While holding onto that thought, I could not help myself but burst out my laughter. I mean, who could not be? Dad is telling me something unimaginable. Something that can only be seen on TV or any kind of streaming app.
Do you know what makes him even look more ridiculous? Dad, I believe, is not the kind of man who loves watching movies and series of those kinds of stories. He is more particularly a business-minded type of person who loves and praises money, and of course, there is my mom and me. Other than that, nada. "Don't give me that kind of look, Cece." dad insisted. "that is why you have to stay away from him. Because if I saw that man even ten meters away from you, regardless of what approach first, I'm gonna rip his bones and pull his heart. And you know who I am when I got furious. Do you understand?" Dad indeed was the worst among other fathers that I know of. He may be protective of me and mom but it was too much to the point that he once killed a middle-aged man in front of my eyes. And it was my fault he got killed because I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I am a spoiled brat who loves to make the day a night. The middle-aged man tried to hit on me. When the news reaches dad's attention, he immediately searched for the man and cut off his head in front of me. Parties everywhere. Wear short skirts are where my life can be found with. If I incorporated my craziness with sex and drugs, my parents could have called me a slut. But, no. I don't do either of those. I only love to party with my friends, believing I could bump into my knight in shining armor, lock our eyes together, and then kiss. That kind of thought always gives me hope. Unfortunately, until now, no one has managed to beat my heart like shit. Well. There is one already. But dad is going to kill him when he gets closer to me even ten meters apart. I did not even know him well. Not even ask for his digits. Not even knows where he lives, how old is he, and if he is studying or working and where. My brain has a million questions about him, but, dah. Someone was already against the possibility that Gaius and I can be friends. Just friends. "Fine," could not help my brows from getting bent upward. "but in exchange for that, would that be okay when if I date someone soon?" I am already eighteen yet I did not experience being seen in public holding hands with my boyfriend. The worst part is that I am the only one among my friends who remains and die a virgin. Most of them have sex with their partners not just once but a few times already. And yet here is mine, dormant and becoming rusty and dusty. My thought could not wait to welcome and say "hi" to someone's stick. "Fine," dad finally swallowed his pride. "But, just dates. No kisses and holding hands in public. Curfew at eight..." "Dad, I'm not a kid anymore. Ten will do." I insisted. "Fine," dad said. "apart from that, no cigarettes, alcohol, and most of all drugs and sex. Do we have a deal?" Those things are already given. He doesn't have to lecture me about the distinction between good and bad. As I said, I am not a kid anymore. Leaving no choice, I nodded to dad, not because I agreed to his terms and conditions, but because I can manage things on my own. As long as I don't do drugs and cigarettes, he will never know that my body was already intoxicated with alcohol and I have my ways for him not to notice it. Sex? Dah, that is already part of the plan since he already granted me the go signal to have a boyfriend. How would he knows if I have sex with someone when we do that without him as our witness? In the middle of our journey to the city hall, I could see from the distance the club where Gaius and I first met. It was the same day that my lips were no longer virgin. While staring at the club, dad suddenly stepped foot onto the brake which resulted in me almost being thrown out of the car. Good thing dad managed to hold my head before it could reach the glass window. After that, a boisterous thudding sound echoes in my ears. Then, I opened my with a few drops of blood coming out of my body and so is dads. "Are you all right, honey?" he asks me in a faint tone. "I'm fine, dad, but are you?" I gulp a bulk of water down to my throat when I could see pieces of broken glass stabbed into dad's face, arms, and shoulders. He bleeds a lot. "Stay in the car," he said. "and don't get out no matter what, okay? I already called backups." then, he kicked the door open and hopped out afterward. The entire street was completely dark. If not because of the rays of light coming from the ten-wheeler truck that hit us, I could have had no idea about how wrecked dad's car is. Out of curiosity, I unfastened my seatbelt and take a look at dad in the side mirror when he simply stood there while studying the road as though he is waiting or searching for someone. To my surprise, the image that I saw from the side mirror suddenly changed. From dad's human form, he turned into a huge gray fur doglike monster. His eyes glowed. And it was