[Twilight] The Last Blood Hunt

It felt weird and funny.

In just one afternoon, the relationship between Arcinodora and I seemed to have begun to emerge.

When I kept a normal distance with her, the aroma of blood in her body could easily arouse my appetite; and when the distance between us gradually shortened, although her smell did not change, it had another effect on me. A peculiar utility.

My heart, even the turbulent venom in my veins, gained a long-lost peace—a peace that fresh, fiery human blood could not give me.At the same time, I seem to feel that the heart that has not beat for a long time has regained its vitality and began to beat rapidly in the chest cavity.

Even when I first tasted power as a human being, my emotions were not so complicated.

But to be honest, the food she cooks is far less fragrant and delicious than her own breath.Although this terrible smell is not disgusting, it probably smells better than the smell of werewolves.

The strong foreign body sensation in my body made me uncomfortable, so when she walked towards the house, I couldn't help but turn around and spit out the food in my stomach.

The sound of breathing from inside the door gradually calmed down, and her breath faded with the deep sleep, so the venom in my body began to frantically thirst for blood.

I don't think I'll be here for long, but I don't mind seeing Arsinodora tomorrow.So for her sake, and for mine, I must now eat.

Turning around in a circle, I realized that there was only Yasinodora living on the huge mountain.The vampire's keen intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages drove me to run down the mountain.

Sure enough, I found a person hiding in the grass.Even better, he smells as sweet as Arsinodora.

I grabbed his collar and lifted him up high, looking up at his frightened expression with my head slightly raised.

His expression was all too familiar to me. It is the same with all people who are dying. "I beg you...forgive me...forgive me!" What he said was so uninspired, it was polluting my ears.

There are countless ways to enjoy the food in my mind, but all of them dissipated when he said the next sentence, "There is a... female|cousin on the mountain, and her taste is not bad...you can Enjoy!"

A surge of anger rose inside of me, and my fingers quickly moved from the collar to his fragile neck.

"Do you know Yasinodora?" He wanted to die, and dared to insult her with such vicious words.

"Yes... she is... my sister, if you know her, can you let me go?" Sister?Arok would never treat his sister Didymi like this.But for Arsinodora's sake, I'll spare his life.

I stared at his terrified eyes and approached him, lowered my voice and said, "I'll let you go, but I'm hungry, do you understand?"

He nodded carelessly in response, "Okay...okay, don't worry, someone will go up the mountain tomorrow."

I let go, and he fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling, he got up and ran away.

This can be regarded as a different kind of harvest. I seem to have peeped into the corner of Yasinodora's secret.

Thinking of this, I was shocked to realize my strangeness.Since when did I care about her so much?When did she invade my originally extremely cold heart.

I guess that's not a good sign.

Arrow once told me that the allure of the singer is unique to vampires, and that the blood of that person can make vampires stronger.But Yasinodora seemed to me to be more than a singer.

I need her—I need her to be by my side all the time, she can make me feel that I still exist in this world more than human blood.

I returned to the top of the mountain as fast as I could, and walked into the cabin quietly.

Asinodora was lying quietly on the bed, the moonlight shining on her face, adding to the tranquility and tranquility.Her breathing was shallow, the only sound I could hear now.

She seemed to have magical powers, attracting me to come closer involuntarily.

When my sanity came back, I had kissed her lips lightly.This kind of feeling may not be able to be described in accurate words - it is as sweet as honey, but also like a poison that hurts me deeply.

I stood up abruptly, covered my nose and backed away, barely stopping a second before I hit the wall.As I stared at Arsinodora, the thoughts in my head began to become chaotic.

I can't sink like this anymore, once this wonderful emotion ferments into so-called love, she will become my fatal weakness.A great king—whether human or vampire—must be indestructible.

I escaped.

For the first time, I felt scared—I was afraid that I would not be able to extricate myself from her trap, and I was even more afraid that I couldn't help my instinctive blood-sucking desire and kill her.

But no matter how far I run, her appearance, her breath, and her smile are all lingering in my mind.

Maybe I should ask Arlo, his advice always helps.

