vampire bat

It was very late that the castle quieted down, and Catherine returned to the house tiredly. Fortunately, she didn't find that she was missing anything.

She folded her clothes and took out a letter from her pocket, which was the letter from the werewolf.Catherine intended to put it in the box she kept the letters in, but she hesitated for a moment before burning it.

On the other side, Winnie also returned to the room, without seeing Bourne along the way.He didn't know if he would have the courage to face Bourne in the future, it would be embarrassing after all.

Winnie changed into his nightgown and got under the covers, thinking about the kiss on the roof.

bang bang bang!There was a hasty knock on the door, and Winnie subconsciously thought it was Catherine who was looking for trouble for him.

Fortunately, the person outside the door was Eland.

"Little master, what do you have to do?" Winnie ripped his clothes, his nightgown was a little short, which made him a little embarrassed.

"It's not dawn yet, are you going to bed?" Erlande looked at Winnie from top to bottom, and the thin pajamas seemed to be unable to cover him.

"I..." Under Erland's cannibalistic gaze, Winnie was too embarrassed to say a word.

The corner of Erlande's mouth twitched into a frivolous smile, he turned behind Winnie and hugged him, buried his face in the other's neck, looking like he was being coquettish: "Baby Winnie, please do me another favor. "

"No, I won't help you steal things anymore." Winnie shook his head hurriedly, but a pair of fangs poking his neck made him shut up in fear.

Erlande didn't stop, he pushed slowly, the sharpest tips of his teeth pierced into the skin.

"I'll help you! Little master, I'll help you, don't bite me."

Winnie cried in fright. One bite mark had already caused him trouble last time. If there is one more bite mark, he would probably be kicked out by Catherine.

Erlande raised his head in satisfaction, the bite mark this time was very small, like two small holes pierced by a needle.

"I want you to follow my sister."

"No, you can't do that." Winnie shook his head. On the other hand, he was afraid of Catherine and didn't dare to follow her.

"You're disobedient again." Erlande laughed, his voice was low, like dark clouds before a storm.

Winnie lowered his head, waiting for the little master to explode.However, Erlander did not lose his temper as before. He let go of Winnie and put his hand on his chin, forcing the poor little bat to look at him.

"I saw what you and my brother did on the roof, and if you don't help me, I'll make sure you never see him again."

"I won't do that, you can't do this to your sister." Winnie still refused him, he would never dare to follow Catherine.

Erlande didn't speak, he turned and left, slamming the door angrily and leaving.

Winnie stared at the slammed door, he knew that Erlande was really angry this time.

Erlande left in a hurry. In fact, there was nothing he could do to prevent Winnie from seeing Bourne. He just opened his mouth to scare him. Who knew that guy was so stubborn.

There was some movement in the front hall, and Erlande whispered to the stairs, and saw Catherine leaving, dressed as if she was going on a date.

"John, you bastard!" Erlande slammed the wall and left angrily.

Catherine was not to be seen all day, and everyone was leaving for the Halloween ball at Prince Josephine's castle.

"Who knows, I'm probably dating my little lover." Erlande leaned against the wall and watched the servants busy packing their things.

"Eland." Bourne scolded him, "Don't talk nonsense."

Winnie just passed in front of him, and Erlande turned a blind eye like an angry child.

"Vinny." Bourne stopped him, "There is a carriage missing, you can sit with me later."

"Of course, this arrangement is the best." Eland agreed.

"Irland!" Bourne frowned. Who offended him again?

Erlande shrugged and complained: "Here again, you know how to bully me every day!" After finishing speaking, he locked himself in the carriage early.

Winnie stood beside Bourne, and no one seemed to mention what happened last night. Although Winnie breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a little bit disappointed.

"What about Miss Catherine?"

"Wait a little longer," Bourne said, standing outside the castle looking at the path that left the castle.

Fortunately, Catherine didn't make everyone wait too long, and Bourne didn't ask her where she went, and everyone left in a carriage.

"This is my first time attending Prince Josephine's ball." Winnie was a little excited, but Bourne looked worried, "What's the matter, master?"

"It's nothing." Bourne hesitated to speak. He thought that Vinny probably didn't realize how much Prince Josephine hated the family for what Duke Wilson had done. "When you were with Prince Josephine, follow closely I."

