The Clutches of Lonely Vampires
Regrets

After thinking for a moment, the complexities that Elena had spun in her mind grew even more so. He was helpless, dizzy began to crawl his soul when he was caught off guard. The controlling spell thought as if it had been working on Elena's body which was now shrouded in purple glow. Color is synonymous with glory and luxury. Luther's favorite color.

Elena stepped in front of Luther as if the pale of a vampire king who had just changed Valek's position for a month was meaningless. Elena's fear disappeared somewhere, a sense of unrest due to disrespectful words from Luther turned out to be able to deceive him himself. But the circumstances turned around, the young man dressed in all black with beautiful unraveled hair retreated.

As a soulless being he was clearly shocked at the quick reaction Elena showed massively.

I swore I would never use a spell to control his mind again. He was more brave and childish.

Luther pointed to Elena's breakfast on an iron trolley like a human being in a very depressed condition. Kaku, considering how he twitched and hovered beyond the limits of the fun he never felt despite dozens of vampires teasing him mischievously. Nothing shakes her body, except Elena. Now Luther felt Elena was such a pleasant threat.

"I'm sure you're hungry. So good-bye!"

Elena tilted her head, observing Luther's face that was completely lacking in blood she thought. He thought Luther was so free and unkempt that a physician could be so pale.

"You don't want to get acquainted first? What's your name, healer?" ask Elena. "Let me thank you and go home."

Going home? So yummy.

It was eager for Luther to show his fangs and prevent Elena from extending her hand. Moreover going home, a plan that Elena could not possibly come up with. He had been in danger and only Luther could protect him.

It must be nice to touch his hands.

Luther turned his body, his mind bitter. Besides her condition she would rather be a coward now than Elena being jolted in shock like being hit by a bow.

"Luther!" before pulling the door. For a moment he turned around, his eyes moving unfocused as soon as he saw Elena's smile.

"Thank you doctor Luther."

Luther came out, shutting the door as he sped to the window of his room outside the left wing tower. The cool mountain air swept over the fine and fragrant strands of her hair. He peeked at Elena who sniffed her shoulders as the purest response the girl could make because of her attitude. Luther sighed, while he watched Elena silently. Alone in Luther's room the girl who had changed her clothes in front of Luther's eyes touched her morning breakfast hesitantly.

Luther leaned the body. Damn, in such rare moments he felt unable to control himself. Elena's innocent body was ringing in her head. Her brownish-red hair looked sexy on her pure white skin.

Luther darted back quickly into the castle, closing the bathroom curtain while cooling his reacting body, letting Elena enjoy her food before the disturbance came to her or from her family who could come at any time.

"Eat alone rather than starve almost died a second time. Even if I get poisoned, there's a Luther healer who can help me."

Elena pushed the trolley near the window that was above her height. He's dumbstruck.

"Mom, dad..."

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In the dense forest north of Delucia, a man is experiencing great regret at the forest police post after a day of search teams and forest police continue to move to find Elena. Hayley was found in a state of panic and stress, the horse was unable to calm down before being shot with drugs.

Reyand stood up, approached Mark and Julianne down from two trail bikes used to comb through the alleged location of Elena's disappearance.

Mark shook his hands, his expression looking disappointed with the information he got at dusk the first day Elena was declared missing in the dense forest of Delucia.

"I shouldn't have let my daughter go, Anne. You shouldn't have to force your will to make him an altet like you. You shouldn't have let my own daughter."

Mark looked at Julianne and Reyand in turn. Disappointment leads him to lose control after his only daughter goes missing without a trace before the search is set to end.

For Mark who has decided to do a celibate life, Elena is the only daughter raised by Julianne with an incredible love.

Mark and Julianne only had intercourse once in their lives before the decision to separate. For Julianne, Mark is still a lover of heart, and vice versa. The two support each other without having to involve intimate relationships in a household ark.

Julianne gave her lips a lick, holding back even though her eyes had glazed over, too wet, too sad. His chest felt like it was pierced with pain. He looked at Mark, not knowing what to say other than just touching his own chest and bowing.

Julianne sobbed, her cries getting broken considering that most of the time Elena grew up with her.

Mark sighed, he embraced Julianne's shoulder in a possessive manner.

"I'm sorry, Anne. I'm too scared."

Reyand turned around, walking towards Sir Thomas and Sophia who were waiting for him with a tense face. There was no room for him to apologize to Elena's parents after the two men had gone into the car.

"I didn't expect that this would happen to Elena. If so, I would have accompanied him yesterday." Reyand rubbed his troubled face, the young man really looked regretful. Sophia threw an exaggerated look of concern as she stroked Reyand's shoulders. That woman since yesterday became part of Elena's search just to make sure the girl really disappeared either in eating wild animals or something.

"Well, this is Rey's destiny because it's not your fault!"

Reyand. "He's my girlfriend, Pia. I'm in charge of him."

"But Elena is not a child, Rey!"

Reyand brushed Sophia's hand away. "You didn't help me at all, Pia, you didn't help me!" reyand said grimly.

Sir Thomas prevented Sophia from saying again. "There are still seven days of searching, we leave everything to the authorities while you still have to focus on the match and consider this a pure accident."

Reyand kicked hard the tennis ball-sized rock in front of him. He was frustrated on the edge of the forest.

"DELINAOOOO!!!" that shout howled long like a wolf in the middle of a full moon.

Birds flying. The flapping of their wings adds to the tense atmosphere in the region. On the other hand, Mark and Julianne were restless in the car seat. Surrender to the more cruel circumstances of a loss if at twilight Elena is not found. The possibility of getting lost, attacked by wild animals and hypothermia continues to burden even just to breathe.

"Can't the rangers be more nimble than poachers?" mark's dilemma continues to multiply as the spring sky returns dark and foggy.

"Elena, does papa have to violate the priest's code of conduct?"

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