Chapter 362: Luther Zalatoris
LUTHER
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So that’s what Elias has been up to... rewriting his son’s DNA, That’s a bold move. I knew that deal was fishy but the taste of magic blood appealed to my father. After thousands of years, he gave into his thirst and agreed to a deal as foolish as that and what made the situation more tiring... I was meant to lead the team.
That is how I met my little human... a strawberry-blond human girl who thought she could outrun a vampire.
I guess it’s a gain for me. Amid trash I saw something worthwhile, I can’t wipe the smirk off my face... even right now as I stared at both of them. The rare gems of the Vampire Clan and it all took a taste of her blood to know.
A lot has happened ever since that encounter and I was more than ready to come back and claim what’s mine but I had some cleansing to do. We didn’t only lose a handful of vampires during that attack but a particular one ruined my beautiful face and my ego. I don’t joke with those two things.
And that said werelion reeks from this girl, too intimate, lovers perhaps? Some lover... because he ended up killing her, or does it have to do with Elias’ plan? Another interesting theory, I guess the Pride clan is just as messed up.
Over the months I had to deal with many things and nothing was stopping me from coming back to Juneau until now, I had to deal with my discovery and trash. My discovery was an interesting one, I love my fun always.
There were rumors but they weren’t clear... it did say there were two bloodlines out there and it clicked with my encounter but who would have known that one Vampire fucked a human and created something out of the line of our way?
Our clan is very attentive when it comes to those things because our kind is rare and we barely procreate and when it does happen, that bloodline is secured, yet Cassius had the audacity to hide these two.
I darted my eyes back to them, Grayson still held Emma in his arms like she was about to be hauled by the wind any moment. He looked paler than he was a few minutes ago, identical to the dead girl in his arms. There’s not enough time he’s already drawing near death himself, The guy is barely able to keep his eyes open, slipping in and out of consciousness.