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Karla Wynne observed the figure of her boyfriend, Petra Errickson, who was seriously doing his job reading one by one the documents that were piled up on her boyfriend's desk, while she hummed happily looking at the beautiful scene in front of her at the moment.She was not doing that for enjoying to look her boyfriend being busy with his new job. What she was doing was how happy she was to could see Petra looking fine to beIt had been several months since the incident that nearly cost her to lose Petra forever. As a result of her stupidity, who decided to join Schneider's group in the hope that she could provide a better life for her superior–Theodore Pedrosa–who was always belittled by clan officials from minor vampire families and the parents of her superior who did not like the existence of her superior.Also as a result of her stupidity at that time, Petra almost died. If it was not for the kindness of his superiors, perhaps she would no longer live in this world and observe his
For a moment, Karla allowed herself to close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of her soft embrace, but then she remembered that it was time to talk about more important things.The reason why she was here in the first place. The reason why she had an opportunity to see her boyfriend was that she could not see his face for nearly three weeks.She looked up, looking at the figure of her boyfriend, who was looking at her with a questioning look when her eyes met before she finally let go of her embrace.“There is something I want to talk to you about–uwaa!”She was surprised when she found Petra, who pulled her back into the man's arms until she could find her face hitting the man's chest. From this close, she could clearly hear Petra's heart beating so fast when he was near her.And hearing that Petra only beats fast when she's around him is more than enough to give her a thousand and one reasons to keep Petra as her boyfriend for the rest of her life. In fact, she would definitely be read
""Because what I told you just now is a real fact, Askarovich is still alive. However, he is not in a good condition for now, since he has some serious injuries and is currently in a coma after his effort to hinder William's plans to kill Nicholas."Petra Erikson couldn't believe what her boyfriend--an informant from the Pedrosa clan and also a B-level vampire whose loyalty to Theodore Pedrosa was unquestionable--about what happened to the half-dragon warlock man named Askarovich. Winterwood.The supposed dragon-warlock mixed blood man, based on information he heard from the underworld--has died after trying to save the life of a dragon from Southampton's sand element clan, Nicholas Southampton.In fact, at first, he was quite grateful. He was already relieved to learn that one of William Schneider's strongest and most invincible right-hand men had finally died, though not in his hands nor in the hands of any supernatural being who chose to oppose William Schneider's plans in his ques
Stephen could not stop himself to feel restless after Karl and his party left the field where they had all fought with Schneider's army. He looked at the field, which was now filled with corpses from the defeated Schneider troops, as well as the deaths of several of his troops who did not survive Schneider's surprise attack just now. In his opinion, it was not right that so many died, he thought while looking at them with sad eyes; he knew that all of his men who died in the battle would leave their families in grief when they knew that one of their family members died as a result of fighting with Schneider's troop. Be that as it may, he fully realised that this was the result of a war that could not be avoidable. Yet, he still found himself, blaming himself for not doing his best to protect his troops. To protect all his men who died to protect him. If he compared the strength of the attack launched by William Schneider just now with the one that the man had carried out a while ag
Stephen then looked at the corpses of his group that his men had just picked up. For a moment, he closed his eyes, and chanted a prayer to the gods and goddesses in the ancient Celtic language to pray that the souls of his troops, who died in Schneider's sudden attack just now, could rest in peace. Well, leaving aside the fact that he was neither a believer in multitheism nor any religion held by humans, considering the fact that he was in fact, a devout agnostic. "The bodies of Schneider's side have been cleaned up by our members, so please take care of the cremation ceremonies for our members who have sacrificed their lives." Toni was silent for a moment, closed his eyes and did the same as he did just now before the man looked back at him and nodded firmly. "I will do it," Toni pulled out his smartphone from the inside pocket of his jacket. "I will arrange their funeral ceremony as soon as we can." "I leave it to you." "Sure. You can count me anytime you want," Toni patted his
It was getting late and the sun had already half set when Veronica had just woken up from her sleep. She could faintly hear the voice of her boyfriend, Karl Smith, who seemed to be talking to someone that managed to wake her up from her deep sleep. She quickly pulled off the blanket and grabbed her prosthetic legs, which she had placed on the edge of her bed when she had sex with Karl several hours ago, and then she placed both prosthetic legs on her thighs with her eyes still half closed. "I understand the situation. I will be right there! And what did I just say to you, Stupid?! Don't blame yourself, you idiot! It's not your fault! You hear? It's not your fault!" Karl's scream sounded so frustrated when she finished wearing her clothes again. She then tucked some parts of her front hair into the back of her right ear. With careful steps so as not to make any loud sound, she began to walk over, approaching the figure of Karl, who was fully clothed and standing by the window. The m
It would be the stupidest thing for her to decide to let her ego win and choose to stay in her bedroom right now instead of accepting Karl's invitation a few minutes ago. Veronica Darren followed Karl, who was leading her through the HQ room of the Laurent clan, as her boyfriend was afraid she would get lost in this huge building. It was the first time she had visited Laurent's headquarters, and she could not help herself but be amazed by the modern and futuristic atmosphere as she entered the HQ building of the Laurent clan. The walls around them were made of sleek glass, and the lighting in the hallway was a soft blue colour, which illuminated all corners of the hallways they passed through. When she heard the word HQ from Karl after the dragon man finished calling Stephen, the thing that came to her mind at that time was a headquarters building filled with weapons of various shapes, lots of computer screens, and a fighting arena like in the American TV series which is a side st
It felt like time had slowed to the point where Stephen was returning her hug like this. The feeling of annoyance and anger towards Stephen that had enveloped her suddenly vanished as soon as she felt Stephen's sincerity when the werewolf hugged her. She actually did not even expect that Stephen would actually go along with her words. Now, at this time, she began to hear the sound of sobbing from Stephen, indicating that at this moment, the werewolf man was crying. Even though until a few minutes ago, the man was still trying hard not to show his weakness by acting calm in front of everyone. "Don't think about anything right now. Just cry until you feel better, okay?" Veronica said softly. "You don't need to worry about what other people think. All you just need to do is focus your concentration on my voice. Release all the sadness and anxiety that is in your mind and share it with me and Karl." Stephen did not say anything other than nodding his head in a weak motion, making her f