Rufus held my hand tighter. He seemed to have noticed it too.
“Damn it! Vampires!” Harry shouted first.
I turned around immediately, ready to fight. It turned out that it wasn’t Ellis and the others from the castle who had come, but the group of vampires who had caught me outside the wall.
Sylvia’s POV
The blonde female vampire walked to me, her hips swaying from side to side. With an evil smile, she announced loftily, “We’re here to capture you under the order of Duke Hobson.”
“Fuck off!” Rufus shot the blonde woman a cold glare and his grip on my hand tightened, as though he was scared I’d be snatched away from him.
When the blonde woman’s eyes flitted to him, she looked surprised. Then, she smiled bitterly. “What a handsome man. It’s a pity you’re no gentleman.”
I squeezed Rufus’ hand to comfort him. “It’s okay. You’re here this time.”
“I don’t need to be a gentleman in front of the likes of you. No wonder I smelled something unpleasant-your scent.” Not to be outdone, Harry covered his nose exaggeratedly and pointed the blonde woman in disgust. “Bitch!”
“Why, you-!” The blonde woman spat at Harry, too angry to formulate a sentence.
In the end, she gave up and ignored Harry. Turning to look at Geoffrey, she sneered, “The she-wolf got away, so the agreement is invalid.”
Geoffrey’s face grew livid, as though he was on the verge of going mad. “It’s all Hobson’s fault.”
The blonde woman shrugged indifferently. “It’s none of my business. But the duke said that, as long as you catch that she-wolf again and offer her to us, the cooperation can resume as usual. The duke also told us that the she-wolf was useful to him, so you can’t kill her.”
The blonde woman spoke as though I wasn’t right in front of her.
“Hey, I’m right here!” I pouted unhappily.
“Oh, shut up!” The blonde woman snapped at me, resentment written all over her face. “If it was up to me, I’d have killed you myself!”
I could guess why she was so angry at me. Even after so many days, her broken tooth still hadn’t grown back to normal.
“What’s going on, Sylvia?” Rufus leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“Hobson said that my blood smells like Noreen’s. So he’s going to such lengths to capture me alive,” I explained briefly.
Rufus’ expression darkened.
“I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding. Don’t worry. We’ll talk about Noreen when this is all over,” I comforted him hurriedly.
But Rufus’ eyes still looked vicious.
“Oh, honey, it’s okay. Smile for me.” I shook Rufus’ hand and smiled at him, trying to cheer him up. “As long as they can’t take me away, everything’s fine.”
Rufus nodded and touched my head softly. “I’ll protect you this time.”
Just then, the blonde woman spoke up again, interrupting our conversation.
“Why the hell are you still flirting with each other? You’re not taking me seriously!”
I glanced at the blonde woman reluctantly. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me.
I tugged at the corner of Rufus’ clothes and whispered urgently, “Why aren’t those vampires afraid of the light?”
I had grown up as a slave, so I received a subpar education. There were many things I didn’t know. When I was in the castle, Hobson and his cronies seemed to melt whenever they came in contact with light. This gave me the impression that all vampires were afraid of light.
But now, my theory seemed to be debunked.
Rufus leaned closer to me and explained, “Light might have weakened them a little bit, but real vampires aren’t afraid of light. Only the lowest level of vampires are afraid of light. When a real vampire sucks the blood of a creature by force, the victim becomes a mindless, blood-sucking monster-a zombie. Zombies don’t have any special powers and they’re scared of light. That being said, they live in darkness and are very difficult to deal with.”
Hearing this, I was shocked. What about Hobson’s family?
“There aren’t that many real vampires. The werewolf race was defeated because the vampires created an army of zombies,” Rufus added seriously.
This confused me even more. How could the powerful Hobson be a zombie?
But then I thought about Hobson’s decaying body, which was like a dying tree branch. Was it because of Noreen’s black death curse?
Sylvia’s POV
The more I mulled it over, the more confused I felt.
“What’s wrong? You look distressed.” Rufus pinched my earlobe playfully.
“I’ll explain when this is over.” I held Rufus’ hand up and kissed it. I hadn’t seen him in days. I missed him so much.
Ever since we came to the border, we had hardly gotten any alone time. So many troublesome things had happened in succession, which exhausted me both physically and mentally.
“Okay, honey.” Rufus looked at me lovingly. I could vaguely see my reflection in his eyes.
Just then, Flora patted me on the shoulder. “What should we do? There’re so many vampires here. Should we fight them head on?”
“I’ll do it! I’ll beat them to a pulp!” It was Harry’s dream to beat up vampires. His eyes lit up when he saw so many vampires in front of him. Rubbing his hands eagerly, he declared, “Leave them to me!”
As for Geoffrey, he still negotiated with the blonde vampire.
“Reinforcements are on their way. We’ll catch her and give her to Hobson by the end of the day.”
“Good.” the blonde vampire snorted. Then she turned to look at the werewolves from outside the wall greedily and licked her lips hungrily. “Since you’ve caused us vampires so much trouble, open the hunting grounds for three consecutive days if you want smooth cooperation from us moving forward.”
Everyone present turned pale. Flora, on the other hand, cursed them openly. “Shame on you!”
“It’s only fair,” the blonde vampire sneered indifferently. She looked at Geoffrey, who seemed to be in a dilemma, and asked him again, “You don’t have to agree if you don’t want to. We can just terminate the cooperation between us.”
“I’m afraid we can’t open the hunting ground for three whole days…” Geoffrey said falteringly.
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