There are several things that changed in my life after becoming a Leech.First of course, blood. I couldn't smell the disgusting rancid smell of blood anymore, on the contrary, human food became disgusting to me. Nick told me after a few weeks my appetite would return to normal, but of course with more blood intake.Then all my senses, from smell to hearing, became sharper. I just realized that everyone has their own signature smell, and humans to me smell like ... food. I tried to hide my disgust and surprise when I realized I wanted to approach the room service guy who was cleaning our room. Blood that comes from the source directly is indeed more tempting than bottled blood .Again, Nick says I just need to get used to it.He's taught me a few things over the past two days, like how to hide my fangs and how to keep my anger in check so my eyes don't change. An angry Volder's eyes would turn black, just like the ones I'd seen in Nick a few months ago. While Leech will turn red, like
My whole body tensed up when I heard it.Right after Greg told me Nick came out of the room. His dark brown hair was still half wet, he was wearing black pants and a white shirt. One of his hands carried his black coat. He looked up then smiled a little at me, "You guys haven't finished yet?"I can hear Greg calling my name from the cellphone but I don't answer him. The smile on Nick's face faded as he walked towards me "Eleanor, what's wrong?" He put his jacket on the pantry table before grabbing my waist. My body jumped a little when he touched me making him pull the corners of his mouth down."There isn't anything" I answered quickly, I did not return the hug."Greg made you angry again?" He let go of the hug then took his phone from my hand to talk to Greg. My eyes stared at his broad chest which was half a meter away from me, but my mind was still stuck on Greg's last sentence. Elizabeth is dead?I couldn't stop my gaze from turning to Nick's face. He had just turned off his cell
It's been almost 3 hours since I left San Francisco. I closed my eyes for a moment while pressing my temple against the cold bus window. I can't use the plane because Nick can track it easily. So I took the night bus bound for California. Greg had booked a plane ticket on my behalf to Washington DC, only to temporarily distract Nick. I've also left a little trail indicating I'm going to Washington.I hug my backpack which contains several clothes and two bottles of blood. I only carry cash, the only way to reach Greg if I need help is a public phone. But I bet there are no pay phones in Redforest National Park, California. I sighed until the window next to me was dewy. I'm thankful the bus is quiet enough because I'm still not sure of the control I have if I stay too long near humans.I stare blankly at the darkness of the night outside, what is Nick doing now? He should be awake and probably looking for me. No, He must be looking for me.I glanced at the digital clock on the wall of
My heavy eyes were hard to open. It felt like I had just slept so long that my body ached."No, that's enough." a male voice came from next to me.Wait a minute, I recognize this voice. Where have I heard of it?"Thank you Clea." The voice spoke again. I forced my mind to focus and remember. Where have I been-I opened my eyes with difficulty. A shadowy room greeted my eyes. Alastair. It was Alastair's voice."Eleanor? Are you awake?" He spoke again from beside me, but my vision was still a little blurry."Nick ... " I muttered in an indistinct voice. "Too bad he's not here at the moment."I blinked my eyes several times even though the effect made my head hurt. A light blue room greeted me when my view was clearer, I was in a hotel room. It's the same hotel I was in Manhattan a year and a half ago, before I met Nick. Alastair sat next to my bed looking at me with a bit of concern "Are you feeling better?" he asked.'How-""I kidnapped you." Reply without waiting for my question."How
I expected to see Nick's angry blue eyes appear from behind the door, but when a panicked pair of dark blue eyes met my gaze, I froze in place. "Gregs?" I wiped my tears with the back of my hand then blinked at him walking towards me.He pulled me behind him so I was behind him, protected from Alastair. "Are you okay?" He just turned his head slightly, then his gaze returned to the man sitting across from me. I didn't know which was more dominant at the moment, my relief or my surprise.And it looks like I'm not the only one surprised.Alastair looked surprised enough that his mouth parted slightly as he stared at Greg. "Wait a minute ... " he muttered to himself, "I invited the wrong brother?"'I received your message." Greg answered briefly, "Nick doesn't know, until now he is still looking for you. You better get out of this place as soon as possible, otherwise I will kill you myself." Greg's voice was calm, but every sentence contained enough threat.Alastair just sighed and stood
(POV - Nicholas Shaw)My hands gripped the steering wheel of my car so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Frustration mixed with anger made my eyes change color since earlier, this time I can no longer control my feelings.Eleanor is still here. My instincts told me that. Erik and Greg are looking on the other side of Manhattan, I haven't seen them since Eleanor disappeared this morning.Twice. Twice in 24 hours she'd disappeared, and this time Alastair had actually kidnapped her. I don't know how none of us three noticed the intruder's presence. I will not rest until Eleanor comes back to me, and I will make sure this is the last time Alastair touches her.He will pay for it. I won't stop until Alastair pays her twice ... no, three times this.My cell phone which was on the seat next to me vibrated, I glanced at it as an unknown number flashed on the screen then ignored it. Kugas my car faster through the quiet streets, has not stopped at all since this morning until midnight. Wh
[Eleanor's POV]My gaze is fixed on the sink in the pantry. A dark red viscous liquid stuck to some of the white ceramic, then my eyes shifted to the bottle in my hand. This is the third time I've tried to drink the blood that Greg brought me, and the third time I've vomited it. Does this blood expire?I placed the bottle on the counter and turned on the sink faucet until all the blood on the ceramic disappeared. I rubbed my stomach while reaching for the cell phone that Greg gave me earlier, then sent a short message regarding the blood supply he gave before returning to bed. I know the early stages of pregnancy are very risky, at least for humans, so I have to ask for a new blood supply as soon as possible even though I'm not really hungry yet. There's still enough health for Alastair for the next few hours, or so. I closed my eyes as sleep overtook me. Where is Nick now? Is he looking for me? That question became my last thought before my sleepiness couldn't be resisted anymore.**
When Nick said go home, I thought he would take me home to the house he shared with Greg. But the car turned into a building I knew so well, I didn't ask until we pulled into the basement parking lot. Maybe Nick is planning on taking some of his work home, I can imagine how long he's been out of work. "I'll just wait here." I said as he opened my door."You will wait here all night, Eleanor." Nick pulled the corners of his mouth up. He looks messy and handsome at the same time. His bearded jaw and messy hair stand in stark contrast to his usually neat appearance. Although his eyes still looked serious as usual.I want to kiss him.'Eleanor?" He raised his eyebrows, waiting for me to come out. Upon leaving I slightly wondered how many women like me had fallen under his charms. No, I don't think Nick ever flirted with women on purpose. Greg is more likely, the two brothers are like polar opposites. Nick took me to a smaller basement lift and took out a black card. I just realized that t
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