Winnie nodded, then kept staring at the window.It was gloomy outside, with dark clouds piled up in the sky all year round, and a few lightning bolts flashed deep in the dark clouds from time to time.

"Will it rain?" Vinny asked, the thunder was getting louder, and he was always worried that lightning would fall on him.

"Yes," Bourne said. "Are you afraid of thunder?"

"I'm afraid it will strike me, because I always fly in the sky." Winnie glanced at the sky, and a bolt of lightning slanted across.

The thunder suddenly exploded, and Vinny subconsciously plunged into Bourne's arms, and before he realized it, he was already tightly hugged by Bourne.

Raindrops fell on the carriage, there was a bang bang overhead, and he didn't know when, maybe when the next thunder rang, they kissed.

In the closed carriage, no one could see, and the sound of rain covered up all sounds.

Winnie was pressed against the wall of the car, Bourne's kiss came like a storm, his hands could only grab Bourne's clothes at a loss, struggling to find a chance to breathe.

Bourne let go of him, and Winnie leaned against the wall panting, his hand slid limply from Bourne's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." Byrne was a little flustered. He probably didn't expect that he had gone too far.

"It's okay." Winnie hurriedly grabbed him, he was afraid that Bourne would disappear like last night, "Master, I..."

The words "I like you" got stuck in his throat, and Winnie didn't know whether he should say it, so he finally gave up.

Bourne waited for the mouth that was a little red and swollen from his kiss to say the result he wanted, but unfortunately, Winnie closed his mouth and turned his head away with a blushing face.

"It's almost there." Bourne straightened his clothes and started to help Vinny fasten the buttons.

Vinny ran his hands through his tousled hair, but he always felt that he would be noticed at a glance.

The carriage stopped, but the rain continued.The servants opened the doors and opened the umbrellas.

Winnie got out of the carriage and got under Bourne's umbrella, hearing the complaints of little master Erlande.

"This damn rain!" Somebody accidentally splashed water on the hem of Erlande's clothes, and he passed by Winnie with a face full of despair.

Sebastian, Prince Josephine's butler, stood at the gate of the palace to welcome the guests from afar, and apologized for the rain, even though the rain had nothing to do with him.

There are vampires everywhere, and although many have been soaked by the rain, they still maintain the elegance that nobles should have.

However, they seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally cast a glance at the vampires of the Wilson family, and Winnie thought that look seemed to be a joke.

"Why did His Royal Highness prepare a room for us?" Winnie looked at the soft and comfortable bed, and wanted to sit on it, but because his clothes were wet, he had to stand aside and watch.

"He can't let us go to his ball like this." Bourne spread his arms, his clothes half wet.

Winnie nodded and said, "I want to take a shower and change clothes."

"Then, I'll go out and get you something to eat." Byrne opened the door, and a little blood slave looked at him puzzled.

"My lord, do you really want to let me go?" The boy who was kicked out of the room was full of disbelief. Once a blood slave like him becomes the guests' dinner, he will basically die.

"I said I don't need your blood." Of course, Bourne didn't tell Winnie that Josephine did this because he locked the blood slaves in the house so that the guests could enjoy the fresh blood to their heart's content. "Go and help me find something to eat, preferably fruit."

"Is it for the boy?"

Bourne nodded, said nothing more, and the boy left.Bourne opened the door, and there was the sound of splashing water inside, and a figure that made people imagine floated on the translucent glass of the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Winnie put his coat on his body, and when he saw Bourne sitting on the edge of the bed looking at him, his face blushed instantly.

"I don't look at you." Bourne turned his face away, listening to the rustling sound of Winnie getting dressed.

Winnie got dressed as fast as he could, then coughed.

"Your dinner." Bourne brought a plate full of exquisite fruits to him.

"Thank you, master." Winnie ate the fruit, but still couldn't help asking curiously, "Does His Royal Highness hold a ball every year?"

"Many vampires will take this opportunity to introduce their transformed new members to the prince." Byrne touched Winnie's head, "so this dance is still very important."

"I'm a little scared. There are vampires everywhere here, and they're not very friendly." Winnie remembered the way those vampires looked at them. "Did the things Duke Wilson did bring bad consequences?"

"Just stay with me." Byrne put his arms around Winnie's thin shoulders. "Even if they are unfriendly to us, as long as they don't provoke them, there is no reason to hurt us."

Winnie nodded, but he still felt uneasy.