San Francisco has never looked this gloomy before. Or rather, my mood had never been this gloomy before. For the umpteenth time I sighed as I looked out my office window. Being an assistant manager gives me several advantages, one of which is having a private office. Even though it's very small, it's better than sharing a narrow cubicle with other employees.Today is exactly one week after I met Nicholas. Today I should give my answer. I couldn't close my eyes all night and this morning the job Mr. LeBlanc took most of my mind off Nicholas. At least tonight I should call him to tell him my answer. But until now I don't know what to tell him.I can't ask Lana for directions. Lana seemed to be in as much pain as I was, after we got back from Manhattan Lana always changed the subject if I mentioned Gregory Shaw. So far Gregory has not shown his nose again. I didn't know whether to be relieved that he wasn't in contact with Lana anymore, or angry that he made Lana sad. What is clear, this
Greg's apartment, it's weird if I'm the only one calling him Gregory, is as big as Lana's and mine. Several unopened boxes were piled in a corner of the room. I cast my gaze around the room slowly, all the furniture looks like it just came out of an interior design magazine. Although a little messy because he just moved.The dominance of gray and black, as well as stainless steel and granite make this apartment look expensive. I imagine Greg just has to pinpoint one of the designs he wants and a few hours later the apartment is ready. Money makes things easier.How much did they pay Mr. Osbourne to get him to give up his apartment? I pulled the corners of my mouth down at the thought. He couldn't leave his job in Manhattan. Maybe Greg just visits Lana every weekend, maybe this apartment is only temporary ... my gaze drifts to Nicholas standing a few feet in the doorway, one shoulder against the wall next to him, hands in his trouser pockets. And He is watching me.I took a deep breath
I was too tired to walk home today so I took a taxi. What I need the most right now is a glass of warm milk and my bed. I paid for my taxi when it stopped in front of my apartment building and then went inside. Lana should have gone home, maybe she's watching TV with Greg right now. Reaching into my bag for my keys while yawning, I heard a faint laugh from inside the apartment. I closed the apartment door and walked towards the source of the sound in the kitchen.They were sitting at the dining table chatting. Lana, Greg ... and Nick. He turned around when he heard me enter and smiled at me. Nick was wearing a light blue shirt, no tie and no jacket. Her eyes looked at me warmly. "Eleanor."I didn't smile back, I hid the surprise from my face and took the remaining seat next to him. Lana didn't cook tonight, she and Greg ordered chinese food which is now half gone on the table."Hey, there's dimsum! Thanks, Lana. I'm really hungry." I smiled at Lana who was laughing. Greg looked at the
"Nick .. " I called when he just came back to my room. Nick had already changed into his pajama bottoms and Greg's t-shirt. He turned to me, his eyebrows raised slightly inquiringly."Are ... you going to sleep here?" I looked at him and my bed alternated.Nick put his cell phone on the small table next to my bed then turned towards me 'Do you mind?"I shook my head and then shrugged my shoulders. "Greg never lived in his apartment, now you do too. Then why are you renting it?""Greg needs a place for his stuff." Nick sat on my bed, still looking at me. It felt so strange to see him in my room- or in my bed. He looks out of place with my lilac bed cover. Not to mention that my eyes got used to seeing him in his formal suit, seeing him in pajamas and casual t-shirt made me…"Eleanor." he interrupted "Are you going to stand looking at me like that all night or join me?" He pulled up the corner of his mouth slightly to form a smile. His messy brown hair framed his handsome face. I smiled
Adrenaline pumping my heart makes me wake up faster. So is the pain that follows even though right now I can barely feel my legs. My gaze was still fixed on the iron, only inches from my head. Drops of blood fell on my hair and face.Greg's blood.My lips trembled violently as I called his name. But no sound came out of me, no sound inside my head other than a loud buzzing sound. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks quickly, making my vision a little blurry. A drop of viscous liquid fell down my cheek mixed with my tears.Blood belongs to ... Greg.If Greg hadn't thrown himself in front of me, the piece of metal would have pierced my head by now. But Greg gave himself for me, and now he died for me.The pain, trauma and shock left me unable to breathe and slowly my consciousness began to fade.***"Eleanor."My eyes opened quickly, my breath ragged as if I had just run away.Nick. I heard his voice calling my name.The light blue ceiling that I know so well greets my eyes. For a moment I wa
I'm barely breathing.The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer, I held my cell phone tighter. I wish I could slow my racing heart too."If he finds you ... " Nick's voice sounded almost growl, "Run."I want to answer him, I bit my lips a little hard to prevent it. I want to ask where he is now, I just want to hear his voice speak. Anything to ease the fear that gripped me right now. I pushed my body to the cubic corner, to the darker side. I hid my body under the table so that it was almost invisible. The only way he knows where to hide me is just by checking the cubic on this floor one by one."Alice ... you're in charge of the elevator. I'm going to check the fire escape." Nick's voice, which was slightly panting again, sounded like he was running. A little relief dispelled my fear."El-Ella?"My heart nearly stopped beating when I heard that sound echo across the floor."Ella, I know you're here .. " she repeated again, but the voice sounded scared."Ella, please ... She-She'
