Blood Awakening: The Strongest Hybrid and His Vampire Bride

Meanwhile, in the main mansion, a group of unlikely adults gathered. Ivan, Nagisa, Vladimir, Claudia and Selina.

Dimitri left earlier to start his business and task, hoping to catch some mid-level members of the Hati clan during their monthly delivery of high-end narcotics.

A trade the Fenrir clan detested.

Each of them drank a different type of alcohol, but the atmosphere carried a mixture of hope, worry, and the scent of frustration.

Ivan's deep voice echoed, sitting in the head seat while gazing towards the mansion gifted to Nikolai along with the tower beside it for defence.

"Are you sure this is alright?"

Vladimir, Claudia and Selina reacted the same. Their gazes snapped towards Ivan while Selene's mother trembled, her lips barely able to remain neutral.

"What will happen next? None of us have any idea what might happen." Vladimir clasped both his wife's hands, a stern look, yet deep inside his eyes, a slight flicker of fear and worry lingered inside. Explore more at empire

"If she doesn't do this... then Lunaria's body cannot..."

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In the darkness of the small mansion, the flickering candles were now spent, and there was a lingering scent of burning and lavender.

A figure stood in a room, alone in silence, gazing out the window, motionless as if waiting.

Click—!

A sudden sound caused her body to jolt, snapping towards the source.

The door's lock snapped open before creaking due to the lack of oil on the hinge, a squeak echoing through the night as Nikolai's face appeared, holding a small candle.

His handsome features illuminated in the orange flicker.

"Selene?"

He didn't realise she might wait for him in his room after Risa fell into a deep sleep. He wanted some spare clothes.

Suddenly faced with his fiancee, he moved closer... until the candlelight revealed her current state, causing his eyes to widen.

"Nikolai... is it you?"

Deathly pale skin, eyes dull and lifeless with red hair and a cold aura that spread through the room, as she spoke out, turning towards him.

"You answered Risa's feelings, right?" A cold, calm voice, but there didn't seem to be any anger or jealousy.

Each word. Each Breath. He could feel her emotions and strange atmosphere growing as the frigid wind bit into his flesh deeper the more she spoke.

'I cannot lie to her.'

"I did—she will become my fiancee in the near future." His low voice carried no sense of falsity, the chilling wings fading for a moment as Nikolai stepped closer to her.

Unbeknownst to Nikolai, her lips curled into a deep smirk, a childish yet bright smile as she muttered, "he didn't lie to me." Then suddenly, turning to look at him, with her dull eyes as if overwhelmed by madness, before she pounced on him.

The candle flicked out of Nikolai's hand, slamming into the wall, dousing itself with a sizzle of smoke.

"I didn't want to lose you to another woman... I cannot lose to her, to Selene, that fox or Nikita!"

An obsessive and rapid voice came from her lips as the pair rolled on the grand bed with black and gold sheets, her strength far beyond what Selene could normally manage.

The pair gazed into each other's eyes while Nikolai's face twisted, his eyes full of concern and worry, and Lunaria's complete obsession and desire.

"I hate that you smell like other women... are you angry? Do you dislike this side of me?"

"How—"

Before he could finish, her lips pressed against his, a sharp pain spreading through his lips as Lunaria bit into them, a sweet and copper-like taste filling his mouth as she sucked on his lower lip before pulling away blood dripping down her chin.

"After all~ your scent, taste, gaze, and affection are all I want... only for me."

'Madness...' He thought, yet the thumping hearts in his chest and his parched throat showed his feelings more honestly than words. 'Is this the real Lunaria?'

Lunaria's smile distorted as her fingertips brushed against his soft, bloody lips. A slight sting caused his brows to knit together. "Luna..."

This was an honest display of her pure feelings, obsession, and desire to monopolise him, but Nikolai shook his head, throwing out negative thoughts, and instead wanted to accept everything to understand her completely.

He didn't stop... instead, this time, his hands stretched out, clasping her cheeks. Cold... icy cold like a corpse. 'Lunaria... what's wrong?!' His heart held these feelings of worry as he kissed her. A soft... warmth.

Her eyes widened, the dull now shining brightly in shock. Nikolai didn't stop her—instead, his tongue pushed into her mouth, a squishy, wet sensation as the vampire seemed to act on instinct, coiling herself around his tongue.

A kiss that felt like liquid fire and frigid snow meeting, melting and mixing.