completely terrifying. "Dad?" I whisper before I cover my mouth with my bare hands in utter surprise and confusion. The tears in my eyes began flooding my cheeks as I remove my eyes from the side mirror. Then, the doglike monster disappears from the car in a blink of an eye. From the distance, growls, whimpers, and moans are the only sounds that I could. Because of my extreme worries and fears, to the point that I don't know what to do and what is certainly going on, I hopped out of the car and run as fast as I can. The first nearby place was the club. It was already night so I expected I could seek help from the club's security guards and bouncers. Then I screamed when someone suddenly pulled my body by force. I kicked it, whatever it is. But I found four glowing eyes in front of me. When their bodies were exposed to the rays of the truck's lights, the terror began hunting me when the two were terrifying doglike monsters just like my dad. The only difference is that the color of their eyes was blue but my dad has reddish-brown. "Feel the pain now, Miss Beautiful?" one of them asked which startled me. A doglike monster that talks. "Good thing you don't have your daddy dear with you." "Stay away from me!" I screamed continuously while shooing them away using the sling of my handbag. Then I realized that my right leg is bleeding. "Fresh blood." says the doglike monster before he enlarged his mouth and took out his lengthy and pointed tongue. "I'm so excited to see more of your blood." he then laughed maniacally. Before they could hurt me again, I force my right leg to stand along with my left and run as fast as I can. I continued screaming until I reach the club. I knocked on the door a few times. There have to be two security guards standing in front of the door to keep an eye on the outside. When I lifted my gaze to the small plaque, it says the club is temporarily closed. So, I cried out loud before I dropped my butt on the ground and rested my back on the surface of the door. The blood on my right leg was all over the ground. "Didn't you hear about the news?" asks one of the doglike monsters as soon as they appeared in front of me. "This club was closed in the meantime because the owner has to kill a gorgeous woman in front of him." "What?" cold air was ejected from my mouth."You heard him right, my dear, Cecelia." claims the other wolf. "He is the owner of the club you used to spend a few nights with your friends." "And also the reasons why we managed to know where your alpha dad lives," says Marcos. If he claims to be the owner of the club behind me, his name is Marcos. Whatever they want from me perhaps has something to do with my dad after knowing they are of the same kind; monsters. Alpha? Is that what they called my dad? But knowing about their connections with each other is the last of my worries at the moment. I still have my bleeding leg to attend to. I believe that if the wounds will not be cured as soon as possible, I might collapse or worse death await me. "Please, don't kill me," I beg them, then adjusted my body when my leg starts to get numbed. "If you need money, I'm so sorry, I didn't bring cash with me. How much do you want?" I try to reach for my sling bag but my hands could barely reach it because what my body
Gaius POV "So, what now?" Monbert asked me after patching Cecelia's deep wounds before he slides into my spot in the corner. He securely cleaned and removed every trace of her blood from the coffin to make sure my nose could sniff nothing. Yet here I am helplessly staring at my wrist when it glimmered. My lifeline has been deducted by two days after killing Marcos and his cousin. And the fact that it took me a few days to save 48 hours of my lifeline, I started to regret I let my thirst for blood precede the sole purpose of the Cursed System. "The damage has been done, Monbert." could not help but eject the cold air of regrets out of my nose and mouth. "I have to find the solution to my case as soon as possible. Alone and before everything I worked for go to waste." "Do you need to borrow lifeline from us?" Monbert humbly offered. He even extended his wrist to me without any signs of hesitation. "I can lend you at least two hours." "No, I can't lend
"What?" could not help my forehead from frowning at what she said. She is flipping over the story as far as I understand the current situation. My feet landed in their mansion unannounced simply because I want to return her daughter and collect the two days of my lifeline that was deducted from my barcode for killing Marcos and his cousin for her sake. Is her mother for real? Even if Cecelia is her daughter, she must show some respect for bringing her to the mansion alive even if unannounced. A simple "Thank you" would do for me, not with some kind of threat to get sued. "My husband is in critical condition after the ambush," she confessed. "but our expert doctors and nurses managed to remove the bullets from his body. And he is in the middle of recovery." "What?" my mouth remained open. I heard an explosion last night. But I did not see Cecelia's dad in the car when I decided to cancel our mission and hop out of the building when I saw Cecelia being chased by tw