When I woke up I was still where I was before, on the carpeted floor of the room. It's just that at this moment the pain that almost killed me earlier disappeared, as well as the burning feeling I felt before. I couldn't feel anything but I couldn't move my body either. The only thing I could move were my eyelids when I blinked.And there is another problem that makes me uncomfortable at the moment, my throat feels very dry. It was like having eaten a bowl of hot, coarse sand. I couldn't open my mouth to scream, even though I wasn't sure I had the voice to scream anymore.For the next nearly three hours I could only stare up at the ceiling of the room above me and blink, I couldn't tell if it was morning or night. My body was still in the exact same position it was before I lost consciousness. I couldn't feel my breath or my heartbeat at all.Is this what it feels like to die? No ... I'm still aliveVarious thoughts raced through my head.What is Lana doing now, has she noticed I'm mis
(POV - Nicholas Shaw)Eleanor took my hand even though her gaze still looked doubtful. I smiled at her to ease her nerves, her amber eyes widening as they stared at me. For the umpteenth time with her I could not believe my luck.She is mine. Almost. But after I reply to Alastair, She will truly be mine. Alastair will pay for what he did, slowly and painfully.But now I don't want to think about it, not when Eleanor is in my arms like this."Eleanor." Even her name sounded perfect on my lips. She replied to me by winking once, the amber color of her eyes had changed from dark to lighter. How can I be this lucky?"You just have to get close to my neck and your instincts will guide you." her gaze shifted to my neck, I know how much the burning hurts. New Leeches usually need 5 liters of fresh blood when they've just transformed and beyond my expectation Eleanor could hold it this long. But still I don't want to make her suffer any longer. She has to neutralize Alice's blood in her body.
My body shivered with desire at the sound of Nick's sharp voice. He grabbed my hair and pulled me back onto the bed, facing him again.His blue eyes gleamed with lust, but I'm sure my own eyes looked just as desperate.One of his hands gripped my shirt. "I'm sorry if I ruin your clothes, Eleanor," he murmured, his voice strained. I wanted to laugh, my husband was still apologizing in a situation like this. The ticklish feeling disappeared quickly as he pulled off my shirt, scattering it around me.He undressed me until I was left in just my bra and panties. His satisfied gaze on my body only fueled the fire within me. The air in the room felt thin. No matter how hard my lungs worked, I couldn't breathe normally.He lowered his face and kissed me passionately, while one hand slipped around to my back to unhook my bra. In an instant, my bra was thrown to the corner of the room, and his warm, large hands cupped my breasts.The sensation of his touch sent waves of pleasure throughout my b
I'm not sure how much time has passed. After our last conversation, Dostov said he would check on Lana and the others downstairs because he was afraid the blood cleansing process wasn't finished, so he asked me to wait in his apartment.Our previous conversation kept repeating in my head. But no matter how frustrated and worried I am now, in the end, Dostov's words are the ones that prevail in my mind. I can't change the future, even if I were to know it. All I can do is hope and pray that what Dostov saw won't happen in the future.Suddenly, the door to Dostov's apartment opens again. But it's Nick's face that appears behind it. I stand up to greet him, but both of us freeze upon realizing something. His previously warm gaze turns cold instantly. "Eleanor... Why do I smell Alastair's blood on you?" he asks as he takes a step closer to me.Damn, I forgot about Alastair's blood."Nick, I didn't realize the blood I drank was Alastair's," I explain, stepping back to distance myself from
They stared at each other for a few minutes, silently."Whose blood is it?" I asked, hoping to hear his answer.He grimaced again. "Nicholas will be later. But right now, there's nothing more effective than Volder Ella's blood."I couldn't help but feel familiar with that scent, my body already recognizing it without Dostov confirming it. Nicholas will definitely be furious later. "Ugh, Dostov," I grumbled, closing my eyes in frustration."Don't worry, he won't be mad at you. Plus, by tonight, Alastair's scent on you will fade away... with Nicholas." He sighed and shifted his gaze to the bookshelf in the room.I glared at him and sighed. His intention was good, to free me from the torment of blood lust as soon as possible, but I was still annoyed because he didn't warn me earlier. "Are you better now? Do you want blood again?" I replied curtly."Not blood again, just another blood. Not Alastair's blood," he mumbled, still looking slightly guilty with his college kid face. The frustrat
