Trapped the Vampire Disciple

Caught

Zeline is trying to focus her mind on the books she reads, the activities she does every night in her spare time. Despite his denial, the fact is that he really likes to read books. Just look, there are many books neatly arranged on the shelf, any book that is interesting to him.

However, not as usual. Zeline was hard to concentrate tonight. He had read the book an hour ago, but he had not left the first page.

Athlas Aldridge was really troubling his mind. How can he relax when there is a vampire sitting in the window frame and looking at him fixedly. If he wanted to be honest, the young man was more attractive than what he was doing, he was too nervous to return the gaze from his golden yellow eyes.

Zeline closed the book she was holding, then leaned back on the chair and confirmed the sagging position of her glasses. It's just that he read this book, he didn't really read it. Athlas was a complete troublemaker of his heart and a good way of life.

"Why do you always barge into my house through the window?" ketus Zeline who can't take it anymore.

"That's easier for me" chuckled Athlas cuek.

It's been two weeks since Zeline left with Athlas.

The vampire always came to him with a handsome face. Makes his head woozy. Zeline thinks that's why Athlas likes everyone.

Not only that, Athlas is so fragrant. Sweet and soft spring flower fragrance.

Zeline's olfactory has been getting sharper since she's been in the heat, the lycan hormone in her is growing. He was grateful that this did not affect his daily activities too much, as he was not close to Lee Param.

During this time, Zeline avoided Param as much as possible, fearing being affected by the lycan man's pheromones again. Unfortunately, he could not avoid Athlas.

Like at the moment.

"What are you thinking about crinkling like this, hmm?"

Feeling a cold touch from Athlas' index finger between his eyebrows, Zeline was startled and almost fell off the chair. His face was hot for a moment.

"Ti-nothing," Zeline said. Subjecting his head, did not dare to look at the face of the vampire who was right in front of him.

"Look at me, Miss!" he pressed Athlas to touch Zeline's chin, then raised his head until both eyes were fixed. Looking at Zeline who was looking at him like that, with a face full of anticipation, "You why? Still scared of me?"

"Yes? Yeah, I'm hot! Isn't the temperature here very high?" zeline replied with a slight stammer, half shouting.

Damn, how ridiculous I am, inner Zeline boisterous.

"Oh?" realizing Zeline's apparent response was frantic, Athlas smiled faintly, "Could you be in love with me?"

Oh, double fuck. This time it was very on target.

Of all the ways to get caught. Why should his face be flushed right now? No, Zeline hates how she can never hide her emotions. Even he was unsure of what he was feeling.

"What, no way! Do you think I'm really blushing. "shall Zeline insist, "...I fell in love with you? Who do you think I am?"

"Pftt," Athlas held back his laughter that wanted to explode.

Zeline took a breath. Inwardly, he imagined clawing Athlas, beating and pulling the vampire's black hair out and becoming bald.

Is teasing him so much fun for that young vampire? Athlas is so annoying, he's got a demon vampire incarnation. Zeline can't understand it, and she hates it, but...

Why is his heart still beating? Zeline's completely lost her mind.

"I'm right, aren't I?" urged Athlas to grin.

Zeline's eyes glared wide. Crazy vampire! Still continue to flirt!

"Stop!" Zeline melengos and pushes Athlas. His lips pouted, pursing forward.

"No! You're not! I said it wasn't that!" riled up, stood up and stepped onto the bookshelf in the corner of the room, about to put down a book that he did not read.

Zeline's footsteps stomped, then placed the book rather roughly. He was angry, no matter who. On the circumstances, on Athlas, and probably on himself.

"Ah... Gosh darn. My fault was born this way. The list is growing again, "along Athlas with a face that was deliberately made depressed.

"Hey!" exclaim Zeline in a position to turn his back on Athlas.

Is the name Zeline Hallensa already listed in the list of people who like Athlas? Bing no's!

"Don't try so hard to hide it it's written all over your face. No problem, I understand."

"I said it wasn't that! Listen to me!"

Again. Zeline continued to deny.

Suddenly the vampire was right behind Zeline who was still facing the bookshelf, his hands locked on both sides of the little girl's body. The movement of Athlas is really fast. His heavy voice greeted Zeline from behind, "OK. I'll listen to Miss. Zeline, so talk. So that's what?"

"J-so, that's not it..." Zeline swallowed a heavy salivary, her current position was really dangerous.

"Huh? That's not what? Why are you blushing?" athlas fishing rod licking Zeline's earlobes.

He's getting restless. Then Zeline turned to the left, which made the two look at each other. In a few seconds, Athlas's eyes looked different. There is no arrogance and violence, there is only... Gentleness.

Being stared at keeps Zeline from misbehaving, "You... Seriously! I'd rather you don't talk and act creepy! How did you turn 180° so fast!"

Something done or Athlas' expression was never predictable. Smiles and laughter can be replaced with a ferocious grin in an instant. The softness could be swapped with horror in a matter of seconds. Wanting to hear what the young man was thinking, but Zeline had already promised not to do it again.

Athlas smiled amusedly, "I don't know. I'm suddenly in a good mood."

"Ah, I'm in a bad mood right now! Stay away from me!" pissed Zeline.

Not Athlas Aldridge's name if you take it for granted. Behind Zeline's body until the two of them faced each other, her burly hands crept at her waist, hugging.

"I'm happy, so it doesn't matter."

"Why you!"

Zeline's heart is racing. The vibration to hit the heart. Athlas' hand on his waist was pulled, raised, to escape his body.

However, the more Zeline tried to break away from the embrace, the firmer the man hugged, and she returned helpless. Athlas cold kiss was present on his neck, he knew what the vampire wanted.

"Can you not do the skinship? Just bite right away," Zeline slightly shifted Athlas' head. He wasn't used to any of those touches, it felt really strange.

"Are you sure? I just want to relax you, you'll end up in a lot of pain if your neck is strained."

What is relaxing? It becomes a piece of wood!

Zeline was afraid that Athlas could hear her heartbeat, like she could feel a cold gasp on her neck skin.

Might as well... Zeline has to let this moment.

Because it's just a bite from a blood-sucking creature...

_To Be Continued_