"I'll take it." before Celcelia's mom could say a word, I snatched the briefcase from her hands, close it, then smiled at them. "I hope this gonna be the last time our paths cross. Thank you so much, for this, Madam Mayor." Afterward, I hail a cab heading back to the bunker. I cannot transform myself into a bat when the sun was already up. Bats are more sensitive to the sun than the moon. But I haven't tried shifting into a bat beyond six in the morning though. I wanted to at least try for once but I am worried my bats might get burned from the rays of the sun. Even if I have a daylight ring that protects my vampire from the heat of the sun, it is still not an assurance since my body will be divided into pieces when I shift into tiny bats. On my way to the bunker, my brain could not help but wonder about Cecelia. Although I already agreed not to see her again, I could not help my brain from reminiscing about the short period we shared. Let alone the mystery
While the rest of the guardians are busy reporting to the council about their month, our team is also busy discussing what the news Damon brought for us. "Do you think it has something to do with our last mission?" asks Rust in a worried tone. "You're considering it too?" Lucifer seconded Rust's idea before he pointed his blaming glimpse at me. Guilty or not, I am the one indeed to blame if what they claim is the same news Damon referring to. But failing one mission is not enough for the council to punish us with something big. After all, team New Orleans has managed to accomplish ninety-nine out of the hundred missions successfully. "Come on, guys, relax your balls, okay?" Monbert tapped the tip of my shoulder to help me ease my hatred and anger toward Lucifer. "No one knows we failed our last mission unless one of us..." "Not me," Rust defensively whispered when our eyes were locked on him. "And why would I ruin my reputation as the King's nephew
Then, he opens the briefcase to take a look at what he can find inside. His glimmering eyes and jaws being open wide only prove that he just hit the jackpot. Who could not be? I patiently counted all the money that I saved for almost eighty years including the ten million dollars Madam Mayor gave me. Overall, the money in the two briefcases totaled forty-eight million dollars. Even with the two of them, the robbers could leave already. But I think they are up for something bigger. A bank always has money reserved in its vaults. "Who could have thought we could meet someone as rich as you, young man," he added before he ordered me to drop my knees on the floor. Then, he continued asking for the rest of the customers. Speaking of the customers, there were around fifteen of them including us. Mathematically, if I manage to save all of them, I could have at least fifteen more hours increase to my lifeline. Let alone the bank employees. Not bad when my vampire ba
As soon as my foot landed at the crime scene, my nose immediately smells the blood that stained the surface of the ground. Though I am not quite sure where it comes from when I could sniff two different types of blood all over the place. One comes from a man and the other is from a woman. "Help!" Someone seeks help. So, I followed the source of the faint sound. After two months of not being able to taste human blood or not seeing Cecelia, all my abilities started to go dormant again. Not that I don't want to, but my demon blood is not used to it since, especially when I no longer have a team to depend on. I need to survive alone. But in order to do that, I have to be strong. As soon as I found someone's body lying on the ground, I shifted my head in the other direction and calm my throat not to get a thirst for blood. "Help me, please," he added. "I don't want to die." I could not help myself from looking at the man when he is the first person I encountered to say that. Most
"Can't you guys hear me?" Maverick insisted. "You two have huge bodies but you can't hear me?" "I see." I inhaled deeply before smiling at them. "They cannot hear you, Maverick. How about I say, then you do what I ask?" We don't have much time left when the time clock above us says it's almost dawn. And in a few hours, the sun will rise. Since I started living in a condo, my body also adopted the nature of a true vampire who loves to sleep in the daytime. With the help of the air conditioner in the room, my body sleeps faster than I used to back in the bunker. And speaking of the bunker, that makes me wonder about what my previous team is doing at the moment. If by chance there were all out tonight and doing their humanitarian mission like me. Don't even know if the council still assigned them in New Orleans. But that is not one of my worries anymore. I have someone's fiancee inside the club who was reported to be someone dangerous. If something goes wrong, it