Warm, soft and deliciously sweet, the time seemed to slow down to a halt as the couple embraced each other. After some time, the pair pulled back. A single strand of saliva connected them, their gazes filled with desire, need and an unquenchable thirst.

Nikolai leaned forward and whispered beside her ear. "Don't leave my side."

A simple sentence, but his deep, soothing voice filled every inch of her body and soul.

"Forgive me..." her eyes lowered, body trembling. "I didn't want to part with you, not this soon. Not ever. But I swear I will come back. When I do, will you accept me too?"

BANG—!

Suddenly, the window slammed out with a sharp thud and rain, and the storm flowed into the room, causing the curtains and drapes to flow through the air.

"Selene?!"

Nikolai called out, reaching for Selene, who fell back like a lifeless husk dropping onto the bed, while another female stood in front of him... different, eerie, yet familiar. The undead body of Lunaria, a lifeless husk... with a green flame flickering from her empty eyes.

"I'll return now... to my true body... haa.... but until we meet again, you cannot forget me, okay?"

The next moment, a flash of blue aura flew from the lips of Selene, like a frosty mist, sucked into the mouth of the undead body, the colour of Lunaria's flesh becoming filled with life... her green eyes now azure blue, along with her shiny crimson hair.

"Phew... Nikolai." Lunaria's blue eyes glow brightly before she shows a beautiful smile. "If I learn anything to help your mother, I promise to let you know."

"Luna?!"

"Forgive me, but I have to go back... otherwise he will kill you." A look of sorrow appeared on her face as she tilted her head, kissing her hand and throwing it in his direction. "Never forget, no matter what. I love you."

Then she jumps from the window and vanishes. He looks down the mansion wall to see a frozen staircase leading to the forest.

"Lunaria!"

He called out once more, seeing her figure fade into the blinding light and swirling storm just as quickly as she appeared. That was the moment he heard a voice, struggling to breathe behind him...

Pale face, dull blonde hair... and unfocused scarlet eyes.

'Selene!' He turned around to face her, tears still flowing down her face, and she stared blankly at the ceiling. His instincts kicked in as he scooped her up, noticing something strange about her as the scent of blood reached his nose.

"What's going on?!" With her wrists bleeding, he realised why her body was in such a horrible state earlier, causing him to rush out of the room.

'Why would she...' But before he could continue thinking about the reasons, Nikita dashed inside, her golden eyes like small lamps, as she turned on the lights and saw Nikolai holding an unconscious Selene.

"Nikolai... I'll get someone, make sure she's okay. You should let her drink your blood!"

'How stupid of me to have panicked...'

Biting down on his left wrist, sharp pain and the smell of iron stung his senses before he put his wrist beside her lips, forcing his blood into her mouth and making her swallow, gently using his thumb to stroke her throat.

"Mmhm—cough..."

She coughed several times after gulping, causing a jolt of movement to run through his veins, fearing she choked before calming down and drinking his blood in small sips, her dull scarlet eyes rolling to his face as they became more lucid by the second.

"Thank goodness." He breathed out, letting out a long sigh and leaning down, pressing his forehead against hers when suddenly... "I thought I might lose you both!"

With Lunaria leaving, her departure reminded him of death, making his heart thump harder than usual. It took a few moments for her to adjust before he pulled her head close to his chest. "Nikolai?"

"What is wrong with me today?" Nikolai laughed, half filled with anger and the other full of relief. He almost lost two people important to him, all because of his oversight.

"Nikolai... I feel so weak... can I?" Selene's watery eyes gazed at him, her small fangs sliding down as she leaned close to his neck, her pursed lips kissing his skin like a baby seeking milk.

"Hmn..."

Her throat vibrated with satisfaction and desire before she kissed his neck once more, sucking before her fangs pierced his skin, and the warm, stinging sensation of having his blood drunk made him grunt. 'After all, isn't that a privilege for a husband to give?' He mused inwardly, enjoying the warmth radiating from her smaller body.

That's when Nikita finally returned, with Claudia and Selina following closely behind, only for them to become utterly flabbergasted at the sight. "Ah! Selene?!"

Selina's eyes almost sparkled as she gazed at her daughter drinking from Nikolai's neck, greedily like a little piglet with both hands and legs wrapped around his body.

"My cute little Selene... is feeding! I need to take a picture!"