as I don't bite you with my fangs, you're human!"

Elena closed her eyes as she felt the still fresh scar slowly close and disappear. Luther smiled.

"You are my only spirit and I am your protector!"

Beware of Luther's statement, Elena covered her face with a pillow.

"You're old, you don't deserve to be a seducer!" faint muttering.

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By midnight. The Van Broden clan stood on the border. Under the snowflakes that started like rain, their black hoods and robes began to harden.

Luther clasped Elena's waist in front of the head of the Dark Larks Clan who seemed to be impatient at seizing the pale human lover. His horns and body were larger than the other members of the Dark Larks Clan, his chest was large muscled and hidden within a thick iron vest.

The size of Luther and the head of the Dark Larks Clan was much different. Luther looked smaller but his sharp eyes and determination made him reluctant to squeak. There was Elena who would belong to her after the winter was over, in front of Mark it was clear she was going to return her daughter just like when Elena left before her eyes.

"You think with your courage Elena can take it from me?" Luther smiled mysteriously.

Elena gulped. The horror before his eyes made him shudder and tremble, he blew his palm that was already wrapped in gloves. But still, the coldness of the wind and his panic over tense feelings were inevitable.

Elena looked up, looking at Luther. He was not calm if the fight was not over.

"You can beat him? Otherwise I will finish myself off now rather than have to die at the hands of that demon! Disgusting." a rude snort came out of his nose.

Luther seemed doubtful, considering his fellow dungeons and having black blood they had one power in common. Darkness that can only be destroyed by sunlight.

"I've got you so much better than I wanted. At first I only wanted your blood, but your anger and the way you hated me made me like it. You did well and did not utilize the spell I had for the pleasure of the world. You're different from Sitia."

"Sithia?" Elena frowned, she threw the typical exaggerated gaze of someone suspicious.

Luther's face softened as he smiled happily. Elena showed that she was not happy with her explanation. Elena's jealous.

"Sitia, my ex-boyfriend a hundred years ago!" Luther's body emitted a burning purple luster. Elena flinched, a sense of heat radiating from Luther's body radiating into her body. A second later, his body was lifted into the air. Elena floated free with an annoyed face, she wanted to shower Luther with the question of who Sitia was, why she did it. But from above he could see a fierce battle taking place within the abyss. The chaos of the spell, the clashing of swords and the flying snow made it difficult for him to find Luther before the purple glow that covered his body faded even more.

Elena fell along with Luther's impact on the snow with blood spurting from her mouth.

Elena jerked over the surface of the stone covered in snow, her ribs hurting but the most she could remember before her eyes closed. The head of the goat is holding it.

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