I don't remember when was the last time Elliot and Rosie left this house... Maybe never?It seems like it has never happened.Even they were born in this house. When I mentioned it to Nick, he just raised one eyebrow and went back to feeding Rosie her red bean porridge.It seems like lately Nick has monopolized the task of feeding Rosie. I always end up with Elliot and his never-ending bottle that he always throws to the floor after finishing it. Elliot has already destroyed twelve bottles so far, of course it's because Elliot is not an ordinary baby. The more days went by, his strength became more and more uncontrollable. Nick says that Elliot's behavior is still within normal limits in the Volder world."Will Greg and Lana come again today?" I asked while picking up the bottle from the floor, the more Elliot throws his bottles farther away."I think Greg has work today," Nick replied. He was wiping off Rosie's drool that's dripping. Rosie raised both of her hands and giggled with del
I stared at the apartment building in front of me with a doubtful look. Greg stood beside me after he finished parking his car in a 'safe' place."Are you sure this is the place?" I was a bit skeptical.The building in front of me looked too shabby for someone on Dostov's level to live in. There are some teenagers who are sitting in the courtyard of the building. They were chatting punctuated by loud laughter that sounded a bit hysterical to my sensitive ears."Actually I was planning to come uninvited to his clan base but apparently Nick got ahead of me," Greg countered. He sounded irritated. He had just come home from work and immediately picked me up, so Greg was still wearing his suit minus the tie."Hah?"Greg scratched his head for a moment. "Nick called Alice and asked her to facilitate this meeting because she doesn't want you to come to Dostov's headquarters.""Oh ... so the meeting was held in a secret place like this," I replied, nodding in understanding.'No, this place is
Greg took a deep breath to control his emotions. "May I ask why you're using Rosie as bait?" I can tell by the gesture she's making. She's trying to sound polite.Dostov smiled slightly as he observed Greg. "Carleon is not a fool, he knows which is fake, and which is real."Greg gritted his jaw. “Then why use Rosie?!”"Because Lily Rose is the most convincing candidate right now. Besides there's no way we can make Elliot Shaw a Valkyrie, he's a boy." Dostov's answer sounded strange to me. But I don't want to interrupt their conversation."Dostov, living for eight hundred years must have left your brain rotting inside your head by now. How could you have the heart to use a seven month old baby as Volder's bait like Carleon?!" Greg exclaimed furiously.Dostov did not look the least bit offended, his face still relaxed. "Have you forgotten I am their guardian too? How could I let these two get hurt, Gregory."“Guardian…” Greg hissed curtly. "You have to step over Nick and mine before you
What Dostov said still rang in my head that night. I've told Nick everything we talked about in our meeting, but oddly enough he doesn't look too surprised to hear it."You already know,right?" I accused him rather angrily. We were getting ready for bed after finishing dinner. Elliot and Rosie had been sleeping in their rooms for three hours.Nick shook his head, He was buttoning his pajamas while I had just changed into my nightgown."I don't know, but I guessed it," he replied before looking up at me after finishing all his buttons. He walked to the bed and opened the thick blanket of our bed.I, who was combing my auburn hair, stopped for a moment then turned my body to look at him. "Then what should we do?""Sleep?"he answered with a questioning look. He was already under the covers. One of his hands supports his head so he can watch me comb my hair.I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Nick, this is serious," I grumbled before placing my comb back on the dresser. His blue eyes followe
After the knocking incident last night I still feel scared when Nick is not around me. This house is very big, so big we only use part of the room because Elliot and Rosie are still very small so they don't need too much space yet.Nick says he's lived in this house for eighty years with Greg, but he's never heard that mysterious tapping sound I heard last night.I asked him if this house might be haunted but Nick answered me laughing so hard he almost choked on the blood wine he was drinking."Eleanor, do you think a ghost has been occupying Volder's house?" he asked before wiping the blood wine that splattered the kitchen counter. Nick is one of those people who is very obsessed with cleaning our kitchen, if I dirty this place even a little bit, he immediately cleans up the mess I make.I know Nick doesn't believe in mystical things like ghosts and the like. But I myself didn't believe that vampires existed before, in fact now I've become one of them."How can you not hear a sound t
I kissed Nick's jaw, my lips trailing down his rough jaw as his beard was growing. Nick turned his face until our lips touched, then he kissed me gently without the slightest rush. It was as if he was enjoying my lips like sucking sweet candy.I brushed my tongue on his lips until he opened it, then only after that Nick was provoked and kissed me deeply.As I pulled my face away to catch my breath,Nick opened his eyes, his face came close to mine to follow mine then he kissed me again.I pushed his chest with both hands to stop him. I was afraid Greg and Lana had finished changing and caught us. Nick looked at me with a smile, as if he knew what was on my mind. Or Maybe he already knew.Greg and Lana joined the reading room ten minutes later. Lana immediately hugged me when she saw me. We sat down on one of the soft brown couches in front of the fireplace."Ella, sorry for disturbing your sleep" Lana's voice was hoarse but her gray eyes were clear and strong. I'm relieved that Lana i
"Which saying?" I was confused."Successor of Vlad's empires." Greg was the first to reply to my question. His tense pose is now more relaxed.My brows furrowed in confusion. "Didn't you say that Dostov and Alice wouldn't be his successors?"Greg laughed hoarsely. "That's right. But Vlad still has another bloodline successor. I would forgotten if I didn't hear what you said just now."A small ray of hope grew in my heart."So Vlad has other children?" Lana asked from next to me. His face had turned better than before. Finding backup options in our plans did lift our mood.Greg shook his head briefly. "Not his direct son. You could say that he's a distant relative? Even so, there's still a blood relation, even if it's slight, and most importantly, Vlad really like him. He even once wanted to set Alice up."Greg's words just now sounded familiar ... I think I've heard this story before.Lana, who was still curious, asked again. "Who is it?"Matchmaking with Alice? I'm trying to remembe
I had an instant bad feeling when I caught Luke's gaze on Rosie. Nick also froze in place with a wary expression."What why?" I asked him. Luke turned his gaze to me, his expression suddenly turning doubtful. Alice walked past him into the center of the dining room which adjoined our kitchen. She sat down on one of the sofas and crossed her legs."Are you using Dostov's idea?" Alice's question was directed at Nick. All our eyes were now fixed on Alice. She looked at the expressions on our faces one by one before her eyes finally landed on Elliot who was still sitting in his high chair. Elliot, who realized he was being watched, stuck out his tongue and then blew his mouth so hard that his saliva flew around him.Alice replied to Elliot by raising one eyebrow upwards."If you mean Dostov's idea of baiting Rosie then no, we didn't go through with that plan," Nick replied. I could tell he was trying to stay calm, but his expression was darkening rapidly, the expression on his face now
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