Carleon's anger and terror were evident as he whispered in disbelief, "No, Dostov, you promised me!" He tried to stand up, but Nick pushed him back down with his foot, causing him to fall by Dostov's feet again. "Carleon, consider this as you redeeming yourself for your sins all this time," Dostov said calmly. "Isn't now the right time to make amends for everything?" He whispered softly, looking down at the side of his foot. "Vlad will retaliate against you!" Carleon shouted in anger. Dostov stared at him expressionlessly. "Haven't you realized yet? Vlad has abandoned you. He knows about your plan to form your own clan. Isn't that why you were looking for the newborn Valkyrie? To gather power and break free from Vlad?" "No..." Carleon shook his head. "Dostov... You've set me up." His voice sounded shocked and trembling. Nick, who had been observing Carleon, now looked up in surprise at Dostov. "Nicholas, you should take him away. Gregory and Lana must be waiting," Dostov continue
I didn't have time to see what happened next because Volder pulled me and slammed me onto the carpet, causing my back to hit the floor hard. I quickly rolled to the side to avoid his black hands and long nails that were about to slash me.I stood up and approached the baby doll with one hand while Volder, the man in front of me, hissed angrily. He lunged at me, aiming for the baby doll I was holding, but once again I managed to dodge him. I couldn't see where I was going because all my focus was on Volder in front of me, but the sounds around me were chaotic."Don't you dare touch me," I hissed angrily, showing my own fangs. Volder smirked mockingly and lunged towards me. I tried to dodge him again, but one of his hands managed to grab my long hair and yank it forcefully, pulling my body towards him. I tried to fight back with one hand, but he yanked my hair down again and slammed his knee into my head with great force.He threw me to the floor again and reached for the bundle I was h
Chapter 132 It felt like a wave of icy water washed over my body as I heard Carleon's last question. Carleon. Nick and I looked at Dostov simultaneously, who still appeared calm. Dostov was the one who spread those rumors? I thought with horror, but Alice had said that Dostov wasn't the one responsible. On the other hand, Nick just observed both of them, even though he usually easily succumbed to anger when it involved our children. "This is the second time I'm warning you, Carleon. I'm not in the mood for small talk. If you can't respect my request, you should leave my territory quickly." Then Dostov turned to us, though he quickly winked one eye at me. The tension in my shoulders eased. Dostov walked back to his seat and sat down. "Ah, forgive me once again. I just wanted to see the reactions of the new members of your clan who are present here. Consider it as me helping you test their loyalty to you," Carleon continued. So his previous question was a provocation for us... "If
I could hear the pounding of my own heart. We walked side by side. Alice separated herself from us, as she was planning to enter after Dostov finished speaking. I had heard stories about Carleon from Greg and Lana, who had met him directly. As Vlad's right-hand man, he was incredibly loyal and always carried out his duties perfectly. According to Nick's stories, Vlad never intervened directly or displayed his powers openly because everything was done by Carleon and his subordinates. I had to remind myself repeatedly that we were safe and under the protection of the Dostov clan. We entered the ballroom of the headquarters accompanied by around eight members of other clans. However, Carleon's entourage had not yet appeared; it seemed they were still in the elevator as this headquarters was located on the top three floors of this hotel building. Dostov sat in his chair casually, wearing a yellow hoodie that contrasted with the black robe we were wearing. We stood around his chair sile
The day we have been waiting for has finally arrived. As planned, we all gathered at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel at ten in the morning. Dostov would receive Carleon in the same ballroom as our honorary clan acceptance ceremony yesterday.If Carleon does indeed come today, then some clan members designated by Dostov will also be present as witnesses, although we are also sure that Carleon will not come here alone.While I am nervous, there is someone much more nervous than me at the moment. Lana's face has been pale since we met this morning, and Greg hasn't let go of her embrace. I'm sure Greg's feelings right now aren't doing well either, but he hides his worries very well behind a calm and normal expression on his face.We have to separate to discuss what we need to do later. Greg, Lana, and Luke are waiting in one of the rooms directly connected to the ballroom. Meanwhile, me, Nick, Dostov, and Alice are talking in another room that is more private.Other clan members are waiting in
Chapter 129Dostov informed us to evacuate Elliot and Rosie from Manhattan as soon as possible, so today we planned to leave for San Francisco.Sebastian and Ludmila Moran... I don't remember them very well because we only met once, that too when I was still human. The only thing I remember from that night is Greg's confession that he was the one who bit me six months ago.But as far as I remember, the husband and wife seemed friendly and accepting of me back then, and most importantly, Nick trusted them.We had to hire a private jet because... of course, because of Elliot. He couldn't stop saying "yum yum" to every human he met. Even Nick noticed Elliot's strange behavior at the Waldorf Astoria hotel last night. We were also afraid that Elliot would show his little fangs to everyone if we took a regular plane.Almost a year and a half has passed since I moved to Manhattan, but San Francisco still looks the same. Strangely, I don't miss this place at all, even though I lived in this c