I concocted a spell with my fingers, attempting to break Hubson’s restraints, as stealthy as I could undertake. However, it seemed the power within me had evanesced into thin air, leaving me with nothing but helplessness.
“Hubson, we were once partners after all. Within the past five years when I was the Alpha at the border, I haven’t hurt anyone in your family, have I? Are we just going to throw that all away?” I tried to convince Hubson to stop, since I failed at my attempt to break free from the ropes. Honestly speaking, among all the vampires I knew, Hubson was relatively the most reasonable and still maintained a bit of gentlemanly demeanor.
Hubson burst into laughter. He raised his withered arm and threw a sneer at me.
“Cut the crap. I’m close to dying. Trading the peace of the two races for my life?
It doesn’t sound half bad to me.”
Well, one thing that could be learned from this was to never try to reason with someone who only wanted to survive. Black Death Curse had exhausted Hubson’s education and morality.
I could clearly feel the restraints on my body gradually tghtening again after Hubson spat those words. I could feel my bones and meridians being intensely compressed. If it went on like this, it would not be surprising if I exploded and died. But I was not one who easily gave up The suffocating feeling was killing me, but when I thought about Beryl, the pain was something I could ignore.
Just as I was about to be out of breath, the restraint vanished altogether. The golden runes on the surface of my body seemed to come alive, like tiny insects moving, and slowly burrowed into my skin, permeating my meridians. Soon as they entered, they disappeared like they were never even there.
“Go and hand over that kid to me.”
Hubson’s voice resonated from the depths of my mind. His voice was vague as if it came from an abyss and could barely even be heard. I was certain that Hubson didn’t open his mouth to speak, but I heard his voice.
I didn’t want to obey that order, but my body began to act on its own accord, completely ignoring my own willingness. Subconsciously, I felt anxious, and in the blink of an eye, I found myself standing by the bed.
Noreen, who was in Beryl’s body, looked up at me in a daze. I, too, was in utter disbelief by what was happening. Soon, she snapped out of her trance, realizing in what position she was, and threw words she thought would be useful in keeping me from obeying Hubson. “Get away! Are you going to hand over your daughter just like that, idiot?”
In Noreen’s eyes glinted something that I could pinpoint as fear. She curled up, and I could make out how she trembled. She then resorted to changing her voice and mimicked my child’s and cried out, “Mommy, don’t give me to the bad guy. I don’t want to be in pain. He’ll surely just torture me. Your baby will die!” My heart was torn apart with anguish. How could I bear to hand Beryl over? It was hard for me, my mother, to put my child’s life in danger. But my body was not my own right now; my hand involuntarily reached for the chains.
Noreen cried in despair. Even I couldn’t tell whether it was Noreen or Beryl who was crying.
A searing pain surged through my mind as Beryl’s voice intensely stimulated my nerves. I covered my ears in agony, my face crumpling, showing signs of struggle.
At this time, Hubson’s surprised voice came. “You still have your consciousness?!
I swiveled my head as Hubson’s voice echoed in the room. My muscles tensed uncomfortably.
“Damn it!” Hubson cursed, his gruff voice accentuating his bloodied appearance.
He bore an even more ghastly visage than before. The realization dawned upon him that the sitation was dire, prompting a commanding order, “Seize that child!
Two vampires emerged from the shadows and sprang forward, hurtling toward the bed.
My mind snapped with tension as they drew closer to Beryl’s fragile form.
Without hesitation, I seized them and hurled them away.
Beryl’s safety was paramount; this thought swirled in my mind. I understood that any harm befalling her would bring me unbearable anguish. As a mother, could not bear the thought of failing to protect my own flesh and blood.
Hubson stared at me in utter disbelief, his eyes wide with shock. “How can this be? Even if you still possess consciousness, you should never have broken free from my control!”
I yearned to sneer at him to assert my defiance, but his influence still held sway over me. My facial muscles strained, as I struggled to maintain composure, but all I could muster was a forced smile.
“That’s impossible!” Hubson’s sanity seemed to slip further, his eyes darting around as he muttered to himself, “It must be a deception. I am a pure-blooded vampire, and no one can resist the power generated by my blood. How can this be?”
Noreen erupted into scornful laughter. “You old bastard,” she cackled. “Stop struggling! Do not dare to challenge the unwavering strength of a mother’s love You shall never comprehend the depths she would plunge to keep her child safe.”
Hubson seethed with rage, consumed by the humiliation. His voice boomed as he ordered his men to take Beryl away again.
In the blink of an eye, the restraints binding me weakened granting me control over my own body. I wrung my fingers silently.
Without mercy, I engaged in a brutal fight against the encroaching vampires.
Noreen’s overconfidence resurfaced. “I’ve said it before. Hubson, you are no match for her, She’s a potent blend of witch and werewolf, possessing bot formidable magical prowess and a savage wolfs strength. How do the likes of you vampires expect to stand against her? You’re nothing but losers!” I grumbled with irritation at Noreen. She proved to be an incessant annoyance.
Couldn’t she simply keep her mouth shut? Did she not understand the danger of provoking enemies during a battle? It would only unleash their potential.
As expected, the vampires lurking in the shadows sprang into action, fueled by Noreen’s words.
With ho alternative, I seized the opportunity to launch an offensive, my actions swift and relentless as I struck at Hubson’s vulnerable spots.
If Hubson perished, all would be resolved.
Caught off guard, Hubson was unable to regain his footing.
During the lull, he tapped into his special power again. The room pulsated with surging blood, transforming into intricate golden runes that surged into my body.
An agonized cry escaped my lips as my internal organs were ravaged. A distant voice echoed in my mind, commanding, “Kill Noreen!”
My body froze, while my mind exploded like a symphony of dazzling fireworks.
Sweat pooled on my skin.
No! I refused to let anything happen to Beryl.
An unwavering resolve surged within me despite the excruciating pain coursing through my entire being, as if a colossal vehicle had collided with me, twisting and reshaping my body. My flesh, stripped and vulnerable, began to seep drops of scarlet. Through, relentless struggle, I finally wrested free from Hubson’s control.
“How could this be?” Hubson cried once again, erupting into a rage.
And only then did I realize that the shimmering golden runes had been forcefully expelled from my body.
Yet, another set of runes appeared in their place.
Incensed, Hubson bellowed, “That son of a bitch! You’ve been embraced by him!”
Hubson suddenly roared hysterically, which startled me. I had never seen him lose control like this before.
And the person he was talking about piqued my curiosity.
He seemed to be talking about someone related to him by blood. .
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