Trapped the Vampire Disciple

Vampires And Lycan

"And I have erased your memory, but it is clear that you have not forgotten. Is it because you're a dog?" urged Athlas to stare intensely.

"Dogs?" Zeline didn't move a bit.

He doesn't understand. What did Athlas mean?

"What do you think about that? Miss. Zeline really doesn't know, hmm?" Athlas casually asked.

"Yes, I don't know," Zeline replied with a tremble.

Athlas lowered his head and approached, sniffing thoroughly, as if confirming something.

Meanwhile, Zeline was cornered, her face pale as Athlas drew closer. He glanced to the right and left hoping that someone would help him, but there was no one.

"It's not just the sweet scent of Lavender and Rosemary. I think I smell a dog from your body" Athlas stopped sniffing, but didn't stay away. His face was aligned with Zeline's, "Any, isn't it?"

Zeline's eyes were closed, completely agitated at such a thin distance, that she held her breath, "What are you talking about?"

Athlas's face moved away. It grinned thinly, as it looked at the Zeline that was really similar to a frightened rabbit. No, rather a frightened dog.

Zeline opened her eyes again when she felt Athlas' face had moved away. A little relieved, he started breathing normally, but his heart was still beating timidly.

"You're a lycan, aren't you? You're a mixed-blood lycan."

Zeline's mouth is locked. He doesn't know whether to argue or not? Already too confused and do not understand, especially the fear is still not reduced in the least.

"Lycanthrope, to be clear, you're a wolf. It seems like you really don't know" Athlas explained, holding back laughter at Zeline's depressed expression that looked ridiculous to him.

It seemed that Athlas was unaware of the fact that how terrifying he was to Zeline.

"Y-yes," replied Zeline who did not know what is lycan or wolf breed. Is that scarier than this vampire in front of him?

"I'll explain, I think you understand what I mean because you're a smart teacher. So listen carefully, okay?" tawar Athlas's.

"Before that.." shrewd Zeline was more like a squeak. He bowed and peeked at Athlas from behind his plump eyelashes, "Can you keep five meters away from me? I'll thank you for that."

Athlas laughed in the air, looking at Zeline's mannerisms...

Adorable?

Whatever it was, that certainly was quite entertaining for Athlas.

While the laughing victim was agitated, and interpreted the adorable word that in Athlas' mind had the meaning of wanting to strangle him. He's really paranoid.

Could it be that his request is excessive? Zeline hurriedly said again, "I think a distance of one meter is enough."

Athlas stopped laughing, finally he nodded, his feet stepping back, giving Zeline the one-meter distance she wanted.

"Relax, Miss. Zelines. Don't be afraid of me. Didn't you ever nudge and pick up your student?"

Hearing that, Zeline's uneasiness grew more and more so. Was his actions unforgivable? He was so sorry he was ever that brave.

"Np... I'm sorry," said Zeline, unsure if she was forgiven.

"Hmm," Athlas simply responded by muttering, then took the phone out of his pants pocket to look at the clock, "Can I start explaining? The bell will ring soon."

If you can, Zeline wants the bell to ring this time as well. He wants to leave!

"Yes," replied Zeline, who was actually curious as well.

Once upon a time, vampires and lycan hunted humans as the primary predators. Both races are a source of fear for humans.

Vampires are the fangs that eat the essence of life from other living things. Lycan is a wolf demon. Both are powerful and full of threats.

However, some of their humans continue to grow. Holy wars and bloodshed were waged to exterminate the vampires and lycan. Both species are lost.

To this day.

However, vampires and lycan do not really disappear.

Zeline looked serious hearing what Athlas described. A cold wind blew, it felt so cold past the two people who were facing each other.

Athlas combed his short hair that was messy because it was blown by the wind with his fingers. He looked more straight ahead, even with a flat look.

"Vampires like me, need human blood to survive. Then we should drink it quietly like this."

Still quiet. Zeline doesn't know what to say. He awaits the continuation of Athlas' words

"But those bastard lycans don't need humans to survive, they don't eat human flesh. Therefore, they can join in society and live side by side. When they live with humans, they even mate with humans..."

"...If that happens, then it all makes sense. The smell of the dog is on your body, and the fact of your memory cannot be erased. And maybe you have the ability to hear minds?"

How does Athlas know if Zeline has the ability to read minds? Therefore, now Zeline was very surprised, even though no one knew about this other than her family.

So this ability is because he's a lycan? But why doesn't he know? That's impossible, isn't it...?

"Your expression says that you can read other people's minds. That's why you followed me, isn't it?" Athlas smiled in anguish.

"A... A... L'm... " Zeline was hard to say, as if suffocated by a truth she had heard all of a sudden.

It is hard to accept and understand this truth. All are processed slowly because of denial. I feel this is a lie.

"However, it looks like you're not entirely lycan. The human blood you have is superior because I can drink it, I usually cannot drink lycan blood because it tastes disgusting" Athlas returned with his explanation.

Are the words of Athlas true?

L'm...

Mixed-blooded lycan?

"No, I'm not a monster" Zeline denied with wide-eyed eyes. Several times he shook his head quickly to the right and left.

In the end, vampires or lycans were equally terrifying species to Zeline. She doesn't want to be a lycan even if it's just a mix. He just wants to be human.

"The monster?" his Athlas Lirih.

Zeline's two hands were squeezing each other restlessly.

"You believe so much in yourself. Humans are like this." said Athlas sighing harshly, "They call others monsters by their own standards, when they themselves kill each other and hunt animals for skin or fur. I don't think there's any difference."

The mood became quiet. Zeline looked down because Athalla kept looking at her.

Athlas moved one small step forward, his hand outstretched pulling Zeline's chin. Making a face with those thick glasses look up forcefully.

Inevitably, Zeline must face Athlas. He was shocked when he saw how cold the young man's gaze was.

"I don't care if you don't believe, either" cried the cynical Athlas.

Zeline really felt dead lice. His hands became cold and tremble with fear attacking again.

"But.." continued Athlas hanging, which made Zeline feel anxious, "Be my partner!"

"W-what?" zeline asked with a trembling voice, she did not understand.

"I need your blood. And for that exchange, you can do anything with me."

_To Be Continued_