Maybe I could also ask the often silent Marcus, who can see what the emotional connection between me and Arcinodora really is like.

Or, there are Surbisia and Didemi, perhaps as women, they can understand Acinodora better.

When the light from my hand reflected into my eyes, I realized it was almost dawn.

I looked east, and the sun was climbing into the sky through the layers of clouds.In the past 1000 years, I have never been so confused and struggling, but I am clear about one thing - at least today, I want to spend time with her.

Arsinodora opened the door just as I was standing in front of the cabin again.

Her cheeks were flushed, and she stared at me, "Why are you here?" I needed an appropriate lie to cover up my rude behavior last night, "The weather was fine tonight, I made up my mind in the trees One night, I just woke up and wanted to call you, but I didn't expect..."

She blinked, nodded half-believingly, and turned sideways to invite me in.

I declined—a semi-enclosed space was not conducive to suppressing my urges.

"It's better to go out for a walk," I suggested to her.

Yasinodora's moods and thoughts were always written on his face.She hesitated for a while, as if thinking about something.Fortunately, she finally agreed.

Asinodora was walking on my right, and we were so close—so close that the rubbing of clothes was audible.

She is not short, only about half a head lower than me.Whenever I inadvertently look to the right, I always find her watery blue eyes peeking at me.

That kind of feeling is like a stone has been thrown into the lake of my heart, causing ripples.

"What is the outside world like?" It was Arsinodora who broke the silence first.

I was at a loss for words.Regarding the human world, I don't love it as much as Aro.

"Actually, I have read a lot of books, but I always want to see it with my own eyes. But unfortunately, I can't leave here." She continued to speak to herself, with expectation and disappointment in her tone.

I stopped and grabbed her wrist, and she looked back at me with a startled expression.

"Maybe I can tell you a story, it must not be in the book" I heard myself say this, the bloodthirsty instinct and the temptation of the aroma made my rationality give way to emotion.

"Okay, I'd like to hear it." Asinodora's smile was like a good medicine, which greatly relieved the burning sensation in my throat.

My fingers are still covering her slender and warm wrist, feeling the slow flow of blood under the skin.

"A long time ago, in the cheers of victory in war, the king and queen welcomed their first child. He is the prince of this country, and it is its future master. But the prophecy of the high priest destroyed all this , the first and only sentence of prophecy he sent to the prince-the person who wanders between life and death.

From then on, his mother loathed him, his father feared him, and all the subjects stayed away from him.Later, he had a younger brother, and his parents gave double love to the younger child. "

I completely surrendered to my emotional impulses, and I wanted Arsinodora to know the past that I had buried in my heart for many years.

"The high priest almost crazily thought that the prince could bring him a different life, so he united with the courtiers around the king, murdered the king, queen and other members of the royal family, and sent the ten-year-old prince to the throne."

So as a reward, I converted him into the same species as me after becoming a vampire-I can't say this, after all, it's not the right time yet.

I lowered my eyelids and said nothing, but suddenly I felt Asinodora's wrist break free from my grasp, and hold my hand tightly instead.

"The little prince has a long life, maybe he will grow into a wise monarch in the future." I forgot to pretend to blink, and looked at me in her eyes for a long time.

The author has something to say:

I haven't updated QAQ for almost a week. Today is the first day of school. Some time ago, I was busy with the exams and publicity work for the primary semester.Furthermore, the perspective of the male protagonist is really difficult to write, and I am afraid that the arrogant, cold and bloodthirsty Caius will collapse if he is not careful.In the original book, the male protagonist is more like a labeled flat character. I want to enrich his image while retaining these characteristics.Probably the above three points for other people, and a little more for the Volturi interior, and for the heroine-hehehe, you know~ (Ordinary male silver in love

It was the male protagonist who was tempted first, and the reason was the setting of the original book - fateful love.But now the love for the heroine still comes from the emotional instinct of the vampire. I still want to describe how the hero falls in love with the heroine intellectually.The heroine, her love is still sprouting~

[revised twice]

Harm, the latter only changed the typesetting, so the progress of the second change will be much faster.